Hearing this, Murong Qianqian suddenly felt that what she said might have hurt Xuanyuan Yao's self-esteem, so she quickly returned to the topic, "Yao Yao~ Let's talk about changes. Take a closer look."

"Changed your hairstyle?"

"no."

"Are your teeth whiter?"

"no!"

"Are the nose hairs short?"

"No...no!" Murong Qianqian couldn't hold back her temper any longer. She stood up suddenly and was about to curse when did my nose hair grow?

But when I got up, I suddenly thought about being gentle, gentle.

Taking a deep breath, Murong Qianqian smiled sweetly and said: "Yao Yao, look at whether her curves are slimmer, whether her head is taller, and whether her legs are longer."

Xuanyuan Yao glanced at it lightly and forced himself to look calm, "Maybe."

Murong Qianqian came closer and said, "How is it possible? It's supposed to be that way~ Yaoyao, didn't you say you like tall people? What do you think of me looking like this today?"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yao raised the corners of his eyes and seemed to be smiling.

"Well, don't get me wrong, I don't like you." Murong Qianqian was stared at in horror, and she quickly explained: "I just think~ I think you are the emperor, Yaoyao.

Your opinions are the opinions of men all over the world, and I want to be the national goddess that men all over the world admire, so I cater to your tastes.

Don't look at me like that, maybe you have some bad thoughts about me. If you do, I naturally can't bear to refuse, so I can only accept it with embarrassment."

Xuanyuan Yao coughed twice and looked up and down, "I suddenly felt that I actually prefer shorter ones."

Murong Qianqian's feet went weak, and she held the table behind her and thought, sh|it, Yaoyao's taste has changed so quickly. Yesterday, she liked tall people, but now she actually likes short people.

Then he subconsciously took a look at her slender legs. This short guy could still wear high heels, but this tall guy could hardly let her amputate a section of her legs.

Woohoo~ It seems that this road of love is indeed full of thorns and thorns, but there is no rainbow without wind and rain. I will fight for love.

Murong Qianqian picked up a fruit knife, shook the sharp blade, turned her head, and said without tears: "Yao Yao, do you think it is better to be this high, or this high?" She gestured in mid-air.

The corners of Xuanyuan Yao's lips twitched slightly, and he coughed dryly, "Ahem~ Qianqian, I suddenly feel..."

Murong Qianqian had a stern look on her face and resolutely cut off: "Don't say anything, Yaoyao, I understand~" After saying that, he swung the fruit knife cleanly in mid-air.

With a "plop" sound, the blade suddenly pierced into a hard object, and red liquid instantly splashed all over his face.

Xuanyuan Yao wiped a handful of watermelon juice on his face, and when he glanced away, he saw Murong Qianqian stabbing the fruit knife into the watermelon, and Fuling suddenly squatted on the ground with a heart.

"Yao Yao, do you think this height is suitable?" she asked with a smile.

Xuanyuan Yao rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, "I think he may be a little shorter."

Murong Qianqian rose a little higher, "How about this? Yaoyao, do you think this is more appropriate?"

Xuanyuan Yao raised his big palm slightly, "A little higher."

Murong Qianqian maintained her crouching posture, "What do you think of Yaoyao? Is this height good?"

Xuanyuan Yao took a sip of tea, straightened his sleeves and robe, and said calmly: "This height is quite suitable, but please stand firmer. I will study it carefully and give you an answer."

sh|it, study you big head, study the eighteen generations of your ancestors!

But——, Murong Qianqian smiled extremely meekly and said: "Haha~ Okay, Yaoyao, you study slowly.

In fact, her "slowly" was just a polite way of saying it, but she didn't expect Xuanyuan Yao to really "slowly" get up, and it was ridiculously slow, too slow.

He looked left and right, up and down, drank cup after cup of tea, read book after book, and then most of an hour finally passed.

Murong Qianqian felt cramp-like pain in her legs, and beads of sweat on her forehead were bigger than beans, and drops fell from her cheeks into her collar.

"Yao Yao, you've been looking at it for so long~ What do you think of this height? Do you like it?"

Xuanyuan Yao took a sip of tea, raised his eyes and said casually: "I think I was wrong. In fact, liking someone has nothing to do with height!"

"What!" Murong Qianqian's feet were trembling, and her buttocks were bruised from the fall, "Then... Wuwu, Yaoyao, which one do you like, let me give it a try?"

The bright yellow python robe reflected the dazzling golden light. Xuanyuan Yao squinted his eyes and said, "I like those who can dance, preferably those who can dance to the heart's core."

Murong Qianqian's head made a loud bang, as if it was struck by thunder, and she wiped her tears and said, "How to hook me? Can I bring a machete?"

…

Thoughts slowly flowed, Xuanyuan Yao thought of Murong Qianqian's words and deeds, and suddenly wondered what kind of joke she would make after the high heels.

This woman is so cute that people don't know what to do, but her every frown and smile are vividly engraved in my heart, and my heart suddenly feels warm.

The night is getting dark, and the lights have been turned on in Haoxuan Hall.

In front of the desk.

Ye Chen, who looked puzzled, was waiting quietly in the palace. He saw Xuanyuan Yao couldn't help laughing, and was curious about what he was thinking, and he was able to laugh out loud.

In Ye Chen's memory, he had known Xuanyuan Yao for more than ten years. Although this man always had a slight smile on his face, his heart was really cold.

He is like a smiling man carved out of ice, with the most terrifying tenderness and indifference, but recently he has become very strange and seems to be melting little by little.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and an inexplicable expression appeared on his beautiful face like a witch. He knew it was her, the woman that no one could refuse to fall in love with.

"Your Majesty," Ye Chen arched his hands, breaking the silence in the palace, "I wonder how your Majesty plans to deal with today's matter?"

Xuanyuan Yao suppressed the smile in his eyes and raised his head, "Ye Chen, what do you think?"

Ye Chen was silent for a moment, and then said: "I thought that Nan Lingqi was very ambitious, and Xuan Ying had already begun to show signs of coming this time. I secretly found out that he had begun to plot secretly.

Moreover, it was Fusang who broke into the Haoxuan Palace today to assassinate the emperor. He must have wanted to use this woman to clear the way and leave the Xuanying group without a leader, so he took the opportunity to act."

The candlelight swayed slightly in the night, half of Xuanyuan Yao's handsome face was buried in the shadow, "Nan Lingqi, hehe~ Don't worry, he will resign on his own tomorrow.

As for Fusang, since he is willing to give up his love and keep this woman, I have no reason not to accept it. Anyway, the harem is so big, it would be good to have one more woman to join in the fun."
Chapter completed!