A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 676
"Wait...are you like this to everyone? I feel like I'm not your lover anymore, we're a different generation, right? Why are you coaxing me like a child?"

Gao Yanzong opened his long eyelashes with trembling hands, and his peach blossom eyes, which were neither funny nor sad, were filled with disbelief, and also seemed to be flattered.

The little girl smiled and said, "I don't like children, but I like you. You are my only man with a name and a substance. I am trying my best to coax you. Don't you like it?"

"I like it... it's just that this is ridiculous... you're almost turning me into a placenta."

"You got it first, and I want to reach the top, too."

As he spoke, Yuan Wuyou suddenly gathered all the cakes held by the hemp rope into his left hand, and used his right hand to pick up the cakes in his thin and soft palm.

She deftly opened the oil paper wrapping and placed the fragrant milk square cake inside to the man's mouth.

At this moment, Gao Yanzong's brown peach eyes were slightly drooped under his pair of long and dense eyelashes with each strand clearly defined, but there was only her face and her figure in his eyes.

But when she brought the white glutinous cake in her hand to the man's mouth, his soft and rosy lips naturally opened slightly, revealing a few neat and white teeth, and he took a light bite of the delicious cake.

The man's charming and affectionate eyes still looked at her lovingly.

One is considerate and doting on her husband, and is meticulous about details; the other is willing to take whatever he wants and accept everything. When it comes to love alone, the two of them are the most harmonious and suitable couple in the world.

Vixen may not be suitable for family life, but she is definitely suitable for passionate love.

After they had their fill, they did not rush back to the tavern. Instead, they took advantage of the rain to put away their umbrellas and strolled along the long street to digest their food.

Gao Yanzong happily asked the girl standing next to him, "Do we look like an ordinary couple?"

Yuan Wuyou didn't even turn his head, he raised his eyebrows proudly and snorted,

"Why should I look like that? It is what it is."

"So our recent breakup... does it still count?"

Hearing this, Yuan Wuyou turned around and stared at him with a serious look. "Don't talk about that when I'm at my most relaxed, okay? At this moment, I'm not Yuan Wuyou, not your eldest sister-in-law, you're just Ah Chong."

Gao Yanzong nodded in response, then changed the subject, wanting to ask sincerely: "Why are you so nice to me? Don't you think my coming here has delayed your work?"

"Now my main job is to coax my husband."

Looking at the girl's sincere face, Gao Yanzong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"You are really a tyrant. I feel guilty about that."

"We met when we were little. You didn't mind my poor, ugly and humble appearance at first..." The girl next to him suddenly stopped and looked at him intently.

"You are not shocked by praise or criticism, and you are not moved by poverty or wealth. Now you don't even know what I want to do, and you dare to accompany me to take risks. How can I bear to let you entrust yourself to the wrong person? How can I let you down?"

"You really are...repaying a favor, but I don't want to use force to repay a favor. I hope you won't be bound by any grudges or hatred. Being with me is like forcing you to repay a debt."

Hearing this, Yuan Wuyou's originally serious and cold face suddenly broke the ice and smiled.

"You are so considerate, always thinking about others. I like this most about you. You are pure and honest, and you can be coquettish and serious at the same time."

Gao Yanzong felt a little embarrassed by her words and gaze, so he looked away, "... Well, there's no need to say the last sentence, and we shouldn't talk on the street..."

Then Yuan Wuyou grabbed his hand again, holding the umbrella in one hand and holding his hand with the other, and strolled along the street.

Gao Yanzong saw the girl's eyes searching as if she was looking for something. After asking, he found out that she was looking for a clothing store to change his clothes.

"Why? I'm wearing these clothes fine, why do you suddenly want to change my clothes?"

"This material doesn't feel good on your skin. It hides your figure and beauty when you wear it."

The man frowned, "This isn't Hua Xu, why do you have such a bad temper?"

Yuan Wuyou smoothed the straps of the deerskin cape around his neck.
"No, I think your gray outfit today makes my male fox look like the Kitchen God. It's a good opportunity to find a ready-made clothing store to see if my husband is... a clothes hanger who looks charming in any outfit."

In fact, what Yuan Wuyou didn't say was that he was disgusted by the clothes and fabrics given to him by the Princess of Chen. She had to replace the things that others gave him.

"Don't take advantage of this opportunity."

