Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Chapter 770 I only love you, this rose!
The harem is deep.

Because she loved him, she didn't feel it was a cage.

If it ever becomes a cage, she will never allow it to trap her.

The more Jun Feiliang listened, the more panicked he became.

He pulled her off her back and held her in his arms.

Looking into her eyes, he spoke each word with great earnestness, "I can promise that I will only love you forever.

You can't love old trees and crows, or thin horses in the west wind. You can only love me!
I don’t love red roses, white roses, yellow roses, or blue roses. I only love you, this rose!”

Xia Baozheng burst out laughing when she heard this.

"Your Majesty, are you speaking in a tongue twister?"

Jun Feiliang held her little face in one hand: "I'm not speaking in tongue twisters, I'm speaking the truth!"

Xia Baozheng nodded: "Okay, okay, I really mean it!"

"Don't be perfunctory, tell me you only love me, forever and ever!"

The man's eyes were burning, rolling with heat and eagerness.

Xia Baozheng's heart trembled at the scalding pain.

However, such sweet love words were like burning her lips, and she was unable to open her mouth.

I turned my tongue around half a circle, but couldn't come out with a complete sentence.

I could only nod vigorously: "Your Majesty is right! What your Majesty said is right!"

Jun Fei laughed coldly.

You don't want to say it, right? Wait until night time, and he will have plenty of ways to make her say it.

He pinched her little face and said fiercely: "Believe it or not, I'll let you talk about it for three days and three nights, huh?"

Xia Baozheng: "..."

He jumped off his knees, leaped three feet away, and then ran away.

As he ran, he said, "What can we do about the beautiful scenery? Who can enjoy the pleasure? With such a beautiful scenery, let's just enjoy it instead of nagging."

Beautiful scenery, but the weather...

Jun Feiliang looked at her standing on the path, her face as red as the peach blossoms, and her eyes and eyebrows raised a hint of a charming smile.

Wherever she is, there is beautiful scenery.

With her by my side, every moment is a good time. I lifted my feet and followed her up slowly.

At the top of the mountain, there is a small plum blossom temple.

Meihua Temple is not big, just a few rooms, where a nun and her two little disciples live.

The area outside Meihua Temple is full of dried flowers, hay and herbs drying in the sun.

The two young disciples were drying herbs. When they saw someone coming, they ran in to ask their master for help.

After a while, a white-haired, elegant and beautiful nun came out.

When he saw the emperor, his expression lit up with joy.

She quickly clasped her hands together and bowed, "This old nun greets the emperor. Long live the emperor!"

Jun Feiliang helped her up, "Don't be so polite, Master."

The nun smiled elegantly: "Etiquette cannot be abolished."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Xia Baozheng a few times, with a kind smile on his face.

Xia Baozheng quickly clasped her hands together in return.

Jun Feiliang said, "I haven't been here for a long time. Today I have some free time and would like to stay here for two days. Is it convenient?"

The nun smiled and said, "Of course it is convenient. The emperor's room has been kept here all along. It is cleaned every day and there is not a speck of dust. You can move in anytime."

"Thank you, Master!"

Jun Feiliang thanked you.

"Your Majesty, I am very happy to see you here. Please come in quickly."

The nun said this and led the two of them inside.

The hall is not big. There is a statue of Bodhisattva in the middle. There are no incense sticks, but flowers are placed all around.

They are all wild flowers picked from the mountains, but they are neatly trimmed and arranged in an orderly manner, which is very pleasing to the eyes and comfortable.

A strong floral scent.

Xia Baozheng kowtowed sincerely to the Bodhisattva above.

The nun led Jun Feiliang into the meditation room at the back, and the two talked while drinking tea.

Xia Baozheng had nothing to do, so she wandered around and accidentally walked into a Zen room.

Looking at the portrait hanging above, I was stunned for a moment.