Appreciation of clips of the tribulations in the lower realm of Antarctica (excerpted from the original text "Training the Monster Tyrant: The Arms Crazy Queen")
Seeing Mo Zihan smiling so happily even thinking about Tuoli, Nangong Jin was very happy for her, and at the same time, she felt deep envy of Tuoli in her heart.
"Jin, your hopes for me are also my hopes for you. Are you...happy?"
Thinking of Luo Yuling, Nangong Jin smiled bitterly. "There is no such thing as happiness or unhappiness. Political marriages have always been like this. Since I chose to restore the Nanyang Dynasty, I should accept everything I have to sacrifice as an emperor."
"But even emperors can find true love, right? Even though we can't be together, there are so many women in the world. Isn't there any one you can catch your eye with?"
As far as I know, there seems to be only one woman around you, Luo Yuling. Even she has countless husbands of her own, so why can’t you have other concubines for her? Find someone who truly loves you and can take good care of your life.
That's fine too.
You are an emperor, how can you live so lonely?"
"Love is a matter of two people. No matter how many people you find but don't love, isn't it just as lonely? Rather than like this, it would be better to just be clean."
"Jin, I have a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not."
"What can't be said between you and me?"
"Actually, I have been paying attention to you. I know you don't love Luo Yuling, but why do you go to sleep with her every night?"
"Cough..." Unexpectedly, Mo Zihan would ask such an intimate question. Nangong Jin couldn't help but cough and explained: "I am a man, and I always have needs in this regard."
"Your needs are so strong that you need them every night? When we were in the Chaoyang Dynasty, you were also a man. I have never seen you have such strong needs in this regard..."
"..." Nangong Jin was speechless and said after a while: "We didn't get married before, but now we are."
Mo Zihan looked at Nangong Jin strangely, making him feel chills running down his back.
"Han'er, why are you looking at me like this?"
Mo Zihan's eyes were half-closed and he asked: "Jin, you have become so thin now. Isn't it because of excessive sexual indulgence?"
There was a twinkle in Nangong Jin's eyes, and she hurriedly denied Mo Zihan's suspicion and said, "How could it be possible?! You stinky girl, don't make random guesses."
"Jin, what is that?"
Nangong Jin looked in the direction of Mo Zihan's finger, but suddenly felt a pain on the back of her hand.
Turning his eyes back in surprise, he saw that the back of his hand had been scratched by the dagger in Mo Zihan's hand, with traces of blood sticking out.
Before he could react, his hand had been lifted by Mo Zihan.
She put her hand to her lips and gently licked the blood oozing from the injured area with the tip of her tongue.
Nangong Jin was shocked and quickly pulled her hand away.
"Han'er, what are you doing?"
"The poisons in this world are basically not a problem for me. I want to see if you have been drugged." Mo Zihan frowned and said.
It's strange, her lips and tongue have always been very good at poisons, and she knows the low-level beauty potions in this world just by smelling them.
Just now, she scratched Nangong Jin while he wasn't paying attention, and had already tasted the blood in his body. What made her feel strange was that he was not poisoned or had any poison at all.
This made her even more puzzled. Original information from Mingtang said that Nangong Jin did not love Luo Yuling, and even mentioned her with a feeling of disgust.
Nangong Jin is not the kind of person who can hug and sleep with a woman he hates as if nothing happened.