The second girl Su Shiwen stood aside in a daze, feeling a strong sense of resentment and resentment.

Emperor Yuan of Jin protected Wan Jie'er so much, but why? She was obviously the only legitimate daughter who had not yet been married. Among the girls who were waiting to marry in the whole mansion, her origin was the most noble. Whether it was the emperor's favor, or the elegant and luxurious phoenix crown and golden robe, or, he was high above, and could look down at the former sisters with a pity and sympathy, he should have been hers.

However, at this moment, the person who should have taken away everything that should belong to her was Jess Wan, the folk girl whom she had looked down on from her bones and hated the most.

As for Su Wanrong, how could she not see it? There were not many people in the whole room who liked her. Even if there were one or two, they were now flattering her, but not her, but her name as the Queen.

When she returned to the door today, she was so happy that she was disturbed by this farce. So when the man said it was time to return to the palace, Su Wanrong nodded happily, turned around without looking back, and stepped out of the Nanyuan, the Taishi Mansion, which she never wanted to step closer in her life.

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The emperor's chariot is extremely spacious. Not only is it laid with soft seats, coffee tables, and various gold, silver and jadeware containing dried fruits. There are even hollowed-out red sandalwood peach stoves on both sides. The fragrance inside is very familiar, which is the kind that Su Wanrong smells asleep every night.

Su Wanrong put her hands on her knees and sat on the chariot in a regular manner. She raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite her.

Seeing him wrapping his hands around his chest, he leaned back on the wall of the car with relaxed expression. The man was tall, with long hands and long legs. His two strong thighs were open casually and stretched leisurely in the carriage, occupying half of the chariot. The only place left for Su Wanrong was left. Fortunately, she was petite and she couldn't use much place on both sides.

But... As the king of a country, this sitting posture is too unsanctified.

Su Wanrong frowned slightly.

However, her attention quickly moved from the man's unrestrained sitting position to his slightly closed eyes. His breathing was very stable, as if he was closing his eyes to rest.

Su Wanrong couldn't help but recall that just half an hour ago, the man suddenly appeared. Now, when he looked back, he felt that this man had pinched him over. What did this person say on purpose just now? Look at what scared the female relatives in Nanyuan... Su Wanrong bent her lips and felt a little funny inexplicably.

While distracted, a rustling sound suddenly came from the opposite side. Su Wanrong subconsciously raised her head, but saw the man who thought he was asleep, who had come over. A magnified face was approached at her unexpectedly, with eyes facing each other, and only half a finger wide distance was separated.

"Did I be born very beautiful?"

While breathing, the tip of the nose touched the tip of the nose, and the man's burning masculinity rushed towards her.

Su Wanrong's face turned red with a flash of rubbing, and she wanted to lower her head to avoid him in embarrassment, but the man's arm had already stretched over, and he put it around her waist, forcing her to press against her hard chest.

"What are you shy about? I know I am born beautiful, but why should I look at it secretly? Come on, I will show you openly and everything. If you get closer, you will look more carefully..."

The unshaved stubble on the man's face made Su Wanrong's cheeks hurt and painful. Behind her back was the wall of the car, and in front of her was the man's hard chest as hard as iron.

He also caught his wrist. Su Wanrong almost felt the man's warm breath gushing on her neck. She was really afraid that he would do something in the car. She shook her head and tried her best to dodge, panting and said hurriedly: "I don't want to see you...you, stay away from you..."

"I just saw you always staring at me, but I thought my face was good. Since you don't want to see, don't look at me, then don't move, let me take a look at you..."

Yinmang hugged the little girl in his arms, stared at her beautiful cheeks, and from time to time he would rub her thumb to rub her already hot face. The touch was like tender tofu soaked in water, and it was elastic and moist, as if you could twist out the juice if you add a little more force.

The man's eyes were dark and he stared at him for a while. Finally, he couldn't help but bow his head and laughed in her ear: "What are these little noses and small mouths? They really can hook my soul away..."

