Chapter 39: Dog

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Neither of them spoke for a long time, and finally Zheng Xiyao broke the silence.

"Your Majesty, how could you," she pointed to the window, "come in like this?"

Liu Siyan: "Uh..."

"I understand. Did your Majesty come to Duke Qing to discuss state affairs?" Zheng Xiyao showed rare consideration and took the initiative to find an excuse for the male protagonist.

"What do I do with this old man at night? Besides, we discuss state affairs in the palace." The male protagonist was completely unappreciative and refuted him directly.

Zheng Xiyao pursed her lips when she heard this, with a cold look on her face: "In that case, why is your Majesty crawling into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night? Could it be that His Majesty has a new hobby of crawling into a woman's boudoir in the middle of the night." Zheng Xiyao also did not save face for the male protagonist at all, and satirized her face to face.

"You are my woman, my wife, and your room is my room. I can come in wherever I want." The male protagonist is rarely messy, and he has a tough-talking and coquettish attitude.

Zheng Xiyao was speechless when faced with the straight male protagonist's speech. At this moment, his body suddenly rose into the air, and he immediately felt a solid and warm chest. Her body trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to push away, but was hugged tightly by the man.

She struggled, but when she saw the man's deep and dark eyes, her throat seemed to be stuck, and she could no longer say a word.

He stared at her without saying a word, just carried her to the bed

Those obsidian eyes, so beautiful that they eclipse everything in the world, are like stars.

These were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.

"When will you change your habit of walking barefoot? You are already weak, what should you do if you get sick?" The man's sudden nagging made Zheng Xiyao suddenly come back to her senses.

Zheng Xiyao was angry: "It's not your fault."

"Blame me?"

"Ah, it's not the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that His Majesty sent. You clearly know that I can't resist desserts." Zheng Xiyao curled her lips.

The male protagonist looked her up and down: "Yao'er, you didn't eat all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes delivered today, did you?"

Zheng Xiyao looked around with a guilty conscience.

The man smiled lowly and said: "No matter how much you like her, you can't be so unrestrained. It's not like she's gone." As he said this, the man rubbed her belly with his hand.

"snort!"

"So, Yao'er, are you happy today?"

"What?" Zheng Xiyao was surprised. The male protagonist suddenly asked her what she meant by being unhappy.

"Are you happy?" the male protagonist asked again persistently.

Zheng Xiyao was irritable and replied impatiently: "Happy, I'm happy to leave you. If His Majesty didn't come here like this, I would be happier."

The man's body suddenly stiffened, and the hand that was rubbing her belly stopped. Zheng Xiyao closed her eyes and did not open them.

She thought Liu Siyan must be angry. But she didn't want to ignore him either. Anyway, they will be tortured by him in the end. She needs to recuperate her energy now. She doesn't know how this guy will mess with her later.

After waiting for a long time, there was no response from the man. Zheng Xiyao opened her eyes and looked at the man, and found that the male protagonist was staring at her with doubts in his eyes.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Why are you unhappy?" The male protagonist stared at her intently. What worried her was that the man's gaze made her confused. Zheng Xiyao couldn't understand why the male protagonist was so crazy.

She automatically ignored the anxious gaze of the male protagonist and said perfunctorily: "I'm happy, very happy. Thank you, Your Majesty." She waved away the male protagonist's reaching hand and yawned: "It's getting so late, Your Majesty, please go back, we have to go up tomorrow." towards."

"No, I won't go back tonight."

"?"

"I can't sleep without you."

"No, Your Majesty, am I your pillow now? I can't sleep without holding you?"

"Well, that's true." The male protagonist admitted frankly.

Zheng Xiyao:......

I didn't expect that the male protagonist would be so difficult today.

Zheng Xiyao pointed at the weak opponent opposite: "Your Majesty, I have lost my memory now, so I can't accept sharing the bed with you. How about you just stay there for one night?"

That limp guy was about as good as a woman sleeping with her, but he was an eight-foot-tall man and probably couldn't even stretch his legs and feet.

Zheng Xiyao thought that the man would give up, but he agreed directly.

In the first half of the night, Zheng Xiyao was worried that the male protagonist would suddenly attack her, but later she found that everything was fine. In the second half of the night, I couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Zheng Xiyao was woken up by the sound outside the window.

The familiar embrace made her a little confused for a moment.

The handsome sleeping face of the man did not know what he was dreaming about. His brows were furrowed and there was a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows. It seemed that he had dreamed of something unpleasant that made him feel unhappy. His body was still trembling slightly. .

Zheng Xiyao unconsciously touched the hero's eyebrows and murmured: "What dream did you have that makes you so sad?"

The man seemed to feel something and suddenly grabbed her hand: "Don't go, don't go. Don't leave me, Yao'er."

Zheng Xiyao's heart tightened. It turns out that what bothered him was related to her.

"Zi Chen, wake up, wake up." Zheng Xiyao woke up the man who was still immersed in the nightmare.

The male protagonist slowly opened his eyes, and there was nothing but confusion in his eyes. Looking at Zheng Xiyao, her voice was hoarse: "Yao'er."

"Your Majesty, can you explain to me what's going on now? Why did you end up in my bed?"

Zheng Xiyao

"It's too cold at night, Yao'er." The man hugged her like a big dog and said softly, "Hold Yao'er and it will stop the cold."

Zheng Xiyao was stunned by the man's wet eyes. This was the first time she noticed that the male protagonist had such an expression.

"Your Majesty..."

"Woof woof" "Woof woof."

A barking dog interrupted her. Zheng Xiyao frowned, what's going on this morning? Who would be so bold as to let a dog disturb her at the door of her room?

When the male protagonist heard the voice, his eyes glowed golden, and he pulled her to stand up.

"What are you doing, Your Majesty?" Zheng Xiyao was puzzled.

"I have something good for you to see." The male protagonist smiled at her mysteriously.

Zheng Xiyao's body trembled. This is not her fault, the main reason is that every time the male protagonist says he wants to give her something, the gift is always hard to explain.

She has a psychological shadow now.

So she wasn't very interested. After tidying up, she was urged by the male protagonist to follow her to see the mysterious gift.

It turned out to be two round fat balls. The thick yellow-brown fur glows golden in the sun, and its head is shaped like a lion. The almond-shaped black eyes are like black pearls, and the thick short legs are running happily in the garden with the tail tilted upward and swaying.

These are two Chow Chows.

"This is it?" Zheng Xiyao asked.

The male protagonist waved and asked someone to bring the two dogs. The palace man led two dogs and placed them in front of them.

The two dogs seemed to like her and kept circling around her, pawing at her legs. She couldn't help but squat down and touch the dog's head. It was furry and had a very comfortable texture.

I can't help but have the illusion of Rua's own dog.

Speaking of which, those familiar little eyes and the way they liked to wag their tails at people looked so much like the two dogs she had raised when she was a child.

But those two dogs have been killed by the male protagonist.

Thinking of her former dog, Zheng Xiyao felt sad.

"What are they called?"

“Nuan Nuan and Yang Yang”

"Oh, it turns out your name is Nuan..." Zheng Xiyao's eyes widened and she looked at Liu Siyan in disbelief.

The hero nodded at her.

"Yao'er, you haven't recognized it yet?" The man chuckled.