The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 540
After hearing the words of love, his wife buried her face in his arms without saying anything, and still just hugged him.Her stature is much shorter than his, and she will be able to lean on his shoulders.At this moment, her face was against his heart, the top of her hair was rubbing against his chin, and her hands were wrapped around his waist, as if they were growing in his arms, unbreakable.

Even, she is wearing a black wedding dress at this time, which matches his black regular clothes very well, anyone who sees her will know at a glance that she is his pillow person.

This Qingxin Hall used to be empty, but because of her, it has a little vitality. Whether it was in the poor Dongxing Zuoxiang Mansion in the past, or the current palace of the Great Qin Emperor, with her or without her, he alone knows how warm and cold he is.

This self-knowledge of warmth and warmth made the Emperor Daqin speechless for a while, audible love words and silent cuddling... He seemed to prefer to be a mute, regardless of whether his name was Mo Wen or Jun Zhi.

But after being an emperor for a long time, a heart will no longer be pure and harmless. Even if his wife is so close, he is willing to hold her until the end of time, but he knows that the end of time will take too much time, and he never has such silly dreams.He knew very well that there must be a reason for her to be so close to him. If that demon monk had the ability to make her rely on him so deeply after talking with his wife, he should thank the demon monk.

Allowing her to hug her for a while, Emperor Daqin raised his hand along her back and stroked her hair, holding half of her cheek in his slightly rough palm and gently rubbing it, coaxing: "My dear, tell me what wronged you, I'm here."

He spoke calmly, with a deep and distant voice, not like the mountains in the distance, but like these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. The weight makes people feel chills on the back, but the waist can't help but straighten.

Bai Lijing clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves, raised her head and met his eyes——

The unforgettable long and narrow eyes reflect her shadow, only this is the same as when she was in Dongxing.

His face was strange yet familiar, the scars on his face from being scratched by her had faded away, and his whole face was more perfect than anyone she had ever seen, but it seemed so plausible that she couldn't see it clearly.

Bai Lijing stared at his slightly raised lips, just staring at these beautiful talking lips, she shrank her heart again and again, unable to show her heart to him, she only asked a question that she had wanted to ask for a long time : "When I was in the Turkic camp, did His Majesty save me at the risk of his own life?"

After she was rescued from the Turkic camp, she heard many rumors about the Western Qin's participation in the war. The poppy who was trampled by the Turkic barbarians became an excuse for the Western Qin to go to war.Murdering more than [-] captives, the tyranny of the Western Qin Emperor is well known in all nine states, and the depth of the crimes he committed will be recorded in the annals of history forever and will be spit on for thousands of years.

She originally thought that the violence had nothing to do with her, but that Xiqin and Dongxing's friendship became the introduction to her accidental rescue. After that, he was scolded for being cruel, and she captured the hearts of the people, but who would know that there was something else hidden in it?

She is as slow-witted as she is, afraid of the viciousness of Emperor Xiqin, never would have thought that one day she would fall into his hands—no, she fell into his hands early in the morning, more than she thought. morning.

Ever since she came back from seeing Shi Fanyin just now, she had so much to say, she wanted to tell someone that the life she didn't value so much was bought by another woman who sacrificed herself, disembowelled and bleeding into rivers, just for Keep the baby in your womb.

If what Shi Fanyin said was true, how should she repay this kindness?She would never see the woman who sacrificed her life to protect her in this life. Her life was the death of that woman. The family relationship that made her heartbroken gave her confusion and uneasiness.

She wanted to see Yan Ran, but Yan Ran was dead, leaving only the legendary mother and daughter buried together in the tomb, she even thought about going back to Dongxing to ask the woman on the phoenix seat, did she love her, 17 years of nurturing grace , also loved her, right?Even if she is asked to live and die for the real Prince Bailishi?But that woman is no longer alive.

She wanted to find someone to discuss and ask, and hoped that they could feel the same way, but looking around at the unfamiliar West Qin Palace and the majestic pavilions, even if there were so many so-called "old friends" and "relatives" here, Bo Yan would be fine. Whether it's Yuan Chu, Kitty Mao'er, General Bai Yue, Beijun Medicine King, which one can she speak unscrupulously?

She can't trust them, even if they are so-called blood relatives, even if they claim to live for her and die for her, let her have whatever she wants, but to her, they are just strangers, so strange that she has to think about every word repeatedly.

Even though the huge West Qin Imperial Palace is full of luxurious peonies and gentle begonias, it is still a foreign country to her.

only him.

her pillow.

Both familiar and unfamiliar.

Ridiculous, when she learned that the secret was shaky, she could only hug him, hugging him instinctively.Only he can remember everything from the past, remember her past name, if there is anyone in this huge Xiqin who can understand her pain, he is the only one.

At this moment, he woke up belatedly, only to realize that he is the king of a country, and he is not necessarily willing to listen to her nagging her begging anymore, so he can't be panicked.

He is her husband, but he is not her husband and husband alone. The only thing that is certain is - he is the father of the child in her womb, that's all.He will have many other children, just like the middle-aged emperor far away in the Dongxing Palace, with countless children under his knees, he forgot the false daughter who had already lived in the tomb...

Jun Zhi never expected that she would ask this question, and his long and narrow eyebrows tightened for a moment, but he didn't intend to hide it from her, his identity had already been revealed, and he didn't need to excuse himself or make excuses.

Gently pinching her slightly raised chin with two fingers, Jun Zhi lowered his head and kissed her lips. It was exactly the same as the kiss in the Turkic camp, but with more possessiveness and familiar intimacy. He then slightly bent his lips and denied: "No, my dear, you are wrong..."

Bai Lijing didn't blink, and he continued to say with a smile: "The only poppy I've ever watered with all my heart, how could it be considered a risk to find her intact? This is my duty."

He didn't hide or evade, and he didn't forget to tease his wife when he confessed, obviously he knew that he had appeared in her dream wearing a mask, and disturbed her several times to wake up in the middle of the night, and hugged him to confide in her nightmare.But who would have thought that in those nights, the people around and in the dream were actually the same?
Bai Lijing had nothing to say for a moment, but her eyes darkened a little bit. She was always extremely stupid in the eyes of Emperor Xiqin. At that time, what kind of mind did he have to see her stumbling and self-righteous?The more I think about the past, the more I feel out of breath, hehe, in whose eyes is she not self-righteous and stupid?Master, elder brother, Mulian, uncle, father, queen mother, will there still be He?

(End of this chapter)