Chapter 434
Could it be that she was afraid that she would eat her?

Enduring the depression in his heart, the man urged her: "Come here, wife master..."

He raised a pair of hands as white as jade, waiting for her to help him.

Qing He was expressionless and motionless, but she raised her head and looked at the man in front of her seriously.

"Your Highness, be careful! This minister is not His Highness's wife."

She was resisting, he called her "wife master".

I don't want to help him either.

The man's face suddenly became pale, and he bit his lower lip fiercely, in great embarrassment.

She didn't even allow him to be called by a single name...

Is this satirizing him? It's just impoliteness between them?
But, he doesn't want to either!

She doesn't want to marry him, and she doesn't want to give him a title, what can he do?
He can only have sex without a matchmaker, and try his best to have an heir first.

"You are my wife-lord, you are my woman! We performed the ceremony of Duke Zhou, and you are my wife-lord!"

The man seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, he shouted at the top of his voice.

But Qing He still said sternly: "The only man I marry is A Sheng..."

Qing He had almost made her point clear, and her rejection couldn't have been more obvious.

She never thought of provoking this future emperor. She knew that this man was not simple. He was able to ascend the throne and become emperor in an era when women were in power, which showed that his mental means were beyond human reach.

Faced with such a difficult person, it was difficult for her to escape.

"Enough! Jiang Qing, I don't want to hear it!"

He is oppressing her with his status as prince.

In a rage, the man knocked over the medicine bowl, and the soup splashed all over the floor.

Of course he knew that this woman married another man, and he also knew that he had no name or distinction, but he didn't need her reminder.

The woman in Tsing Yi calmly lifted her robe, knelt down submissively and calmly to plead guilty.

"Even if Your Highness doesn't want to listen, I still want to say that I have no intentions for Your Highness. No matter what happened between you and me, it can't change the fact that I don't love you..."

"Jiang Qing! Shut up! Stop talking!"

Bu Peiyun lost his composure, he had never been so heartbroken.

Regardless of his own body, he pulled up the woman who was kneeling on the ground.

The woman's brows and eyes are indifferent but indifferent, but her posture is so low.

Qing He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the man. She kowtowed so sincerely that her forehead turned red even after kowtowing.

"Your Highness, let me go, I already have a husband!"

She had never begged him so humblely.

But now that she begged him so lowly, she just wanted him to let her go!

The man turned around to avoid Qing He's heavy gift.

She is his wife, so there is no need to show him such a great gift.

He couldn't see her being so low profile.

The man can't pull her, she has decided her meaning.

Bu Peiyun smiled sadly, the smile was extremely beautiful.

"Yeah, you have a husband... what am I? Do you hate people's outer rooms?"

The man smiled and laughed, and cried silently. The tears flowed from the corners of his eyes involuntarily. They were so beautiful and beautiful.

So what?
The woman in front of her couldn't see his beauty at all, and she didn't even care about him at all.

Thinking of this man, he seemed to go crazy, and kissed the woman's lips desperately.

It seems that only in this way can the other party remember him firmly.

Qing He felt that the man in front of him was crazy.

He dared to offend her like this when she was sober!

There is really no masculinity at all.

(End of this chapter)

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