The man is rude and rude. Su Wanrong was so blushed by him that he could no longer watch. He bent his knees and kicked his legs and gritted his teeth and struggled hard, but the man pressed on him and couldn't move at all, and said, "My so Wanwan..."

After pausing for a while, Su Wanrong didn't listen to Yinmang's second half of the words. Subconsciously lifted her eyelids slightly, raised her eyes and met the man's eyes full of resentment and aggrieved eyes.

He asked, "Wanwan, when are you going to sleep with me?"

As the words fell, Su Wanrong's face turned red like a persimmon.

Thinking with your toes, you all know that what men say is not really sleeping. It is broad daylight, and all the time I think of this kind of thing in my mind. Su Wanrong thinks that this man is really shameless.

But the man looked like he was wronged, and his black eyes stared at her faintly, as if she really owe him something.

Su Wanrong looked at his expression and laughed in anger. She reminded coldly in a hard voice: "Your Majesty, don't forget it. The letter of appointment was set up by Your Majesty himself. It clearly stated that if I don't want it, Your Majesty, you can't force me."

The man asked again: "Then how can you be willing to sleep with me?"

Su Wanrong: "It depends on Your Majesty's performance. Of course, if Your Majesty wants to use a strong man, I will not be able to stop Your Majesty even if I am a woman. Your Majesty asks to do whatever he wants."

The little girl was using the trick of provoking. Yinmang's eyes remained faint after hearing this. He hummed and muttered in a low voice: "No matter what I do, you still don't want to do it. You always shook my face. You said I was untrustworthy. In my opinion, you are obviously the one who is used to cheating."

Su Wanrong was blocked by him so much that she couldn't speak. After a long time, she lowered her eyelids and said vaguely: "I never cheat. If you treat me well, I will naturally not always shook your face."

Yinmang was unhappy to listen to this.

He was not good to treat her? He just had to dig out his heart and put it in front of her. He was really an unfamiliar wolf. He held her shoulder and pushed it away a little, staring at her with wide eyes: "You should touch your conscience when you speak. I am not good to treat you. Will you allow you to go back to see your father today? If you are not good to treat you, you have already pressed you wherever you are. How can you still keep you all the time?"

Su Wanrong stopped talking.

Yinmang felt like he was hitting the cotton with one punch. To put it bluntly, the little girl just relied on her willingness to indulge her. Otherwise, how could she have done this? She didn't have to make a letter at all. As he wanted, she could not eat her up.

Yinmang was very angry, angry that he was not cruel enough. A big man was held in the palm of his hand all day long by a little girl. But he thought about what the little girl said just now, and thought about it carefully. He didn't know what he had figured out suddenly, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"You said just now that as long as I treat you well, you will follow me willingly. But you have to understand, in your heart, what should I do to you? Otherwise, wouldn't this half-year agreement be very unfair to me?"

What's the saying of treating her well is just a pretext for Su Wanrong to find a random excuse for her to mess with the man.

Whether she accepts him or not, whether she will be willing to do it. What she did with the man has done, but now she has nothing to do with her. She knew very well that no matter what happened in the past six months, she would leave once the deadline was over. She was destined to be unable to be with this man. That was a knot in her heart. She could not explain it to others, and even if she wanted to explain, she could not explain it.

But what the man said was reasonable and well-founded. Now she couldn't find any reason to refute this situation. But if she didn't say anything, it seemed that she was really cheating.

Su Wanrong pursed her lips and thought about it for about a cup of tea before she said ambiguously: "I have loved a gentleman like my father since I was a child. If Your Majesty can be like a gentleman, I will naturally change my attitude towards Your Majesty."

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Huang Sang snorted: Your father, three wives and four concubines, my harem is so big, so I am not gentle enough to raise you alone?

ps: Wanwan is actually just struggling with herself now. After counting on her fingers, Huang Sang will succeed soon...

Ah, please give me a monthly ticket, let me be a little bit ahead of the list...
Chapter completed!