Supreme Empress: Husband, be reserved

Chapter 39
"Yeye, you'll spoil me like this." Even though she said that, Ji Chenqing's beaming expression seemed less modest than what she said.

Yi Tuye looked at Ji Chenqing's monstrous face, which was written with the expression of 'pet me quickly', smiled and said, "Really, but it's fine to be spoiled, so Chen Qing I will find that I am the best."

"Original little Yeye is the best." Ji Chenqing held Yi Tuye's arm and said with raised eyebrows.

"Are you ready?" Yi Tuye asked.

Ji Chenqing patted the brocade shirt, and then said, "That's fine, let's go home."

After a long time, He Yue'er was still spinning around in the hall of Yifu.

"I don't know if Ye'er brought Chen Qing back." He Yueer frowned, still worrying about her daughter's life.

In He Yue'er's heart, she reckoned that the two children would have their bridal chamber early, and if Chen Qing had a child, but refused to marry Tu Ye desperately, wouldn't it make people worry to death.

"This is the child's business, so we don't have to worry about it. Yue'er, I've been standing for so long, and it's getting late, so hurry up and get something to eat." Fu Lang carried it back and told him that the most important thing to worry about is your wife.

"But Ye'er hasn't come back yet, I have to wait for Ye'er to come back."

He Yue'er had a stubborn face, she just wanted to wait until Yi Tuye came back.

"Yue'er, why do you always care about that girl and not about being a wife?" Yi Xiangtong looked at He Yueer pitifully, with a bit of jealousy and childishness in his tone.

When He Yueer heard this, she was stunned, and then said, "Where, aren't you still here?"

Yi Xiangtong looked at his cute and silly husband, and couldn't tell why for a while.

"Yue'er, my heart hurts for my wife." Yi Xiangtong suddenly leaned into He Yueer's arms, clutching the position of his heart on his chest in deep grief.

Seeing Yi Xiangtong approaching suddenly, He Yueer froze, looked at Yi Xiangtong with a frown and asked, "What's wrong with you, what's wrong?"

"Silk……"

Yi Xiangtong breathed a sigh of relief, and inadvertently wrapped his arms around He Yueer's waist, resting his chin on He Yueer's shoulder.

"What's the matter, Tongtong?" He Yueer was a little flustered, and hurriedly hugged Yi Xiangtong, who was much taller than herself, and asked anxiously.

"Yue'er, I'm jealous for my wife, you know?" Yi Xiangtong pursed his lips, and a deep voice sounded, with one arm around He Yue'er's waist and the other on his shoulder, with a domineering look that made people sink.

He Yueer was taken aback for a moment, then her cheeks flushed.

"Tong, I didn't make you jealous..." He Yueer said in a low voice, her cute appearance was more youthful than the young boudoir man.

Yi Xiangtong saw He Yueer's absent-minded appearance, and a pair of phoenix eyes somewhat similar to Yi Tuye's were flickering with a dark light.

(End of this chapter)