Type Month; My Fiancée is Political

There was a smile from the inside out on Bai Chu's pretty face, and Ying Yaoxue returned to the palace contentedly.

"What did you say? Is that man back?"

Looking at the maid at the door outside the Qinhuang Palace, Ying Yaoxue couldn't believe her ears.

"Yes, my subordinate saw His Majesty having lunch with that person at noon, and then he didn't come out from the afternoon to the evening."

Looking at Ying Yaoxue's ugly face, the maid spoke cautiously, for fear that she would be punished for saying a certain word wrong.

"You haven't come out since the afternoon?"

The neck was stiff like a clockwork rotted by rust. Looking at the Qinhuang Palace, which was lit up with dripping lights, Ying Yaoxue's heart was about to explode.

"I........."

Taking a deep breath, Ying Yaoxue tried her best to maintain her emotions.

but.

I'm sorry, Your Majesty, the concubine can't do it!

A certain string in his heart finally broke, his eyes were lifeless, and the hat on his head showed a chillier light under the moonlight and rain.

"As His Majesty's sword, as His Majesty's sword, I must protect His Majesty's virginity... Protect His Majesty's safety!"

Inwardly encouraging herself, Ying Yaoxue finally walked towards the gate of Qinhuang Palace.

There, she was greeted by...

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The rain outside the window was mixed with cold wind, pouring down on the entire Xianyang city.

Listening quietly to the sound of the rain falling on the tiles.In the Qinhuang Palace, Ying Ningwu was squinting slightly, and put her head on Yuanliuyuan's lap.

"Ning Wu, how long have you kept your hair?"

Without the use of utensils such as combs, for Yuanliuyuan, any tool will only desecrate the first emperor's hair that shines like a star.

The knuckles of both hands swept the three thousand blue silk, and he carefully helped his daughter-in-law to straighten her hair.

"About two hundred...

Probably many, many months. "

There was a rare pause in her tone, and after thinking for a while, Ying Ningwu changed her statement.

Well, she is an eighteen-year-old girl forever.

"Many months?"

With a smile that made the Empress a little shy, Yuan Liuyuan knew that the girl's age was a secret.

After all, the elder sister Zheng, who integrates human intelligence into the real country, has lived from Daqin to the modern age, if you really want to count her age...

That's forever eighteen.

Hmm...plus tens of thousands of months!

stare~~~~~

Looking at Yuanliuyuan with bad eyes, Ying Ningwu snorted softly in an inaudible voice.

This man, if she hadn't liked him, she would have bombarded him with rails.

Really, when she Ying Ningwu, the emperor of the ages, is easy to bully, isn't it?

Looking at the whole world and creating a new era, what can't the first emperor do?

Even if you want the moon in the sky, she can get it for you.

"By the way, Ningwu, I saw some broken washing machines outside the hall just now, what's the matter?"

As if suddenly remembered something, Yuan Liuyuan asked.

"........."

"It's nothing, the washing machine in the palace is broken. I'm going to repair it."

With a stern face, the air seemed to stop for a while, how could Ying Ningwu say that she had learned how to use the washing machine overnight.

And, I haven't learned yet!

"By the way, husband, I recently learned massage, let me give you a massage."

After deciding not to touch the washing machine again, Sister Zheng feels that she is not a god, even if she has some flaws, it shouldn't matter.

Sitting up, the unrestrained hair swept across Yuan Liuyuan's cheeks slightly. Following the scent of the Empress, she forced Yuan Liuyuan to lie down.

"Can you still massage?"

After being stunned for a while, Yuanliuyuan did not expect that the First Emperor would give him a massage by himself.

This is really, surprisingly.

"What's your look? Do you think I can't do it?"

Liu raised her eyebrows, and Ying Ningwu glanced at Yuan Liuyuan strangely.

The slender fingers rubbed slightly in the air, and the air flow at the fingertips was vaguely formed, as if as long as Yuanliuyuan said a word, she would hit him unceremoniously!

"How is that possible? There is no one else in this big world except you."

