Zhou Jian frowned: "So the implication is that you have difficulties?"

Her eyes averted, she fell silent, and did not answer.

Zhou Jian approached again and said in a magnetic voice: "I know you well. There is no way you are willing to marry Prince Qing. Before that, I also found out that the Shangguan family keeps a distance from Prince Qing's party."

"But now you are actually married, do you think I will believe it?"

A sad look appeared on Shangguan Wan'er's face: "That's not important anymore. Your Majesty is still the same Majesty, and I am already Princess Qing."

"Where is the human face now? The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. I only hope that Your Majesty will be well."

When Zhou Jian heard this, his eyes widened, and with a flash of sharpness like lightning, he said resolutely: "I hate stories about beauties suffering from fate! I don't understand why you refuse to believe me. Do you think I can't protect you?"

"As long as you tell your difficulties, I will definitely let you and the Shangguan family be safe and sound!"

"Isn't it just a marriage contract? I can intervene at any time and tear it up!"

Tears fell from the corners of Shangguan Wan'er's beautiful eyes. She felt very guilty. The emperor personally came to visit her, which was already a huge honor for her: "Yes, I'm sorry."

Hearing her aggrieved voice, Zhou Jian's heart seemed to be broken.

He strode up and hugged her.

This was the first time the two had close contact, and it was also the first time this talented woman on the rouge list embraced a man.

Her mind went blank, then her body trembled and she subconsciously resisted: "Your Majesty, don't do this!"

"Don't struggle!" Zhou Jian said in a serious voice, with a certain temperament that made her move stagnantly.

"It's fine if you don't say it, but I won't just watch you and Prince Qing get married. Even if I don't find a solution, at the last step, I will just go against the general trend and forcefully protect you!"

"Anyway, I'm not afraid of another infamy for robbing my younger siblings."

Shangguan Wan'er burst into tears and was completely moved. But the more this happened, the more guilty she felt. Her personality was completely different from Liu Rushi's.

If Liu Rushi were the case, she would probably say directly, "If someone bullies your woman, you don't care, but Shangguan Wan'er likes to keep it in her heart."

She pushed hard: "Your Majesty, you have crossed the line! Leave."

She accentuated her tone, hoping to make Zhou Jian retreat and stop causing trouble and harming herself.

But her unwillingness to say anything angered Zhou Jian. Instead of letting go, he picked her up and rushed inside: "So what if she crosses the line?"

"If you don't tell me today, I will never give up!"

Shangguan Wan'er's face changed slightly and she slapped him fiercely: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

"open!"

"Put me down! How can I behave like this?"

Bang!

Zhou Jian threw her directly on the soft couch, and her delicate body swayed.

Before Shangguan Wan'er had time to react, Zhou Jian had already pounced on her, perhaps because of anger, perhaps because of lust, or perhaps because he wanted her to let go of his grudge.

He kissed her, unceremoniously.

"Well..."

Shangguan Wan'er's pure red lips made a whimpering sound, her face was frightened, and she struggled hard.

But her fist was as weak as a small raindrop. Instead, Zhou Jian grabbed it and pressed it firmly on the soft couch.

"No, don't!"
Chapter completed!