Feng Qingyan's brows furrowed even deeper, with a hint of annoyance on his face, "It's really a thief." ”

She didn't like the feeling that her life was being controlled by someone else.

Yeyun smiled deeply, and didn't think there was anything wrong with her insulting the emperor like this.

He stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit down on the stone bench, then raised his hand and gently touched her eyebrows, coaxing gently, "Yan'er doesn't look as good when she is angry. ”

Feng Qingyan glanced at him a little stunned, and did not stop his movements, she could see that the concern in his eyes was not pretended.

"Don't worry, everything has a husband." What he said was as gentle as water, and his picturesque eyebrows were full of spoiling, and ordinary women were afraid that they would fall directly when they saw it.

Feng Qingyan felt that this demon was too good at seducing.

"Anyway, you're not going to do something to the prince?" She blinked, with an expression you understand.

"What do you want, madame?" Ye Yunshen didn't answer the rhetorical question, glanced at her, and the corners of his lips hooked a sneer, "He is not worthy of letting this king do it." ”

Su Moxian's jumping clown is not enough to get into his eyes, and he is usually a casual person, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

As long as he's not always pretending to be in front of him, he can completely ignore that self-righteous guy.

Besides, he had already warned Su Moxian once last time when he was in the cottage, and he wanted to come to the next day to settle down.

Feng Qingyan: "......"

Well, that's the world of the big guys.

She originally wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

"But ......" Ye Yunshen then changed his words and looked at her with a smile, "If the lady doesn't like him, the husband can help you solve it, a small prince's position, and another person will sit in the same position." ”

"You want to go?" Feng Qingyan raised his eyebrows slightly.

With Ye Yunshen's strength, if he wanted to be the emperor, he might not have the Nanyue Emperor and Su Moxian at all.

"If Yan'er wants to be the queen, the person who accompanies you can only be this king." He pulled her arm and pulled her all over.

Feng Qingyan fell into his arms, and Ye Yunshen leaned over to her, and her appearance was reflected in a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes.

The corners of his lips lightly hooked a wicked smile, and the ambiguous aura was rendered little by little.

Feng Qingyan chuckled, suddenly came to a trace of interest, turned over in an instant, pushed his body, leaned on the stone table, and then stepped over with long legs, and sat on him.

She lifted her index finger and hooked his chin like a seductive leprechaun.

"After a country, how can you be like a prince with a wife in his arms, not entering the harem, but still being a woman of the king." Her lips are lightly opened, and every word is full of demonic energy, which is charming, but there is no lack of wanton publicity.

She can't stand it if she's a man.

"The only woman in this king." He reached out and held her little hand, and in his eyes, there was a hint of infatuation.

"Little goblin, don't think about running away in your life, can you marry me?"

The words are domineering, but a pair of eyes are full of tenderness, the self-proclaimed in this sentence, he did not use this king anymore, but me, indicating that it has nothing to do with his identity, but he is deep in the night.

She chuckled, wild and seductive, as if it came out of her bones.

She didn't rush to answer, but wanted to gently break away from the hand he was holding.

However, he held it tighter, and was clearly reluctant to let go.

"You haven't answered me yet."

His tone sounded flat, but the somewhat chaotic heartbeat betrayed his nervousness at the moment.