After making the oath, he helped Wu Yage up and said, "This is all right."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Ya Ge breathed a sigh of relief.
But he sneered in his heart: Die on Wuya Singer? Yes, you will definitely die in my hands, I swear!
She sat back down, and Xuanyuan Liuche began to say some disgusting words again.
"Later, I will confer you the title of Concubine Li in the name of the Great Saint. Originally, I wanted to confer you the title of Empress directly, but the power of Empress Zhang's family in the court cannot be underestimated, so I have to give you some grievances first.
Time, wait until..."
"No need!" Ya Ge was not interested in this at all.
When I interrupted him, I wanted to mock him.
I want to ask him: When you married Zhang Suhua, did you also say this to her?
But when the words came to his lips, they turned into expressing his position to him: "I am not interested in the position of queen, and I don't want to be a queen!"
Xuanyuan Liuche was a little embarrassed when his hot butt was pressed against the cold bench, but he still smiled and said: "I just like your uncontested temperament. Alas~"
As he spoke, he sighed again.
Then he changed the topic and said: "Originally, I thought that if you became my woman, if you were lucky enough to give birth to my son, I would make him the prince..."
"Your Majesty," Yage shouted loudly.
She remembered what Xuanyuan Yongling said before.
Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Yongling was right.
This emperor would do anything to occupy the throne.
Then she hurt Xuanyuan Yongling and sacrificed herself to help this foolish king, would she have done something wrong?
What if he breaks his oath?
Hum, if you break your oath, I will definitely die with you!
Soon, Wu Yage adjusted himself and said resolutely: "Don't forget the oath you just made, and you will never abolish it!"
"Okay, okay, I remember, this is not just talk!"
After a long time, Wu Yage thought that this was a century.
Xuanyuan Liuche felt sleepy and asked Ya Ge to wait on him before going to bed before letting her go.
Song of Songs walked out of the Hall of Wende in exhaustion.
As he walked, he wiped his hands vigorously where the old thing had touched him just now.