Chapter 221 Don’t Be an Emperor
When she was about to be hit by him, Leng Yue quickly dodged to the side.
Murong Heli rushed in with a "bang", fell on his back, and fell flat on his face.
He Xiang heard the noise and looked over the screen. Seeing this scene, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Greetings, Prince Murong. Although our princess is your savior, there is no need to be so polite..."
Murong Heli looked a little anxious and quickly got up. Suddenly, a "puff" sound came from behind him.
He turned his head and stared at Leng Yue, only to see that her face was still cold and her expression had not changed at all.
Murong Heli looked at her suspiciously, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Were you laughing just now?"
"Who is laughing? How dare we, servants, laugh at our master! Although you, Prince Murong, are not our master, you are an honored guest."
He Xiang said this as she moved in front of Leng Yue with a smile and blocked the person behind her.
"If Crown Prince Murong doesn't go in, and keeps the princess waiting for a long time, I'm afraid she will be angry with you, Crown Prince."
"You!" Murong Heli didn't dare to lose his temper after being pressured by her neither soft nor hard approach.
According to Qi Yue's temper, if he continued to procrastinate, he would probably be kicked out.
Murong Heli snorted coldly and walked into the house.
He Xiang whispered something in Leng Yue's ear, then walked out of the room and closed the door again.
Leng Yue climbed up to the beam quietly and waited.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Murong Heli paused slightly, then a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
The room was filled with the aroma of medicine. A person in a crescent-white dress was lying on the chaise longue with a pale face.
Her black hair hung down behind her, with one or two strands falling on her chest.
She only wore a crescent-shaped jade hairpin in her hair, and there seemed to be a flower carved on the hairpin.
Her dark eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her eyes were lowered, and her long eyelashes cast a distinct shadow on her lower eyelids. Her nose was as clear and smooth as a jade, small and straight, and her lips were light pink, small yet full.
Her neck was slender and delicate under her exquisite chin, and her collar only revealed half of her fair collarbone.
A pair of slender green hands were slowly turning the pages of the storybook, and when they saw the exciting parts, the corners of their lips would unconsciously curl up a little...
Murong Heli looked a little dazed and unconsciously walked towards her with light steps.
Only then could she see clearly that there was a lifelike crabapple flower carved on the jade hairpin in her hair.
As the shadow fell on him, Qi Yue paused and put down the script.
"Prince Murong quietly walked up to my side. Is he planning to assassinate me?"
Hearing this title, he frowned.
"Yuer, I miss you so much..."
Qi Yue coughed lightly, picked up the notebook and pressed it against his forehead to block the action that was about to come forward.
"Prince Murong, please respect yourself. I am not a prostitute in that building. You cannot hug me whenever you want."
Murong Heli held her wrist, took away the script, and asked with concern: "I...I was wrong, Yue'er, are you still not well? Have you taken the medicine today?"
Qi Yue wanted to pull his hand back, but he anticipated it and tightened the shackles again.
Unable to break free, she simply placed her hands on his chest.
Murong Heli was stunned by this action. As she tilted her head slightly and raised the corners of her lips, his heart skipped a beat.
The next second, Qi Yue grabbed his collar, stood up and pressed him to the other end of the chaise longue.
With a "bang", his head hit the end of the couch.
Murong Heli just frowned slightly, but a hint of pleasure appeared on his face.
Looking at the black hair hanging on her body, he chuckled, let go of her wrist, grabbed it and brought it to his nose to sniff.
Tao Zui said: "My Yue Er Xiang is still the best, so fragrant..."
As he said this, he stretched out his other hand and put it around her waist, holding her in his arms.
The moment his lips approached, Qi Yue pinched his neck with a little force without changing his expression.
He said coldly: "If you continue to be so presumptuous, I will break your neck."
"You won't. If I die, Dayi won't be able to explain to the Kingdom of Li."
He smiled confidently, thinking he had grasped her lifeline, and boldly pressed his lips against the ones he had been thinking about day and night.
Leng Yue, who was hanging on the beam, frowned and was about to take action.
The next second, Murong Heli's body stiffened and he dared not move.
"Yuer, this is not a joke, let go..."
Qi Yue let go of his neck and pretended to be surprised: "It's already been released."
Murong Heli's forehead bulged slightly, he let go of her waist and said in surrender: "Good Yue'er, you want to be a widow by destroying your husband?"
After the words were spoken, there was another gasp.
Qi Yue patted his handsome face and said contemptuously: "There are so many young men in my backyard, and I don't need someone like you, Prince Murong."
After saying that, he loosened his hand, pushed the person away again, and stood up and left the chaise longue.
Murong Heli turned sideways with a gloomy face and took a deep breath for a while, then stood up and chased the person into the inner room and hugged him from behind again.
It has only been more than two months, and this man is already half a head taller than Qi Yue.
His voice was full of grievance and pleading: "Yuer, can you please dismiss those people? Become my Crown Princess, and we will be together for the rest of our lives. I swear that when I ascend to the throne, you will be the only queen in my harem, and I will never take any concubines."
"Oh? Really?"
She turned and looked at him with a smile.
Murong Heli's face was filled with joy: "I swear, from now on, no matter what Yue'er wants, I will give it to her with both hands. If Yue'er tells me to go east, I will never go west, even if Yue'er wants the stars and the moon in the sky..."
"That doesn't have to be the case." Qi Yue interrupted him and said leisurely, "Why don't you just not be the emperor..."
The smile on his face froze: "Do you want the Li Kingdom to submit to Dayi?"
She pushed him away, stepped out of his arms, and stood with her arms crossed, saying, "What I mean is... you don't need to be the emperor anymore. Let me be the empress, and you can be my husband. How about that?"
Murong Heli was dumbfounded. He was speechless when he heard this unexpected answer.
"This... Yue'er... this..."
"What's this?" She poked his chest with her finger. "You hesitated. It seems that everything you said before was a lie."
"As expected, a man's words can deceive people."
Then she turned around and shook her hair, and all her black hair hit his chest and cheeks.
It didn't hurt, but it made Murong Heli panic.
"No, Yue'er, listen to me. If you really want me, I will give it to you with both hands. But after all, you are not a Li citizen, let alone a Li royal family. This is not legitimate..."
“That makes sense…”
Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next second, Qi Yue said, "Why don't you give the throne to your ninth brother and marry into Dayi as a princess?"
"This way, we can preserve the friendship between our two countries and prove your sincerity towards me. It's the best of both worlds."
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