Chapter 162: I Thought About It
Li Haoran frowned.
As soon as she saw him frown, she swallowed her saliva and forced herself to shut up, feeling like a crazy woman, and she always seemed to be unpleasant now.
Her eyes were clouded with water.
"Don't cry." It wasn't that he didn't see the mist in her eyes.
"Slaves should be damned!" Feng Yaxiang immediately kowtowed and knelt down, "Then the slave and maid will retreat first, and don't disturb Your Majesty." ”
She didn't wait for him to respond, and even got up and stepped back.
She wanted to cry.
Li Haoran caught up with her from behind.
She looked at Li Haoran who was blocking her with some surprise, "Is there anything else?" ”
Without saying a word, he picked her up......
"Majesty......" His actions made her look blush, "Majesty, what are you going to do?" ”
"Don't look like I'm going to sell you, we need to talk!" He lowered his head and looked at her meaningfully.
"陛xià...... You...... What do you call yourself...... Lonely ......" she looked at him with some fear.
He didn't answer her, picked her up and left the study, and went straight into his bedroom, ignoring the surprised expressions of the minions.
Can a harem woman enter the king's bedroom directly???
Miss Xiangxiang, is she a harem woman???
"What do you want to talk to me about?" As soon as he entered the huge dormitory, Feng Yaxiang hurriedly jumped out of his arms, more than a dozen steps away from him.
"What do you say?" He asked rhetorically.
Hearing his question, she was stunned, how did she know what they were going to talk about? She winked at him.
"Is it that I came directly to see your majesty without identity, and it is not in accordance with the rules?" She sighed, "I'm so sorry, there won't be a next time." ”
"There won't be a next time?" He frowned, sat down, and poured her a glass of wine.
"Your Majesty, things like pouring wine should let the palace maid serve you, after all, you are the monarch now." She took a sip of wine, then frowned slightly, "It's not good to drink too much." After the drunken man's throat, she said to him again.
"I know." He stared at her, but drank it all in one gulp, "We seem...... Rusty. ”
She thought for a while, not knowing where to start, so she shrugged her shoulders slightly, "You are the king, and I ......"
"Are you blaming me for not giving you a name?" Li Haoran looked at her unhappily
"Will His Majesty imprison me on some trumped-up charge?" She looked at him with her head sideways, she thought he was a little angry, but she didn't know why he was angry? From beginning to end, she didn't blame him, "Or did someone say something in front of His Majesty that shouldn't have been said?" ”
"No one, it's you who keep moving us apart."
Feng Yaxiang nodded, and then shook his head, looking at him inexplicably.
"What does that mean?"
"Is it me?"
"Isn't it deliberately distancing us by using honorific titles from beginning to end, and then calling ourselves slaves and maids?" Li Haoran's voice was cold and hard.
"It's not that we're far away, it's that we've always been far away." She wiped the tears that slid down her cheeks, "In the past, you were the prince, and I was a common person. Now that you are the monarch and I am still a common man, is this not far enough? ”
He glanced at her, "I originally wanted to marry you after settling down the world, but I didn't expect this stability to take so long." ”
"Really?" Feng Yaxiang raised her head and smiled at him, and then turned her gaze away