Murong Yuxiao asked: "You are so anxious to marry me?"
"Of course!" Ming Wuyou gritted his teeth and said, "You are so powerful, so handsome, and so unique in this world that I naturally want to mark you as mine."
"Let others dare not think or pry."
"I still want to give birth to your child! Regent, what do you mean?"
How could Murong Yu not like hearing this?
His eyes suddenly became dark, and his low voice revealed a trace of charm: "Seriously?"
"Fake."
Ming Wuyou rolled his eyes at him, "None of my words are true."
Murong Yu hugged her, smiled and buried his head in Ming Wuyou's neck.
The unique aura on his body seemed to cover up the originally smoked ambergris. It was warm and pleasant, and completely enveloped Ming Wuyou.
"Are you still angry?" Murong Yu hugged her tightly: "I'm angry that I didn't let someone send me the imperial decree granting marriage."
"What do you think?"
Ming Wuyou poked his waist with his finger and pushed him to sit on the round stool behind him.
And she stepped forward, sitting on his lap in a somewhat inelegant manner, and gently hugged his neck with her arms, "Why are you talking so randomly with the King of War?"
Murong Yu pursed his lips and looked at Ming Wuyou from head to toe: "Do you feel that your actions are very irregular?"
Still very dangerous.
His hands fell on Ming Wuyou's waist.
She wasn't actually very thin, but her waist was so thin that he could hold it with one hand.
"Ming Wuyou, why are you so brave, huh?" Murong Yu asked in a deep voice, using his palms to pull her closer to him, touching her waist and abdomen.
Ming Wuyou's heart suddenly jumped, "I - let go!"
Murong Yu smiled lightly: "Are you afraid?"
Ming Wuyou glared at him and struggled hard twice.
Murong Yu didn't hold on to her desperately, but Ming Wuyou jumped down and quickly hid far away.
Her face even turned a little unnaturally dark red, and she bit her lip and stopped talking.
Of course she wanted to marry him.
And his thoughts about her were also clear.
As early as a year ago, before the war king came back, he had already said that he wanted to marry her.
She thought it was a matter of course now, but she didn't want him to talk nonsense.
The King of War never asked her again.
What does this mean?
Isn't he willing to get married as soon as possible?
Because I don’t like her so urgently, so I don’t have to urgently keep her by my side?
This made her think wildly.
Murong Yu pondered for a moment, remembering the news he heard when he came in just now.
The Queen Mother came over.
Could it be that Ming Wuyou suddenly wanted to be the regent princess because he saw the Queen Mother?
In her previous life, Ming Wuyou spent most of her time at the Regent's Palace, and Murong Yu was not sure whether she knew what the Queen Mother was thinking about him.
If she is anxious because of this, then... she must be jealous.
Murong Yu felt a secret joy in his heart.
He took two steps forward and took Ming Wuyou's hand. He did not continue to tease her and said seriously: "I saw that you were unfamiliar with the King of War, so I said that I wanted you to get acquainted with the King of War."
"Huh?" Ming Wuyou looked at him with a complicated expression: "Let me get acquainted with the King of War?"
"Yes." Murong Yu pulled her to sit down at the table, "He is your father. Look at him like that. He is very upset that he has not been by your side to take care of you and fulfill his father's responsibilities all these years."
"He wants to make it up to you."
"But you are cold-tempered and do everything right. Even if the King of War wants to make up for it, he has no chance to do anything for you."
"If I say that, he will naturally ask you. If you go back and forth, there will always be more opportunities to get acquainted with you."
"..."
Ming Wuyou was silent, "You have a lot on your mind."
"Yes." Murong Yu nodded and chuckled: "My father has liked my brother since I was little, and has not looked down on other princes. I actually don't know what it feels like to be cared for by my father. I didn't before.
curious."
"But looking at the King of War and you now, I'm a little curious... a child without a father's care should have a different path than a child with a father's care, right?"
"I hope you can get that care from your father, and then tell me what it feels like."
Ming Wuyou looked at him with a complicated expression.
Her heart was like a drum, and Murong Yu's words were the drumsticks. When she beat them, they made a dull sound, and her head was buzzing.
It makes people very uncomfortable.
There is something that he has never gotten and is not curious about, but now he hopes to get it and share it with him.
He smiled obviously and said these words calmly, but it made Ming Wuyou feel extremely distressed.
"Actually, it doesn't matter to me." Ming Wuyou said seriously: "I have grandpa... and you take me into your heart, that's enough."
"How is it enough?"
Murong Yu's expression was more serious than Ming Wuyou's, "For a girl like you, even if everyone comes to pamper you, it's not enough for me."
"I want to give you all the good things in the world."
"In addition to what I can give myself, there is also what you deserve, all the good things."
Only in this way can he be reborn in vain.
Ming Wuyou listened and felt happiness overflowing from his heart, so sweet that he almost fainted.
A simple word "good" is no longer enough to describe the feeling Murong Yu gave her at this time.
She suddenly said: "Ayu, if you think about me like this, I would be willing to die for you——"
"Shut up." Murong Yu covered Ming Wuyou's lips and looked at her with a frown, "Why are you talking nonsense? I want you to live freely, proudly, do whatever you want, and be safe and happy."
He couldn't bear to let her suffer even a little bit of wind and rain, so how could he bear to put the word "death" on her body?
Ming Wuyou nodded vigorously, with stars in his eyes, "Okay."
"Sit down first." Murong Yu glanced outside and held her shoulders, "I have some trivial matters."
"good."
Ming Wuyou nodded obediently and watched Murong Yu go out.
Sure enough, Laifu came to report that there were ministers who wanted to discuss something.
Murong Yu ordered people to be brought in to discuss the performance evaluation of officials this spring.
Ming Wuyou listened for a while and realized that everything was under Murong Yu's control.
After he finished instructing the officials, he came to the inner hall again and asked, "Would you like something to eat?"
"I won't eat." Ming Wuyou shook his head, "I'm not hungry yet...have you finished approving the folds? Otherwise, I will accompany you?"
"Okay." Murong Yu said with a smile in his eyes, "Just like it was in Jiangzhou, come on."
He led Ming Wuyou outside.
Ming Wuyou sat beside the dragon table, helping him sort the memorials and handing him the imperial pen.
Some of the excerpts were indeed important, so Ming Wuyou put them in Murong Yu's hands.
But some of the pieces were just looking for trouble, so Ming Wuyou put them somewhere far away.
Court affairs are sometimes so complicated that they make people angry.
Therefore, when Murong Yu was correcting these memorials, the entire Qinzheng Hall was filled with anger and depression, and the servants who served him did not even dare to make a sound.
But today is completely different from usual.
It's so harmonious and beautiful.
It seemed that what Murong Yu was reviewing at this moment was not a memorial, but reading an interesting miscellaneous book with Ming Wuyou.
Laifu, who was waiting on the side, raised his head to peek from time to time, feeling infinite emotions in his heart.
He had been on duty at Qinzheng Hall for so long. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the regent could still be so gentle. This chapter has been completed!