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77. Chapter 77 I'm afraid that hooligans understand technology [1]

Although she also knew that her arrival would not change any of Yan Junqing's decisions, she still insisted on seeing him. Whether this huge chess game could be opened or not was in Yan Junqing's hands.

She - hopes he can help him, at least, don't stop her, never stop her...

Yan Junqing glanced at her with clear eyes, and after looking at her for a moment, he saw that she was indeed smiling, and indeed she was smiling reluctantly. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This woman, so domineering and domineering, showed a hint of vulnerability because she was worried about him...

...She was clearly afraid, and she couldn't hide her fear.

Those bright eyes turned uneasily. This was a side of her that she had never seen before. This woman... she personally gave God the throne, saw fear with her own eyes, and personally assisted her for half her life. But now, she is worried about her decision...

Why should she worry? No matter what the situation, no matter what decision she makes, he will always be on her side——

With this thought in her mind, Yan Junqing smiled softly at her, her smile moving and beautiful, "Your Majesty, are you worried?"

"..." She fixedly looked at his smile. Her eyes were not stunning, but deep and unpredictable. After a while, she nodded and said absently: "I'm worried, Jun Qing, I'm worried..."

So worried...

Worried that he will stand against me...

The whole world can be her enemy, only Yan Junqing...can't, can't - okay, Junqing, can you?

Then, she saw the elegant man with green bamboo slowly lifting up his clothes and kneeling on one knee. As he lowered his long eyelashes, three thousand silver threads slid down his shoulders, and the Milky Way in the hesitant starry sky spread before her eyes.

"Your Majesty, please do not worry." He said, "I will follow your Majesty until the end."

In an instant, Hua's heart is full of joy.

Ye Jiangxue's shoulders dropped, and her bright eyes were clear of any haze as she stared at Yan Junqing kneeling in front of her...

After a while, she stood up from the chair, walked to him, and helped him up in the most formal manner.

When Yan Junqing stood up and raised his eyes, the empress suddenly rushed into his arms and hugged his waist tightly with both hands. She seemed to be smiling and crying, "Jun Qing... Jun Qing... I only have you...

...Forever, there will only be you..."

The moment he heard these words, Yan Junqing closed his eyes, and the softest part of his heart surged with inexplicable pity.

"Jun Qing, don't let go." She raised her face, smiled sweetly and purely, and repeated what she said to him not long ago, "Don't let go, Jun Qing, even if you let me go, I won't let you go."

The pity in Yan Junqing's heart overflowed into the sea, hitting the wall of sighs of reason, time and time again - in the end, he slowly but firmly tightened his arms and held her in his world.

Ye Jiangxue's body trembled, and she buried her face in his chest, smelling the scent of bamboo leaves and sandalwood mixed with his body.

"So..." After hugging him for a long time, Ye Jiangxue's voice came from his arms, "Should we see the date now, getting married or something is still very important."

Yan Junqing, the most beautiful man in the world, twitched the corners of his lips, and with the most beautiful fingers in the world, he took out the most shameless woman in the world who was stroking his chest from his arms.

"Haha... Prime Minister, you still have breast muscles." She smiled silly.

"..." He moved his fingers, restraining himself from slapping her away.
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