Chapter 302: It's just the price for me to block a knife for you
Qi Xuanzuo put away his joking smile and sat up straight, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."
Daqing, what you just said about promoting love and love is all nonsense?
He is indeed the emperor.
Jiang Yuan's eyes were filled with a sarcastic smile, but for some reason, he felt a little disappointed in his heart.
"I'm not sure how I feel about you now...but..."
Qi Xuan pulled Jiang Yuan closer, took her hand, and pressed it on his heart, "Here... I feel you are very warm, so..."
I want to keep this warmth.
He is an emperor, and since he ascended the throne, all his emotions and thoughts have been stored away.
He can't tell the truth to others.
He must guard against everyone.
But Bei Yue was different... Bei Yue was the one who loved him dearly, but on the other hand, she was the princess of a hostile country.
He had to guard against it.
In the past, Bei Yue might have loved him dearly, but now, she keeps pushing him away.
The body touched by the palm of his hand was ice cold, and even the hand holding her wrist was ice cold.
He wasn't like this before...
"Why...are you like this? Your body is always very cold no matter what time it is?"
She didn't want to ask, but for a moment, she was disturbed by the loneliness in his eyes, and in a hurry, she had to say something casually.
But this sentence was something she had been curious about for a long time.
Does it look like a disease? Or a poison?
"Cold syndrome." Qi Xuanzuo said without hesitation. Suddenly, there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "Speaking of which, do I still need to ask for your blessing?"
"Thanks to me?" Jiang Yuan frowned, she didn't poison him or anything?
"Back then, you had people knock me out and take me away. I was injured on the way, but I wanted to go back to find you. The illness kept dragging on... Later, I was cured, and this symptom was left behind."
Jiang Yuan shrank her hand, then put it calmly on his chest, and smiled, "Just take it as the price for me to block the knife for you."
"Ha." Qi Xuan raised the corners of his lips, but there was no curvature, "Before, you chased me, but now...it's my turn."
Rejection is nothing, chasing after you is the last word.