She turned around and glanced at Feng Ruohen inexplicably. Why did this person always seem to be smiling when he spoke tonight? He saw through everything. Would she come here at this time if she could sleep?
"I told you, does it work?" After thinking about it, she played tricks on him.
Feng Ruohen smiled and replied, "Yes."
"Then you won't kill Sikong Yun?" He turned around in surprise, his face clearing up.
Unexpectedly, the person sitting upright said again, "It's best to arrange for Feng Yao to leave the palace, right?"
"No way?"
"Yes, but not now."
His voice is very light and hoarse, sounding like a promise, making it impossible for people to make too many demands.
After a moment of silence, Qin'er rolled her eyes and said, "Okay, I believe you."
Suddenly I felt that it was a good thing not to have to play tricks with this man.
Besides, she is no match for him. Since she is marrying him, she will believe in him wholeheartedly...
"Now you can marry me with peace of mind?" Watching the change in her eyes, Feng Ruohen pulled her around the table. No matter how surprised she was, he held her in his arms domineeringly, with a calm look on his face.
When you wake up, it always feels different.
Qin'er felt uncomfortable all over, and it was already late at night. She pushed him gently to get up, and looked outside from time to time. She was speechless, "Then it's settled... It's late, you... go to bed early, I
Going back..."
"Going back to where?" Holding her waist, Feng Ruohen rubbed his tall nose on her pink neck, and the delicate touch caused a burning sensation on her skin.
The person sitting on his lap was startled again. If he hadn't been holding him so immobile, he would have jumped up long ago.
"Of course you're going back to where I live, don't do this... someone will see you when they come."
He raised his head and saw Qin'er's face was red, and somehow he remembered the scene when she appeared in front of him again.
The seductive red gauze, snow-white skin, seductive eyes, alluring red lips...
But no matter how you look at her face, she still has the stubborn charm of He Lanqin'er when she was a child.
She didn't know that she could always shake him easily.
If there was no suspicion at first sight, there would be no follow-up to bringing a brothel girl back to the palace.
Others couldn't notice it at all, but he knew it himself, and there was a seed of expectation taking root and sprouting in his heart.