Chapter 35: The Tyrant's Squishy Queen (33)

Breathing involuntarily accelerated, An Yang twisted his fingers uneasily, and no longer dared to speak.

"Huh? Unexpectedly? Chang Ruosheng leaned over, and the gloom in his eyes turned into the laziness of a fierce beast napping.

"I, I'm ......" The breath of ambergris on his body wrapped around his approach.

The warm fragrance in the bowl baked the taste strongly, making Anyang's face involuntarily red.

Terrible thoughts rushed into her mind, and her face flushed with shame.

Chang Ruosheng wouldn't be thinking about it......

His eyes looked around in a panic, and An Yang immediately denied it frantically in his heart.

Now on the street, Chang Ruosheng will not ......

An Yang's panicked appearance made Chang Ruosheng laugh sneeringly. After waiting deliberately for a while, the palm of his hand was raised and pressed against her forehead, "Return, I'll ask you another day." ”

An Yang was forced to press his head and was taken into his arms again.

I don't know if it was because he was too nervous and scared, or if he was really tired today, An Yang nestled in his arms, and after a while, he fell asleep.

Today's prosperity of the imperial city has become a gorgeous dream in the memories of many people, and Chang Ruosheng supported his chin with one hand, looking at the splendor outside, and only the darkness under his eyes was condensed inch by inch.

Anyang had a good night's sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the sky was already bright.

[System: You're finally awake.] You don't know that Chang Ruosheng came back with you last night, and he didn't fake his hands to others, and his eyes were gentle and wanted to drown people. 】

[Anyang: I remember that after the tour of the city, there was a banquet in the evening. 】

[System: Absolutely.] But Chang Ruosheng told the people below that you were too tired today and didn't let you bother. Tsk, I didn't expect him to have such a gentle side. 】

[Anyang: Hey. 】

An Yang glanced at the simple system, and couldn't help but say: [When he wants to repay, I don't know if you can still bear it. 】

[System: ?? 】

[System: His expression was very sincere yesterday, don't tell me it's fake.] 】

[Anyang: Half-truths and half-truths. 】

An Yang raised his eyes, and swept a lot of precious utensils that only appeared in today's palace, [It's a pity, I'm better at acting than him.] 】

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In winter, the flowers wither, and the lotus pond in the imperial garden condenses into ice. Occasionally, a fish peeked out through the chiseled ice and spat out the air as if it were about to suffocate.

When An Yang came to the imperial study, the light snow fell, and the candlelight lit in the hall swayed the light of the smoked wind.

"Come here."

Chang Ruosheng threw the scroll in his hand on the table casually and smiled at An Yang.

In the past half a month, Chang Ruosheng seems to have ignited enthusiasm because of the celebration, and every time he stays in the Middle Palace, the coldness fades between his eyebrows, leaving only the nostalgic warmth.

An Yang obediently stepped forward, keenly aware of the sinister cunning in his gaze.

An Yang suddenly felt bad, but he didn't dare to retreat.

Although Chang Ruosheng didn't mention Qingyou's matter again, the threat was like a sword hanging around his neck, which could be cut down at any time.

After a while, Chang Ruosheng lazily patted his thigh, the meaning of which was self-evident.

An Yang stepped forward shyly, pressed his lower lip with his teeth, and sat down hard.

"Bolder than before," Chang Ruosheng sneered because of her movements, and his powerful arms circled her, wrapped around her waist, and pressed An Yang directly against his body.

"Like this for half a month, have I treated you like this?"