The more Yinmang heard it, the more he felt something was wrong, but he always thought that things should not be what he thought.

With a bit of convincing himself, his eyes moved down again, looked at Su Wanrong for a while, and said to her patiently:

"Don't show off my character to me. When will I force you? If you don't want to be my woman, how could you show up in front of me in this way today?"

Halfway through this, Su Wanrong's eyes suddenly opened wide. As if she had heard some ridiculous absurd words, she stared at the man in front of her in disbelief, and without thinking, she blurted out: "When did I dress up for your sake?"

Yinmang's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"I was suddenly kidnapped here by your people and were worried all day long. How could I have the heart to dress up carefully? I don't like this outfit. The two palace maids just now wanted to force me to put on it, and they said that it was yours that you arranged it specifically, and it was not out of my original wish!"

After hearing this explanation, Yinmang felt a basin of cold water pouring down his head. He extinguished the enthusiasm he had just now, but he didn't feel cool. Instead, he seemed to be ignited by another fire. He stared at Su Wanrong opposite him, frowned, and a hint of haze appeared on his face.

He did instruct the people in the palace to take good care of Su Wanrong, but he never thought that this exquisite palace outfit was the one that the palace people took on their own initiative and served her to change it.

This was really beyond Yinmang's expectations, and even very different from what he imagined in his mind.

I always thought that Su Wanrong was dressed up as the current fairy, pretending to be thousands of miles away from others, and she had him in her heart. She did this so that she could not lose face, and was trying to please him and seduce him.

But the facts were completely contrary to his expectations, and he seemed to have made something wrong. He never thought that the girl he was going to marry treated him as if he was avoiding snakes and scorpions. The scenes of the two reunion were depicted in his mind, which were just wishful thinking that he thought he was self-righteous.

On the other hand, Su Wanrong felt a little relieved after saying what she said just now.

She felt that this dress was too explicit before and was unwilling to wear it. She even doubted the authenticity of the words of the two palace maids. If she had asked her to know in advance, she would be the current one, and she would never have changed into this palace outfit.

Just as I was thinking about this, I raised my eyes and saw the man standing opposite me, just a punch from her.

He stood with his backlight, his eyes seemed to appear a bit of a fierce look, and his thick eyebrows were furrowed. The burly man had a clear facial features. Coupled with his gloomy and difficult-to-distinguish look, it only made him look like a layer of fierce and fierce aura was lingering all over his body.

This look, from Su Wanrong's heart, she tightened slightly for no reason.

Su Wanrong lowered her eyes, subconsciously trying to avoid his gaze, and wanted to continue to take a few more steps back.

Unexpectedly, before she could make any subsequent moves, her wrist suddenly tightened. When she came to her senses, she was already being held hard by the big palm that stretched out, and her body rushed forward with the amazing force. Her feet were unstable, and her beauty let out a low "ah" sound, and then she fell into the man's arms.

The man's chest is strong and strong. The muscles under the dragon robe are slightly bulging. It is blowing all the wind and rain outside the border, and the battles on the battlefield are sharpened to create a hard drum.

Although there was a layer of bright yellow brocade, Su Wanrong hit her directly, and her forehead still felt aching.

"What did you just say, tell me again."

The man's voice seemed to have been deliberately lowered from his head. Su Wanrong raised her eyes and saw that the man's black eyes were staring at him without a moment. His face was expressionless, but his eyes seemed a little gloomy for some reason. His two thin lips were tightly tense, as sharp as a thin blade.

Su Wanrong slightly relieved her emotions. As he wished, she replied calmly and respectfully: "My daughter really dare not deceive him. Your Majesty's kindness is not blessed to be His Majesty's queen, nor is she able to be His Majesty's queen."

"What a virtuous and incompetent."

Yinmang stared at the woman in front of him who was not thinking about him at all. He pulled the corner of his lips and smiled a little strangely, "This is clearly an excuse you made up for not wanting to be my queen."

"Your Majesty is too worried. Your Majesty has a golden word. How dare I disobey my daughter? He is the daughter who is very blessed. Now he is the fiancée of the third prince of the previous dynasty. How can he bear the title of Jin Yuan title as the fiancée of the Jin Yuan? A country always has a kingly law, and his daughter is by no means the best candidate for Your Majesty Queen."

Su Wanrong's sentence was not wrong. It was because there was no etiquette in the end. In the eyes of the world, she was already the prince's concubine who had not yet passed away. How could she be the mother of a country under the name of a sinner's wife? If this matter was spread from the Ministry of Rites, the so-called loyal ministers in the court would have to object first.

However, after Su Wanrong said this, she saw that the face of the man opposite was silent. He looked at her, and it seemed that sparks could burst out from his ink-stained eyes at any time.

The man did not make a sound with a cold face, but the big hand that grabbed her became tighter and tighter. The sudden knuckles began to turn white slightly, and the man was so strong that he wanted to break her wrist bones.

Su Wanrong felt the pain, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, but she couldn't wait for her to say the first half of the word, and the man's voice had already been sent to her ears in a low voice.

The voice was calm, and every word seemed to be just saying something irrefutable, but it seemed low and depressing, as if it was a bit undetectable cold and hard.

"This is the country I have built, and no one can stop others from pointing fingers."

The lights jumping in the man's eyes. He lowered his head and looked at her. The flames in his eyes became more and more scorching, and there was a faint sense of danger that should not be underestimated.

"Don't say that you have not married Xue Yanzhi now. Anyone I like is a married woman, and that belongs to me. No matter who I oppose, for me, everything is decided by me. I am the kingly law of the world!"

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Huang Sang is affectionate: The world belongs to me, and I belong to you.

Queen Su rolled her eyes and slapped her disdainfully.

The answer to the prize-winning quiz the day before yesterday is a. Next chapter u1i Your Majesty will be angry~

I still have to marry you, but it will take a few days! I'll go and give you xxb memoji~

ps: Prize-related betting is for the time being only available on this site. There are also little babies in Penguin Bookstore who participated in guessing questions, but I don’t have the authority to the bookstore, so I can’t reward you. I can only give you a passionate Momoda compensation and compensation for you-3—(Who cares?)
Chapter completed!