The return of the fierce wife mistakenly provokes the regent

Chapter 247 This Doesn't Conflict

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, pulled Shangyue to his side, pondered for a moment, stroked her hair, and asked softly, "Yue'er, how about I teach you more advanced martial arts?"

"Huh?" Shangyue looked at him in surprise, her beautiful eyes blinked, thinking she had heard wrong.

"You are right. Your own safety cannot be entirely in the hands of others. Only when you are strong enough can you not be afraid of any danger. Your own martial arts are excellent, but you have no internal strength. If you fight against a top expert, you will easily suffer. Minghua continued, speaking slowly.

"Do you really want to teach me yourself?" Shangyue looked at him with bright eyes. She always knew that Minghua's martial arts were profound and unpredictable. If he was willing to teach herself, she would naturally learn inner strength with half the effort. The joy on his face fell silent instantly, and he said with some apprehension: "But you are usually so busy..."

Minghua kissed her snow-white forehead, put his arms around her shoulders, and said warmly: "I'm busy, I can make time."

Shangyue looked up at him, "When will it start?"

"In a few days, it will be the autumn hunt. In the next few days, I will arrange the affairs of the court...let's wait until after the autumn hunt." Ming Hua pondered.

"Okay." Shangyue agreed happily, looked up at his clean and beautiful chin, and the corners of her curved lips, the color was born from the edge of the gallbladder, stood on tiptoe, grabbed his shoulders, leaned over, in front of him The corner of the lips was kissed.

After she kissed her, she wanted to retreat contentedly, but he raised his hand and hooked her waist, making it impossible for her to retreat. There was an elegant breath floating in her nose, and the next moment, her lips He held it in his lips.

He held her waist with one hand and the back of her head with the other, closed his eyes, and kissed deeply, as if he wanted to take her breath away.

After a while, Shangyue became out of breath. He probably had a drink at the banquet, and the mellow aroma of fine wine was on her lips. She was so dizzy from the kiss, and she didn't know whether it was because she was not smelled of alcohol, or because she was kissed.

The bedroom door suddenly rang.

Shangyue avoided his kiss reflexively, and buried her hot face into his arms.

Minghua smiled knowingly, hugged her, sat down at the table, and then said in a deep voice, "Come in."

Several maids filed in with food in their hands. After arranging the food without looking sideways, Ming Hua ordered them to leave.

Immediately there were only the two of them left in the bedroom.

Staring at Shangyue's red and swollen lips from his kiss, he rolled his throat, and then calmly served Shangyue with vegetables.

"You haven't eaten at night, so eat while it's hot."

"Yeah." Shangyue nodded, and wanted to get off his lap, but he put one hand around her waist, and didn't intend to let go.

"You're like this, how can I eat?" Shangyue gave him an annoyed look.

Minghua's heart skipped a beat when he saw her captivating eyes, and the hand on her waist tightened unconsciously.

"It's not a conflict." Minghua's voice was hoarse and deep, and it slowly blew past Shangyue's ears. She couldn't help but tremble, and when she turned her head to meet Minghua's dark eyes, her heart trembled.

Minghua turned away his eyes lightly, picked up the bowl on the table, picked up the food with chopsticks, and handed it to her lips.

Shangyue opened her mouth and took the food into her mouth.

The red and beautiful lips, holding the jade white chopsticks, the soul-stirring beauty made Minghua's throat move again.

(End of this chapter)