"The cold wind has been blowing all night, would you like some hot tea?" she asked.
Feng Liye was a little surprised. The dead woman tonight had such a good attitude?
He walked to the chair and sat down, looked at her again, and then said, "Okay."
The hot tea in Qingge's room was prepared for her by Mu Yuan, and was slowly heated on a small charcoal stove.
Now the charcoal has gone out, but there is still residual warmth.
According to Mu Yuan's plan, Qing Ge should fall asleep at this time, so the charcoal stove must be extinguished.
Otherwise, the air in the room is not good, which will affect Qingge's health.
The tea poured out now is still warm and just right in your mouth.
Feng Liye stared at the small charcoal stove, and something flashed across her eyes: "Did you design it?"
"No, Mu Yuan made it himself." She doesn't need to design such a small thing. People of this era can make it as long as they are willing.
Feng Liye drank another glass, but this time, the taste seemed to have changed.
Somewhat astringent.
He held the empty cup and did not put it down. He looked at the small charcoal stove again and felt a little impetuous for no reason.
"He's very kind to you."
Qingge changed the subject: "Your Majesty, I want to protect you for one night, what are your requirements?"
Feng Liye's heart felt a little blocked.
Now, it seems that I can't even chat with her all day long, I have to talk about something serious.
Otherwise, he shouldn't come to her, right?
In fact, he didn't know what he was thinking. He had already divorced her and she was already someone else's wife.
What on earth was he thinking?
No, no feelings anymore?
No, you no longer feel the heartbeat?
He lowered his eyes and looked at the empty cup in his hand, completely hiding his thoughts.
"Leaving the day after tomorrow?"
"Yeah." As long as we are talking about business, there is no need to be tit-for-tat, so Qingge's attitude at this moment is still very good.
"I wonder how the prince thinks about what I told you last time?"
As for the fact that he had been following her behind her and protecting her secretly tonight, she said nothing.
Things with him are always tangled up, and when you can't keep sorting them out and it's still messy, it's better not to think about it at all.
She is a person who has served as the highest commander in the war department. If she is not rational enough, she is not qualified to hold this position.
"Your Majesty, if you want other certificates, maybe we can..."
"Are you getting married?" Feng Liye raised his eyebrows and looked at her indifferent face.
Qingge was a little helpless: "Master, do you like me?"
"I don't like it!" What is there to like about other people's wives?
He snorted coldly, disdainfully.
But Chu Qingge was not angry at all, it was the expected answer.
She said: "So, why do you want to get married to someone you don't like? Can't you make another agreement? If you marry me, you will be unfaithful when you go back, aren't you?"
Qingge didn't know what happened to those two Gu worms in his body.
But at least he hasn't forgotten anything about the past.
In this case, if you don’t like it, you just don’t like it, so there’s nothing to say.
She doesn't look forward to it anymore. Wouldn't it be nice to focus on her career?
There was a flash of darkness in her eyes. After the darkness, there was brightness again. Feng Liye did not miss it.
It's like, after the last bit of hope has been completely extinguished, the peace at this moment is actually a kind of giving up.
She gave up...
Suddenly, Feng Liye's big palm fell on the door of his heart, and his heart seemed to be ravaged by something!
But in just a moment, he actually tortured such a strong person, and his expression completely changed!
"Master?" Qingge frowned, what is he doing?
Feng Liye raised his eyes and looked at her, wanting to say it was okay.
However, the pain in my chest was more severe than the pain of tearing my flesh apart.
The moment he opened his mouth, his blood suddenly boiled.
Opening his mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed out...
