The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chongqing really hated himself like this and worried about his gains and losses.

Rather than being tortured, it would be better to cut through the knot with a sharp knife. She came with this determination.

Li Jianming felt that she was a little strange today and asked warmly, "What's wrong? But is there something wrong with her body?"

Chongqing shook his head, walked to his case, stood still, and looked directly at him.

"Did you encounter some problem that you don't understand?"

Chongqing nodded, "What do you think of me?"

Although she had done a lot of mental preparation, when she actually asked, she felt that her throat was blocked by cotton, dry and astringent.

It was said in such a low voice, with an embarrassed trembling sound, that it seemed very humble.

Li Jianming's face was slightly condensed, he lowered his head and opened the book, and said easily, "What do you think? Are you talking about your learning ability? Although you are not talented enough, diligence can make up for your shortcomings. You are a good student."

The girl was thin-skinned, so Li Jianming didn't answer her question directly, but his evasive attitude was an answer.

Neither of us are stupid.

Chongqing didn't believe that he didn't understand what he was asking, but Li Jianming felt that Chongqing should retreat and give up the question.

She stood there, her hands trembling with excitement, but she couldn't say a word.

There was only the quiet sound of turning books in the room.

One person stood, one person did not raise his head, and they competed in silence.

Li Jianming couldn't stand it anymore, so he closed the book and asked, "Aren't you going to practice calligraphy today?"

As long as Chongqing nodded and went to write on his desk, all this would be over, as if nothing happened.

But Chongqing refused.

"Li Jianming, do you like me? Will you marry me as your wife?"

She looked at him stubbornly, not giving him a chance to escape.

One is one, two is two. Chongqing is not afraid that he will think she is shameless. She just wants to find out what he means.

"Why would you ask such a question?"

Li Jianming suddenly stood up, seemingly troubled and a bit panicked.

His reaction gave enough hints.

Some kind of sweet anticipation, like the morning dew being evaporated.

"Do you like me or not? The love between men and women."

She asked repeatedly, demanding an answer from him. The rain was pouring heavily outside the door, thick dark clouds were pressing over, the light was dim, the wind carried the moisture of the rain, and the chill crawled into the cracks of the bones.

"You, what are you thinking about! Go and practice calligraphy quickly. If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest."

"answer me."

Li Jianming looked at her and remained silent.

Chongqing didn't understand what his attitude was, and she was tired of guessing.

She thought this was a tacit understanding. Wasn't this what his ambiguous attitudes in the past meant?

Why, silence again.

"You don't like me, do you?" she asked instead.

"No."

"Is that because you like it?"

Li Jianming hated her asking, "What answer do you want?"

"You are my student, I, I am just entrusted by my queen."

"I don't know why you suddenly think about these messy things. If you still want to learn, just listen to me and practice calligraphy. If you insist on messing around and don't want to learn anymore, go back and rest."

"Is my question so difficult to answer?"

"You don't say you like it, nor do you say you don't like it. Do you just want to hang me up and coax me to come here for fun?"

"Chongqing! Do you know what you are talking about!"

"Did I say something wrong? Then tell me, what exactly do you think!"

It was raining heavily, and in the rain curtain, a woman held an umbrella and came slowly, holding a cloak in her arms.

Shui Po looked at the two people standing in a stalemate in the room, feeling vaguely excited. He took three steps at a time and then two steps into the eaves and closed his umbrella.

"That boy from Shugen is indeed right. You are wearing such thin clothes, so don't catch a cold."

Shui Po smiled brightly, shook out the cloak in her arms, wrapped it up gently for Chongqing, turned her fingers, and tied a beautiful bow.

After finishing this, Shui Bo slowly turned his head and talked to the other person in the room.

She stopped smiling, looked at the man in front of her coldly, and asked with some disgust, "Li Jianzheng?"

Li Jianming had never seen Shui Bo before and was unsure of her identity. He lowered his head and said, "Exactly."

"Tsk." (End of chapter)