Chapter 777

As soon as the words fell, a warm and cool touch fell on her lips.

Zhiqin's eyes widened, and she quickly stretched out her hand to push him.

They had been separated for more than a year, and it had been a long time since they had such intimacy, and in the past, she was the one who took the initiative.

Yu Zilan was born with a cold heart and would not show his feelings too obviously, but Zhiqin knew that this man loved her.

After a long time, both of them gasped slightly.

Zhiqin's cheeks were blushing, her eyes dodged, "Don't think I'll tell you if you kiss me."

The corners of Yu Zilan's mouth hooked slightly, and a bit of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and then whispered next to her ear, "Xiaoqin'er, I miss you very much."

Hearing this intimate address, Zhiqin's eyes turned red again, and she opened her mouth to bite him on the shoulder.

"Lan, I miss you too, very much."

Yu Zilan lowered her eyes to look at her, and raised her hand to wipe away the drops of water from the corners of her eyes, "I know, after Qing'er comes back, I will propose marriage to Wen's mansion, and discuss with your brother on a good and auspicious day to marry you into the palace. This king is a veritable princess regent."

Zhiqin raised her head and kissed his chin, then whispered, "Lan, if Qing'er did something wrong, you must not be angry with her."

Hearing this, Yu Zilan frowned slightly, and said in a puzzled voice, "Did something wrong? Qing'er has never done anything to make me angry since she was a child. Tell me, for example, what is it?"

Hearing this familiar and soft tone, Zhiqin felt a little giddy for a moment.

She played with a lock of silver hair, and said in a sticky voice, "Like married someone or something."

"Well, what else?"

"Well...and she's not the real wife."

"Oh, there's more, Xiaoqin'er continued." There was a hint of danger in her tone.

"Hmm... like living in a palace or something."

Yuzilan narrowed her phoenix eyes, sank, and stroked Zhiqin's back with one hand, her expression was gloomy.

In the palace and not a regular wife, that means she is a concubine. The emperor of South Vietnam is now Rong Jiuge.

Zhiqin didn't notice any abnormalities at all, and was still immersed in someone's warm embrace.

She closed her eyes and smirked, "But Lan, don't worry, the emperor of Nanyue treats Qing'er very well, and their relationship has always been very good, and Qing'er is about to be sealed..." After that.

Like pouring beans, basically when he was about to finish a sentence, his voice stopped abruptly.

Zhiqin opened her eyes, her eyes slowly moved upwards, and after seeing her tightly pursed thin lips, she didn't dare to look any further.

The corners of her mouth kept twitching, and her eyelids twitched, only then did she realize that she had unknowingly been tricked by a beautiful man, and said everything she shouldn't have said.

Yu Zilan lowered her eyes to look at the little girl in her arms whose expression was constantly changing, and said lightly, "Is there any difference between you and her telling me this matter?"

"Lan, don't be angry."

"I am not angry."

"..." Zhiqin smiled awkwardly, obviously angry, okay?

"Does grandfather know about this?"

"Ding Guogong knows it. It was the imperial edict issued by the queen mother in the palace to let Qing'er enter the palace to participate in the draft."

Yu Zilan's eyes darkened, and a white light flashed in his mind, which was too fast for him to catch.

A deep and condensed voice reached Zhiqin's ears, "What else did Qing'er say?"

Zhiqin said truthfully, "She said... the little prince should not know about this matter, nor should he be allowed to go to South Vietnam."

(End of this chapter)

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