Han Ziyue couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Zaimeng is the daughter of the Snake God Xuyuan. She is also half a demon. She has devoured the souls of the ten gods, and her demon power and body shape have grown. Now she has After obtaining the demon pill, you have completely grown into a tall and graceful adult, and you are no longer the little majesty you used to be."
Sufeng nodded and said: "Oh...it turns out that Zaimeng is from the demon clan."
Later, Ye Zhenfeng and Han Ziyue recounted everything that Fu Heng and others had missed from beginning to end, and the misunderstanding was resolved.
That night, there was another celebration and carnival in the realm of life and death, with singing and dancing to celebrate the arrival of the more powerful Her Majesty the Queen.
At ten o'clock in the evening, in a secret place of night, the wisteria bouquet outside the palace hangs slightly along the vines. Zaimeng sits on the round window and looks out, thinking deeply.
Han Ziyue came to purify Zaimeng's Soul of the Ten Gods. She felt that the purification was very successful. There was not much demonic breath left in the Soul of the Ten Gods, and it would not take long before it could be completely purified. But for some reason, Her Majesty the Queen seemed a little unhappy.
She said: "Her Majesty the Queen seems to have something on her mind? Is she worried about the Soul of the Ten Gods?"
Zaimeng looked at her and said faintly: "Sister Ziyue, although I have ordered the national master to take away the Zi Gu from your body, I still feel guilty for you. Not only did you not blame me for stealing the soul of the ten gods, You are willing to put so much effort into purifying it for me, I really thank you!"
Han Ziyue smiled slightly and said, "You're not depressed just because of this, are you?"
Zaimeng said: "Actually, it has been some time since I came back, but during this time, I feel that the Imperial Master has deliberately alienated me and is not as good to me as before!"
Han Ziyue chuckled and said: "After all, you were still young before, and now that you have grown up, there are always differences between men and women. It is right for the national master to avoid it."
Zaimeng said shyly: "I like the imperial master, why not? Besides, he is my... child adoptive husband, why should I be so alienated. If that doesn't work, I will marry him as the emperor's husband, so that we can be honest and upright. Now that we are together, we no longer have to worry about others making irresponsible remarks!"
Han Ziyue pursed her lips and snickered, and said: "Although Her Majesty the Queen looks like an adult, she still talks like a child and talks nonsense. The so-called husband and wife must be in love with each other, even if they are queens Your Majesty, you can't act so arbitrarily, you need the Imperial Master to have that intention."
Zaimeng was startled and said in confusion: "Isn't it enough that I like the Imperial Master?"
Han Ziyue sat next to her, looked at her and said, "Does the Imperial Master like you, Your Majesty?"
Zaimeng lowered his head and shook his thumb, blinked his beautiful eyes, and said shyly: "Of course... I should like it."
Han Ziyue's purple eyes were still looking at her. Zaimeng couldn't help but blush, and pouted: "Okay, then how can we know the Imperial Master's intentions..."
She suddenly thought of something, grabbed Han Ziyue's hand, and said: "Sister Ziyue, aren't you and Young Master Ye in a relationship? You must be good at this, can you teach me? How can I know the master's mind? ?”
Han Ziyue was really helpless by her. She swung her feet gently outside the window and looked up at the bright moon hanging far away in the sky. The wind blew the fragrance of wisteria and the stars were dotted all around, which made people feel delusional.
She secretly wondered, when did she and Ye Zhenfeng develop feelings? Was it that time he gave himself a wisteria flower tassel hairpin? return
It was earlier...
She flicked the wisteria flowers hanging on the window lattice, her face flushed, and she smiled sweetly.
Zai Meng was puzzled and urged: "Sister Ziyue, you should speak quickly!"
Han Ziyue thought for a long time and felt that this was the most direct and simple way, so she turned to look at her and said: "Your Majesty, you can try this on him!"
Zaimeng blinked and saw Han Ziyue suddenly kissing her. Her lips were so soft, so soft and sweet... Zaimeng was stunned. He was obviously frightened and sat motionless. .
Han Ziyue gently kissed Zaimeng's lips, then looked at her and said seriously: "If you kiss the Imperial Master and he blushes and his heartbeat suddenly accelerates, it proves that he is interested in you. If not, it proves that there is no chance. ...Then you don’t have to force others to do anything.”
Zaimeng was suddenly enlightened, as if he had grasped the essence of something, and said with a smile: "It turns out it's so simple, I understand, thank you Sister Ziyue!"
After saying this, the noble Queen got up and ran to the Imperial Master for experiments.
Han Ziyue covered her mouth and chuckled, saying: "Alas... My Queen, I can only help you so far. Whether the Imperial Master has you in his heart depends on your fate."
"National Preceptor...National Preceptor..."
Zaimeng held up the hem of her skirt and came with the palace people in a hurry.
At this moment, Qi Songhui was sitting in the study room reading a book. Zaimeng took the book out of his hand and put it on the desk. Before Qi Songhui could react, he lowered his head and kissed Qi Songhui's lips without any hesitation.
