The Tyrant's Beloved Empress

Chapter 114

An Changqing is very confident in Zhou Helan: "I can't say that Zhou Helan is among those few people."

Although Xiao Zhige felt that it was not impossible, but seeing him trusting Zhou Helan so much, he couldn't help but feel a little tasteful, and said in a low voice, "Well, why are you so sure? Believe him so much?"

An Changqing squinted at him, and said without a smile: "Of course I have to believe him, he is the prospective son-in-law of King Goose's mansion."

"..." Xiao Zhige (touching Mo) (touching Mo) nose, coughing lightly: "Zhou Helan is worthy of Xianyu. If he really can be named on the gold list, I will personally give them marriage."

An Changqing laughed: "The minister Xianyu thanked your majesty."

Xiao Zhige took his hand and walked toward the courtyard, and couldn't help but cling to his ear and said in a low voice, "Your sister is my sister. Why should the family say two things? If the King Goose really wants to thank you, it's better to take out some Sincerely..."

His voice was almost breathy, and his warm breath hit his skin, causing a small shudder. The two had been separated for a few days and had not been close for a long time. There were some ripples in An Changqing's heart, but then she thought that Xiao Zhige was left empty for a few days, and he really wanted to fulfill his mind, I am afraid it will be out of control. He turned his face to avoid his stubborn behavior, and said with a slanted look: "If this is the case, I won't thank you."

Xiao Zhige was not disappointed when he failed to get any benefits. After going back to the room with him to wash, they urged people to rest in bed early.

The floor was burned in the room, and the bedclothes for the two of them were not thick. Xiao Zhige encircled An Changqing in his arms like a child, clamped his legs and feet, and hugged him closely. Ears and temples are rubbed together. His Majesty the Emperor was alone for a few days. At this moment, he finally took the person into his arms and sighed uncomfortably.

An Changqing also feels very comfortable. A man is naturally hot, like a big stove in the winter, and his whole body is hot. Don't cover his hands and feet that are easy to get cold, there is no coldness at all.

It's just that both of them are young men. After a few days, they have the meaning of (gan gan) firewood. At first, An Changqing thought that she would just sleep in her arms and would never do anything else, but when Xiao Zhige struggled a few more times, she couldn't help abandoning her weapon and surrender and go to Wushan with him...

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One night (云yun) rain, and the next day it was still dark and he had to go to court, Xiao Zhige was full of spring breeze, and he personally twisted the hot veil and wiped An Changqing's face. An Changqing looked at his vigorous look and couldn't help feeling a little envious. He stretched out from between the bedding and kicked him: "Why are you not tired at all?"

(Dried gan) It was obvious that Xiao Zhige contributed more, but Xiao Zhige looked like a okay person, even more energetic. On the contrary, he is the one with little effort, his eyelids are fighting, and his body is sore and weak. This is also annoying.

Xiao Zhige kicked him, grabbed his feet and put on shoes for him. He smiled and said, "I practice martial arts every day, so naturally I am not tired. Why not follow me to practice martial arts in the future?"