"So what if I'm taking advantage of you?"

Her strong fingers, which were originally resting on the collar of his cloak, pinched his chin. Even though he was half a head taller than her, he was still lifted up by her fingers, and was forced to look into the eyes of the girl who raised her eyes proudly.

Yuan Wuyou is more like the one who looks down on others.

Gao Yanzong then curled the corners of his red lips slightly, bent over slightly, and rubbed his jaw against her palm, his peach blossom eyes filled with an affectionate and seductive smile.

"Then I'll obey you. After all, you are my wife. I have long regarded you as a family member. You are my only relative besides my fourth brother. I will be fucked by you for the rest of my life."

"...When you say that, I can't bear to touch you."

"We have to touch each other. I only have you and my fourth brother."

"..."

After entering the clothing shop, Yuan Wuyou kindly asked Gao Yanzong what color he liked. Gao Yanzong said he liked red, because he probably wouldn't be able to wear a wedding suit in this lifetime, so he would wear red every day as a groom.

Even so, Yuan Wuyou followed his advice and picked out red clothes for him. But most of those red clothes looked old-fashioned and complicated, and they looked very out of place on his handsome baby face.

After a big fight, the two of them reluctantly changed into pink clothes.

Thanks to Gao Yanzong's fair skin, which contrasted with the pink silk fabric, his handsome face looked even more handsome, with a tall and graceful figure, just like the person in the painting.

After changing the male fox into a pink wide-sleeved shirt, he walked out with his hands covering his half-exposed chest. Because the thin silk fabric was slightly transparent, his thin shoulders and waist were exposed. As soon as the man came out of the ready-made clothes shop on the street, he hugged his shoulders with his arms.

Yuan Wuyou saw his shoulders shivering, thinking he was cold, so he quickly unbuttoned his shirt, took off the crimson wide-sleeved coat he had just put on, and draped it over Gao Yanzong's shoulders.

She frowned slightly, "Are you cold? This fabric is really thin."

The man shook his head and put her coat over his own without hesitation, saying with a wry smile, "It's because the fabric is too transparent... I'm wearing my underwear and it feels like my skin is exposed."

At this point, Gao Yanzong was filled with righteous indignation, "I never thought that the Zhou people were conservative in their thinking, but their clothing and behavior were so unruly!"

Yuan Wuyou chuckled, "Who told you not to wear the crotch-covered shirt? But you look really good in Zhou men's clothes, which are completely different from the military uniform you usually wear."

Gao Yanzong looked aggrieved, "What's the difference? Do you just like me flirting like this?"

"No, you are like a beautiful camellia right now, which makes me want to protect you. Usually you are heroic and majestic, as if you can protect me."

"More than that. I can protect you. Also, I admit that I'm beautiful, but how am I delicate? I'm not a delicate, weak man like your mother."

Unexpectedly, he was quite stubborn in this regard. Although Yuan Wuyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he still responded, "Okay, okay, I used the wrong words, but you are not squeamish. I feel most at ease with Brother Chong around."

The man was now a little happier, and patted her shoulders, who were only wearing a short shirt.

"It's too thin for you to wear alone. Why don't you go back to the house and pick out another piece of clothing?"

"No need, I'll take you to the clinic first."

Gao Yanzong was stunned, and immediately looked her up and down nervously: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's you."

"What's wrong with me?"

Yuan Wuyou's eyebrows and eyes were narrowed.
"I'll buy you some ointment to reduce swelling and relieve pain. Why didn't you tell me you were injured? It's so swollen... it must be painful, right?"

When the man realized what she was talking about, the tips of his ears instantly turned red. "How...how did you know?"

Her eyes slid down from his face to his lower abdomen, then raised them again, her eyes tender and teasing, "I saw the water-shiny gauze when I was changing clothes just now, it's really transparent."

You can guess it just by following her gaze.

"..." Gao Yanzong pursed his lips and stared at her with his sparkling brown eyes, unable to say anything else.

Seeing that he was extremely embarrassed, Yuan Wuyou stopped teasing him, but took his hand and took him to find a clinic.

The man was no longer shy, but walked hand in hand with her openly, measuring the long road under their feet and the distant horizon in front of them.

Every moment with her, Gao Yanzong felt the rare sense of security in his life. In fact, it was not that she fell into the honey trap, but that he could not live without her.