The hand of the ice beauty national master who was holding the book was still in the air. His eyes were wide open and he was shocked. He felt that his lips were kissed by Her Majesty the Queen's soft lips. His eyes trembled slightly and his Adam's apple could not help but move up and down. Sliding for a moment, a thin blush hit her cheeks.
Looking sideways, he saw a group of palace people standing outside the door. They had been frightened by the two people's actions, and they all stood there dumbfounded and watched.
Before Qi Songhui could speak, Zai Meng's kiss had ended passionately. He walked around the table, trotted to his side, bent down and put his ear against his heart to listen.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
After listening for a while, he raised his head again, blinked his eyes, and carefully looked at Qi Songhui's reaction. He quickly looked away, and an inexplicable flush appeared on his ears.
Qi Songhui frowned and said: "Your Majesty the Queen, what on earth are you doing? Ahem..."
After saying that, he turned around and looked at the palace people standing outside the door, who were still stunned, with murderous eyes. Only then did the palace people realize their mistake and immediately turned around.
I don't know who it was, but he stretched out his feet and quietly closed the study door. Qi Songhui secretly thought in his heart, this group of people are more likely to fail than accomplish anything.
Zaimeng stood up, put one hand on the table and the other on the back of the chair, getting closer to Qi Songhui. She blinked her eyes and carefully observed the expression of the beautiful national master.
In fact, she didn't need to look any further. There was already a thin red color visible to the naked eye on the iceberg's face. This was the most natural reaction and could not be hidden.
She immediately said with joy: "Great, it turns out that the Imperial Master also likes me!"
Qi Songhui's eyes widened, obviously frightened, and he said: "Her Majesty the Queen, what are you doing? Why?"
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The dream said: "I want the Imperial Master to be my royal husband, but I don't know what you are thinking or whether you like me. So I asked Sister Ziyue to teach me how to read your mind. She said As long as you do this, if your face turns red and your heart beats faster, that means you like me!"
"Damn Han Ziyue! What did she teach you?" Qi Songhui gritted his teeth and whispered, with a really scary look on his face.
Zaimeng said inexplicably: "I kissed the Imperial Master, Imperial Master, your face turned red, and your heart beat very fast! Don't you like me?"
Qi Songhui looked at her and said angrily: "Your Majesty the Queen, why don't you learn from her good things and insist on learning these bad things from her? What else did she...teach you?"
Zaimeng looked at him with a pair of red eyes and shook his head cutely.
Qi Songhui's tone became slightly calmer and he said: "Ahem, besides, you rushed in so fast and so...so scary, anyone would be frightened to the point where their heart would beat wildly."
"Huh? Are you scared of me because your heart is beating so fast? Isn't it because you like me?" Zaimeng couldn't believe it. Did he make a mistake in some way? Why is it a little different from what was expected?
Qi Songhui nodded awkwardly.
She was puzzled and whispered: "But... Imperial Master, you have never been a timid person!"
Zaimeng reached out and touched her red lips, stared at him with her big eyes, tilted her head and said reluctantly: "But why are you blushing?"
Her Majesty the Queen's current appearance was so adorable that Qi Songhui didn't dare to look at her anymore. He immediately turned away and coughed a few times in embarrassment, saying: "Ahem... Anyway, it's not what Her Majesty the Queen thought."
Zaimeng said aggrievedly: "Don't you really like me? Or did I do something wrong? Why don't I kiss you again and let's try again? Maybe you will fall in love with me!"
Before Qi Songhui could speak, Zaimeng's soft lips kissed her forcefully again, and then they remained motionless in a stalemate.
This kiss was like facing a wall, which made Qi Songhui smile bitterly and thought to himself, is this also called a kiss?
Zaimeng frowned slightly, obviously she didn't feel any subtle feelings from this kiss.
Seeing her showing such a dull expression made Qi Songhui a little irritated. Wouldn't this prove that kissing him was no different from kissing a piece of wood?
In order to give Her Majesty the Queen a correct understanding of kissing him, he finally decided to set an example and demonstrate it himself so that Her Majesty the Queen would know what kissing was.
He stretched out his hand and hugged Zaimeng into his arms. His long light purple hair gently fell on her cheek. Their eyes met and they were very close to each other.
Zaimeng's eyes widened as she looked at Qi Songhui, who was getting closer and closer to her. She felt his hot breath on her cheek, which made her blush and her heart beat wildly.
Her eyes trembled slightly, and she thought to herself, what kind of wonderful feeling is this? Why is my heart beating so hard? Shouldn't it be the national master's heartbeat that's racing? Did I use the wrong method?
She was thinking half-heartedly in her mind, and she was so confused by his stare that she hurriedly said: "Gu...Guo Shi, what are you going to do?"
Qi Songhui's magnetic voice whispered in her ear: "I'm here to teach your majesty what kissing is."
