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Chapter 549 Are you really not tempted?

Chu Qingge was a little emotional.

It turns out that I am really not repelled by this man as I imagined.

Unexpectedly, after going round and round, he was still by his side in the end.

At this moment, she actually felt a sense of peace of mind.

Not long ago, what I said to him ruthlessly flashed through my mind at this time - you can't make me feel at ease.

At that time, I didn't know how much it hurt his heart.

"What are you thinking about?" Feng Liye's deep voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.

The candlelight outside became weaker and weaker, and finally, the candlelight went out.

It was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

"If you are afraid, come over to me." He said, his voice still a little hoarse from the pain just now.

He was low-pitched and mute, and very bewildering.

Chu Qingge smiled: "Do you think I will be scared?"

Feng Liye's eyes darkened slightly.

This damn woman, can’t she show weakness once in a while?

But unexpectedly, she suddenly stood up and walked towards him.

Feng Liye's heartbeat inexplicably missed half a beat.

Chu Qingge walked to him and sat down next to him.

"you……"

"It's a bit cold." In late autumn, it was really cold in the middle of the night.

He is a big man, with muscles all over his body. He is used to severe cold and heat, and his reaction to the cold is somewhat slow.

As soon as Feng Liye raised her hand, she accidentally touched the back of her hand.

He subconsciously held it.

This little hand is actually really cold.

It turns out that it is already late autumn and winter is about to begin.

It seems to have been almost three months since she married herself, right?

He took off his robe and covered her with it.

"There's still more than an hour before the two-hour appointment you mentioned, so why not lie down and take a nap."

"Are you sure you won't do anything wrong to me after I fall asleep?" After saying this, she actually lay down.

Just rest on his lap.

Feng Liye was a little depressed at first. Is he the kind of person who takes advantage of others' danger?

However, she had already lied down, and the moment she felt her small head resting on her lap, all the shortness of breath disappeared in an instant.

I really like this feeling of letting her rely on me and protecting her.

He couldn't help but raise his hand, fell on her shoulder, and gently supported her.

Chu Qingge frowned, her body was lifted up by him, and she was actually pillowed in his arms, completely falling into his arms.

"I don't like..."

"Tomorrow, I wonder if I will still have the life to return to Chu Kingdom." Feng Liye's voice fell hoarsely, full of magnetism.

But it's so reassuring.

"Nan Qing will not let us leave easily," she said.

Chu Qingge's heart was shaken, and her thoughts of escaping from his arms were reduced by half.

"You feel it too?" Her Majesty the Queen of the Southern Jin Dynasty is definitely a person who appreciates talents.

However, if they cannot be used for her own benefit, then the two of them may not become her fierce rivals in the Southern Jin Dynasty in the future.

Nowadays, the Seven Kingdoms are in turmoil, and everyone is fighting openly and secretly.

Although the Chu State and the Southern Jin Dynasty have an alliance, who knows how long this superficial friendship can last?

Between countries, there are no permanent friends or enemies; there are only eternal interests.

If peace is in line with their own interests and development, then the Chu State and the Southern Jin Dynasty will be allies.

But if it is, the war will be more powerful for one's side, and such allies can become enemies at any time.

"She wants you to stay and help Chu Weiyun deal with Nanyang. In the future, you can fight for her."

Qingge wanted to raise her head to look at him, but in the end, she closed her eyes.

She asked indifferently: "If you stay, if Chu Weiyun ascends the throne in the future, you can also seize the power of Nanqing for her. At that time, one person will be less than ten thousand people. The prince...

...Are you really not moved?"


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