At this moment, a familiar ethereal female voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
"A Zheng, I'm back."
The emperor remained motionless, like a frozen statue.
Chu Yuening thought he was still angry, so she had to apologize pitifully.
"A Zheng, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to not come to see you."
"Don't be angry, okay?"
"As long as you forgive me, I will agree to anything you want."
The gentle and melodious voice was mixed with soft coquettishness, which was vivid and real, and no longer the usual illusory auditory hallucination.
Ying Zheng suddenly raised his head, his dark golden eyes tinged with bloodshot staring at the sky, his hoarse voice filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.
"Yue, is it really you?"
"It's me, A Zheng. I'm here to keep my appointment."
Chu Yuening gently stroked the man's haggard face, heartache and guilt almost overwhelmed her.
Ying Zheng felt the softness and warmth on her face, and his violent and violent emotions were instantly soothed, and his cold and hard heart gradually melted.
But that's not enough.
It was still not enough to relieve his ten years of lovesickness.
He held onto that softness firmly and bit it hard as punishment. His voice was hoarse and cold, filled with suppressed anger.
"Yue, you lied to me."
"A Zheng, I really have my own reasons. Can you please forgive me?"
Chu Yuening ignored the pain in her fingertips and explained hurriedly.
Ying Zheng was silent for a few breaths, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke lightly.
"Yue, I want to see you."
"good."
This dream was very special, it was all festive red.
Chu Yuening looked at the red veil on her head in confusion. Before she could react, the red veil was lifted up.
Ying Zheng, dressed in a groom's suit, stood tall and slender, with a charming and evil look and blazing golden eyes, as if he wanted to devour her.
"Yue, it's time to drink the wedding wine."
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