[No, it won't. Lu Shuangyue, I love you to the extreme, you can do whatever you want. 】

Remember, the day she ascended the throne.

Imperial Forbidden City.

Kyushu Shengtai.

The civil and military officials were prostrate on the ground, kneeling for a long time, and Lu Shuangyue was gently held by the male pet Murong Jing, and walked up the steps, step by step.

At that moment, the girl was in the world, and from then on, the world bowed down.

But behind this reverence for power, there is endless sadness, right?

The picture of ascending the throne was like a world away, the sound of Huanpei collided with the wine glass, and Lu Shuangyue suddenly felt sad, "So, Brother Huang, you say, should I let him go, shouldn't I let him appear in front of me?"

Murong Jing, this male pet, I am afraid of him, afraid that he will kill me.

Brother Huang, I once saw him kill Ye Ming with my own eyes. At that moment, I could feel that he was really happy.

And I'm happy for him. Because he's my favorite.

Because Ye Ming should be damned! The Murong clan has been fighting for the Nanying Empire for many years, how can he succeed, how can he wipe out the Murong clan?!

However, Brother Huang, in the Battle of Chibi, the Murong clan died at the hands of the soldiers of the Chenxi Empire.

Therefore, Brother Huang, between Murong Jing and me, there is the enmity of the Murong clan exterminating the clan.

It is a national hatred and a family hatred.

But Brother Huang, you say, does Murong Jing really love me, and will he kill me again?

Also, Brother Huang, please tell me, I like Murong Jing and make him my male favorite, there's nothing wrong, right? Lu Shuangyue slowly got drunk.

Before she fainted completely, she saw a pair of eyes, warm and stunning, extremely bewitching.

It is her male pet Murong Jing.

The man seemed to be calling her gently, "Lady," and seemed to be pampering and reproaching her, "You are drunk again, don't you know that this male pet will be distressed?" ”

Lu Shuangyue rubbed the young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes half-drunk and half-awake.

Maybe it's a delusion.

But why, this man looked at her like that? In a trance, she felt his gaze falling on her, as if she had been redeemed and liberated, as if she was extremely fond of her, and there was distress, panic and blame, so true and false......

But she didn't believe it.

Murong Jing, shouldn't you regret it? Regret marrying me.

Aren't you supposed to hate me? Hate me for hijacking you and becoming my male pet.

But why, I can't see that you dislike me at all, and you don't like it at all?! You're pretending, you're lying to me!

The boy leaned over and gently embraced her into his arms.

Lu Shuangyue tried to struggle, but she lost all her strength after getting drunk, and besides, his embrace was so gentle, she didn't want to let go.

Murong Jing, I spit out you, why am I drunk, the boy in my dreams is still you!

The moment Lu Shuangyue fell completely asleep in his arms, Murong Jing lifted her lips and gently landed on her delicate little face, "You once said that you like the color of the dragon robe, and now, you got it, but why are you still unhappy?"

Is it the fear of losing?

Don't worry, if you like the dragon robe, then, Lu Shuangyue, I will protect your throne with my life. ”

Pampered Palace.

On the soft collapse, Lu Shuangyue's slender and delicate fingertips moved slightly, and then gradually woke up.

When he raised his eyes, a young man dressed in a demonic style came into his eyes.

Lu Shuangyue frowned, a trace of astonishment: Am I drunk again? Is this a dream, or is it reality?

Then the girl tentatively wanted to touch the boy.

Well, it's a dream, so if I touch it, he'll disappear quickly, right?