Chapter 397: Why do you need to humiliate yourself?
But now there is only one person who can prevent Qiu Muche from vetoing it outright.
"You should know Qiu Muze's character better than I do. If he is asked to marry Xiao Ya rashly, he will definitely refuse. I will not intervene in this matter, but you can give Ya'er a message and ask her to go to her father. As for
She can only make up her own mind about what to do."
Xiao Hen's words couldn't be more clear. It's not that he doesn't want to get involved in this matter, but as long as he gets involved, bad things will happen. So before he becomes the emperor, it's best to let the emperor do this.
Qing Ning heard that Xiao Hen wanted to shirk the matter, but what he said was not necessarily the best way. The biggest boss of the Dayang Kingdom was still the emperor.
"I know what to do, I'm leaving." Qing Ning leaned slightly and walked out of Xiao Hen's study. She didn't ask him if he would go back to his room tonight, because he already knew the answer, so why bother?
You're bringing shame on yourself.
The candlelight flickered in the quiet pavilion, so quiet that only thin breathing could be heard.
Xiao Qiqi was lying on the table, dreaming lightly.
The boundless darkness was overwhelming, but the call of "Qiqi" was like a bright lamp, constantly illuminating Xiao Qiqi's heart.
She traveled through the darkness, just to find the man calling her name at the end.
The voice was getting closer and closer, and Xiao Qiqi seemed to feel his vague breathing, but she couldn't see his real face clearly. She could only follow his breath and taste, and feel for his cold lips in the dark night.
Hands, fear grew like sharp thorns in Xiao Qiqi's pores. If his pulse and heart were not beating continuously, Xiao Qiqi could not help but scream.
Standing on tiptoes, reaching out to touch him in the dark. Her fingertips lightly brushed across his eyebrows, his eyes, and his nose, resting on his thin lips. Xiao Qiqi could not imagine what kind of face that was.
, but her heart was beating fiercely, and she was extremely happy when she smelled his breath.
In the darkness, Xiao Qiqi raised her chin, preparing to touch his lips gently. A ray of light shot from the sky, just shining on Xiao Qiqi's face as she approached him.
Xiao Qiqi looked at the enlarged face in front of her, and was suddenly startled. She woke up from her dream with an "ah" sound.
Qiu Muze stopped writing on his fingertips, walked to her and gently held her in his arms, stretched out his hand to pat her back, and asked gently: "Are you having a nightmare?"
Xiao Qiqi's tightened hands were shaking violently, and the fine sweat on her forehead gradually gathered into beads of sweat, sliding down gently from her cheeks. Her pale face was full of frightened expressions, and her tearful eyes did not dare to blink, oh
Oh, the tears fell so easily.
"Would you like to bring you some lotus seed soup?" Qiu Muze saw Xiao Qiqi's frightened look, thinking that he must have had a nightmare. After gently pressing a kiss on her forehead, he went out...
....
Xiao Qiqi stretched out her arms and suddenly put her arms around Qiu Muze's waist, buried her head in his arms, hugged Qiu Muze tightly and said, "Don't leave."
The panic that suddenly surged into her heart made Xiao Qiqi scared. The man's gloomy face and eyes were full of cruelty, like a ghost that haunted the night, which made Xiao Qiqi's heart tremble violently.
Qiu Muze hugged her back tightly, and seeing how docile she was hiding in his arms, Qiu Muze felt a strong sense of happiness in his heart.