Lying down, Yuan Liuyuan glanced at Ying Ningwu, and then showed a serious look.

Well, in the face of his favorite political sister, the man said that he would like to be polite, and he would not have wanted it for a long time...

Chapter twenty-nine.

Inhale...inhale...

exhale... exhale...

The gradually expanding rain was like Ying Yaoxue's mood at this time, heavy and depressed.

Walking briskly through the long corridor, the feet are wet with rain and mud because the speed is so fast.

The bare feet and soles were uncomfortable, but at this moment, Ying Yaoxue had no time to care about this feeling.

Bad thing!Bad thing!

[Damn, I'm too careless. 】

I thought Yuanliuyuan didn't return on time, so Ying Yaoxue, who was very happy, was full of anger at this moment.

She only felt that the nasty man dared to "deceive her", and she was only worried about one thing now.

That is...... the safety of Emperor Qin Ying Zheng.

Well, although the two had already lived together before, Ying Yaoxue had subconsciously ignored that question.

In her eyes, nothing is more important than Miss Ying Zheng's virginity... sincerity!

Finally, under the girl's hurried pace, she came to the gate of the Qinhuang Palace.

The door that was clearly hidden was not closed, and even the soft light inside could be vaguely seen, but Ying Ningwu's hand that wanted to knock on the door stopped.

The expression changed several times, unwilling, angry, disappointed, appointed, sighed, and his face changed like a Peking Opera.

Finally, there was a hint of firmness in his eyes, and he took a deep breath, just when Ying Yaoxue wanted to use all his strength to open the door.

"Wait for a while, Ningwu, I'll make you a supper."

Although the first emperor's massage technique was not very good, Yuanliuyuan was already very satisfied.

It's as if some unconscious family squatted and told you that she would never eat snacks again, Shi Huangdi! ——Ying Ningwu! --robot! - Don't get emotional!

Such a wife actually helped Yuanliuyuan massage herself.Having a wife like this, what can a husband ask for?

After enjoying for a while, Yuanliuyuan sat up and wanted to make some supper for Ying Ningwu, and he was about to go to the imperial kitchen with Miss Ying Zheng.

And just as he opened the door, Ying Yaoxue, who was trying to knock on the door, suddenly broke in.

"His Majesty......."

The first time I saw Ying Ningwu's face, her body tensed, and then she forgot what she was going to do, and all of Ying Yaoxue's force was left behind.

Then......

"Yao Xue?"

After being stunned for a while, Yuan Liuyuan subconsciously took over the weak and boneless body of the personal maid.

The impression of Ying Yaoxue was very deep, Yuan Liuyuan did not expect that this girl would suddenly open the door and come in.

"you!"

After being stunned for a while, Ying Yaoxue finally realized that she was being taken advantage of by Yuanliuyuan again.

She stood up quickly, what she saw was Ying Ningwu's frosty eyes.

It reflects the light inside the house, which is in stark contrast to the rain outside.

[Sure enough, this scumbag made His Majesty angry! 】

There was nothing in her heart, and she understood Ying Ningwu's eyes as dissatisfaction with Yuanliuyuan, Ying Yaoxue nodded secretly, and then looked at Yuanliuyuan with an "affectionate" face, hoping that the other party could see her. I mean, quickly apologize to Sister Zheng.

But.......

【Why do you feel that His Majesty's eyes are colder? 】

Not understanding what Ying Ningwu meant, Ying Yaoxue only felt a layer of goose bumps on her body.

Turning her head to look at Ying Ningwu's increasingly ugly face, she didn't understand why she did not satisfy Sister Zheng.

"Well......"

The body is getting colder and colder. It is not the influence of the rain, but the chill that emerges from the depths of my heart.

For a moment, I felt that my body was about to be divided by murderous aura. In Ying Yaoxue's memory, it was really rare for Ying Ningwu to be so angry.

That kind of feeling was like slapped her in the air and rotated 360 degrees in the air, then rolled the gourd 720 degrees and then unscrewed her head.