For a long time, Ling qianer was still immersed in her own thoughts and didn't respond to Gong Murong for a long time. There was silence in the bedroom. A maid came in and saluted the two, breaking the silence here, saying:

"King and queen, you can eat."

Ling qian'er stared angrily when she saw the maid call herself queen. Her eyes narrowed slightly at Gong Murong, raised her head and said to the maid:

"In the future, just call me Ling qianer. Don't call me a queen. No, I'm a queen. I'm not a queen. Do you understand?"

The palace maid was frightened by Ling qianer's tone and nodded slightly. Ling qianer didn't want to say more. She was very angry and "hum" to Gong Murong, and then walked in alone.

However, Gong Murong sat on the original chair with a happy face. God, is his qian'er flirting with him? He smiled happily at the palace maids around him:

"There's a reward. Go down first. If you eat, you can take the queen with you. Go down and prepare first."

The palace lady said respectfully:

"Yes, your majesty."

After the maid of honor left, Ling qianer sat on the bed and looked at the sky above the bedroom. She was at a loss. She didn't know how to go back. The lonely feeling on her face was obvious. Gong Murong saw her depression, walked over and said with a smile:

"Qian'er, what's the matter? It was fine just now. Why now...?"

Ling qianer is completely out of shape today, because she misses home, modern home, parents and his big brother. With a look of helplessness and hesitation, Gong Murong saw her mind and approached her and said:

"Qian'er, how about taking you out of the Palace this afternoon? Take you to a beautiful place, a place only Gu knows. How about going there to get some air?"

Ling qianer's mind is not on going out of the palace. She just wants to go back and leave this ghost place. She feels so strange and does not adapt to everything here. She likes modern life, with computers, mobile phones and her favorite treasure car, but there is nothing in ancient times, and there is inequality between men and women. She couldn't do anything if she wanted to. At the thought of these, she felt overwhelmed. She plunged into Gong Murong's arms and cried loudly with him in her arms:

"Woo..."

Gong Murong looked at Ling qianer's move. He was both excited and happy. Can this be called throwing in arms? The feeling of happiness can only be pressed in his heart, but he is more at a loss. He has never comforted girls and doesn't know how to comfort them. He kept patting her back with his hand and said:

"Qian'er, stop crying and tell Gu anything unhappy. Gu must be able to help you out."

The man in her arms did not respond and was still in her sad world. Ling qianer felt much better after a long time, so she pushed Gong Murong away and said with an embarrassed face:

"I'm sorry, that... I cried and soiled Your Dragon Robe. I made the Dragon Robe wet."

Hearing this, Gong Murong looked down, smiled and said:

"It's all right. As long as qian'er is willing, Gu's Dragon Robe is willing to be used as a wet cloth for you all your life. Whether it's Gu or this Dragon Robe, you are allowed to use it all your life."

Mother, what a naked confession! Ling qianer blushed instantly. She didn't know how to answer next. She could only silently thank him for his kindness to her, but she didn't want to owe him too much. She was tangled.

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