Magical Cool Husband: Love Your Naughty Wife

Han Junrong never knew that someone would rather marry a commoner than enter the palace to be his concubine.

What she said aroused his interest, and he immediately sent someone to follow them to find out her identity.

Ming Xiaochen didn't know that what she said in the inn would change her life. If she knew that the result would be like this, she would definitely not say that.But until she died, she didn't know what was going on.

Han Junrong is the proud son of heaven, and he has always been a man who praises him more than others. How can he tolerate someone who despises him like this, let alone the other party is just a little girl.

She doesn't want to enter the palace as a concubine, right? Then he just wants to let her enter the palace, and to be his concubine.

After finding out Ming Xiaochen's identity, regardless of whether she has already married, he immediately issued an order to welcome her into the palace as a concubine. He wanted to see how she was different from other women.

Do you really not want to be his concubine?Is it just fishing for fame?

When Ming Xiaochen was happily waiting at home to become Tang Liefeng's bride, she never thought that disaster would come from the sky, and there was no room for her to refuse an imperial decree.

In order not to implicate her family and her fiancé, she had no choice but to enter the palace with hatred, and chose not to return on the night she was canonized as a concubine, in order to prove her sincerity to Tang Liefeng.

Thinking of the past, Han Junrong's eyes gradually became blurred. Looking at her comfortably curled up in his arms, he gently reached out and stroked her cheek. The tender skin made him unable to put it down.

He wanted to frustrate her, but before he knew it, his heart felt as if a corner had collapsed. In fact, they didn't have any grudges. Was it too cruel for him to treat her like this?

For the first time, there was a feeling of pity in Han Junrong's heart. He is a person who is good at plundering, he is the king, and everything in this world belongs to him.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with being so plundering. Seeing her so fragile that she would collapse in the wind, he couldn't help doubting his usual style.

"Uh... water... um..." A low and hoarse moan suddenly woke him up from his contemplation.

"What did you say?" He bowed his head to her lips with a soft voice that scared even himself.

"Water... woo... Thirsty..." A sob-like moan came along with the slight sound of crying.

"Oh, you want to drink water, just wait a moment, I will feed you."

Han Junrong picked her up and walked to the chair beside the table to sit down. He let her upper body lean against his arms, and his buttocks were careful not to touch anything.

He poured a cup of tea with one hand, then brought the edge of the cup close to her lips, letting her drink it slowly.

It seemed that she was really thirsty, and her parched lips sucked desperately as soon as they touched the water, like a starving baby.

"Cough...cough cough..." A weak cough sounded. It turned out that she had choked because she drank too fast, and she couldn't help coughing when she opened her mouth.

"Oh, why are you drinking so fast? You've choked on it." Gentle palms patted her back lightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief when she stopped coughing.

She seemed too weak and hadn't woken up yet. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her small mouth was slightly opened, and the tip of her tongue was licking her lips, as if she hadn't drunk enough water.