The Little Princess in the Palace (37)

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  Unfortunately, she quickly withdrew her hand.

  The delicate hand that had just stroked his hair was now pushing it away.

  "Okay, go away." The little hand against his chest exerted a little force.

  Qi Guanyao cooperated and stepped back a few inches, but he said, "It's not enough..."

  His raised lips were close to her ear, almost caressing it as he spoke. The first few words were so low that they were inaudible, "**...listen to me."

  "Do you agree?"

  Ruan Ruan suspected that she had heard it wrongly. He actually...

  This is outside!!
  Her ears couldn't help but turn red again, and the heat behind her neck and ears gradually increased.

  Ruan Ruan answered him vaguely, thinking about getting the person away first.

  Qi Guanyao was satisfied and didn't care whether what she said was true or not. After all, he had promised it and he could always help her realize it.

  Ruan Ruan urged him to handle official business again, and then took Yunzhu into the bedroom, and Yuehe followed silently.

  Behind them, Qi Guanyao looked at the two people standing close to each other and found it very annoying.

  Only when Ruan Ruan had her back to him did he dare to blatantly reveal the dark possessiveness in his eyes.

  It seems to be covered with haze.

  Thinking of her promise, the darkness in his eyes faded a little.

  Tonight, he must...

  Do whatever you want.

  Inside the bedroom, Yunzhu and Ruan Ruan each talked about their experiences over the past few days.

  Yue He was still the same as before when she was a secret guard, staying quietly by the side when she was not needed.

  I listened to every word I should have listened to.

  "Miss," Yun Zhu asked tentatively, "Did His Majesty say when he would give you a title?"

  "Are you sure that His Majesty is sincere to you? I still remember everything he did to you before, and he still hasn't given you a name... Will he continue to hurt you in the future?"

  When she mentioned the previous incident, Ruan Ruan didn't get angry, but just said calmly, "He mentioned it, and I refused."

  His face had a gentle expression, and nothing else could be seen.

  The words Yunzhu was about to say were suddenly choked in her throat.

  She paused and quickly changed the subject, "I don't understand."

  Ruan Ruan didn't want to say more about this matter. "Nothing, it's just that I don't want to get married yet."  

  Having said that, Ruan Ruan suddenly lost interest in continuing the conversation.


  Yunzhu stopped talking consciously.

  ...

  The hot spring was filled with smoke, and the rising mist floated on the water.

  Blurred vision.

  Ruan Ruan leaned comfortably against the pool wall, feeling the warm water soaking every inch of her skin and relieving her soreness.

  She closed her eyes and enjoyed it.

  A pair of footsteps, neither light nor heavy, slowly approached. Ruan Ruan opened her eyes and watched him come over to test the water temperature.

  Several fingers were stained with water, and he shook them gently. The water drops rolled down his long white fingers and disappeared on the water surface.

  "Are you ready?"

  ...

  "etc!"

  "Didn't you promise... to listen to me?"

  Ruan Ruan said something again.

  I wanted to stop him, but as I spoke I felt really aggrieved.

  "Okay, I won't force you."

  ...

  ...

  After a while, Qi Guanyao wrapped his big palm around Ruan Ruan's wrist where the braided bracelet was worn.

  "The bracelet is all wet, do you want to take it off?"

  ...

  ——Please read the review——

  After deleting some content, I only added "Ruan Ruan said something again." - to make it read a little more coherent.

  And the last two lines about the bracelet. - Although it was deleted, this plot is to show that the male protagonist is particularly concerned about her wearing gifts given by others all the time, he is jealous, etc. It was wet because the female protagonist took a bath.

  No other words were added.

  (End of this chapter)

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