While talking, she saw Mo Yunjing's chin with a stubble, and she immediately became interested. She reached out and gently stroked her, smiling sweetly, "Ajing, you have always taken care of yourself very cleanly, I actually forgot about you

It's the president who has a beard."

She just touched her, but she even came up and kissed her gently.

With An Xuetang's movements, Mo Yunjing's eyes became deeper and deeper, revealing a trace of bewitching charm.

"A Jing, I suddenly realized a problem. Can you shave?"

Only then did An Xuetang realize a problem: Didn’t men in ancient times not be able to shave?

She remembered that she had read Confucianism in the 21st century, and she still remembered the sentence she saw in the book: She was born and her parents and dared not hurt her!

Therefore, in ancient times, men and women could not trim their hair at will, and men could not shave their beards at will. However, she suddenly discovered that from the first time she saw Mo Yunjing, Mo Yunjing had always been this clean picture.

Looks like.

There were Feng Ming and others, and they were all beardless.

Mo Yunjing looked at her with a clear and clear look, "Why did Tangtang ask like this? Why can't I shave?"

“…”

An Xuetang blinked, "So, all the men here can shave at will?"

"Um."

“…”

An Xuetang was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that she almost forgot that the place she traveled through was just an ancient world in parallel with time and space, not a real ancient world.

Mo Yunjing suddenly grabbed her chin with one hand and asked again in a low and hoarse voice, "Why do you ask such a question?"

An Xuetang shook her head and smiled, "No... nothing."

Looking at her smile that could melt people's hearts, Mo Yunjing softly called out again, "Tangtang."

"Um?"

"You just said that you will not accept my verbal apology."

"Ah?" He suddenly changed the subject and An Xuetang didn't react for a while.

But Mo Yunjing stopped explaining. He suddenly picked her up, walked straight to the bed, and placed her on the bed. His magnetic voice gently said in her ear:

"Since Tangtang does not accept verbal apology, then he can only take action for his husband."

An Xuetang: “…”

Her big round eyes flashed, and before her head could turn around, Mo Yunjing had already taken action. He held her face, looked a little domineering and a little gentle, and grabbed her thin lips.

pry open her teeth...

***

At the same time, in a small courtyard in the deep palace, the emperor's face was extremely gloomy.

Liu, who was kneeling in front of him, kept shaking, with two lines of tears hanging on his face, looking so pitiful.

Liu's face itself is a weapon to capture the man's heart. With her expression at this moment, the emperor's anger disappeared a little.

"Emperor, the civilian girl has never deceived the emperor. Atang was born to the civilian girl. She had no intention of being bad. Today, she confronted the emperor in the hall. The civilian girl didn't know why she was like this."

Seeing her crying constantly, the emperor sighed, "Okay, get up."

"Emperor~"

"Okay, OK."

The emperor couldn't bear to see her crying, so he took the initiative to help her up, "I don't blame you, but you have to tell me the truth. Is this An Xuetang really yours?"

Liu pursed his lips, "Yes, Atang was indeed born to a young woman."

Although Liu wants to follow the emperor, she needs An Xuetang, so she naturally won't say everything she knows. An Xuetang is no longer her timid daughter.

But she couldn't tell anyone about this. First, she was afraid that others would not believe it, and second, she knew very well that her beauty needed An Xuetang to maintain it now.

The emperor did not believe at all that a woman who grew up in the countryside could have such courage.
Chapter completed!