"Uh-huh!" Murong Jiu lightly pinched Yeqing Huan's moist chin, and a shallow doting smile was hooked on his lips: "This king only plays hooligan to Huanhuan." ”

Ye Qinghuan said that this sentence still sounds quite comfortable.

She pushed Murong Jiu: "The vinegar has also been eaten, it's time to go back to the room to rest, Uncle Nine." ”

He's going to court tomorrow! The more I got to know him, the more I realized that the regent was not a personal job, he was busy almost every day, and I didn't know how he had spent the first twenty years.

I heard that he went into battle to kill the enemy at the age of eight, and sure enough, the children of the emperor's family are precocious!

"This king is not jealous." Murong Jiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, correcting her inappropriate statement.

Looking at the man in front of him with picturesque eyebrows, Ye Qinghuan chuckled lightly, and nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, Uncle Nine is not jealous, Uncle Nine is just uncomfortable." ”

Seeing Ye Qinghuan's appearance of coaxing a child, Murong Jiu pinched her cheek helplessly, and said gently: "Promise this king, don't take the risk to find out anything." ”

Was he afraid that she would find out her background? That is...... Going to Xiliang?

"Don't worry, there should be no status more noble than the Ninth Princess." Ye Qinghuan smiled and assured that she really had no interest in that life experience, it was only when Mu Qingmiao said that her identity was opposed to Murong Jiu, and she wanted to know what the truth was.

Since Murong Jiu doesn't seem to care that she is from Xiliang now, and Murong Jiu also frankly admits that he has no enemies in Xiliang, then she is not worried.

Although this man has a cold personality and cruel methods, he is as clean as a blank sheet of paper in terms of feelings, pure and immaculate, and she believes that he will not lie to her.

Nine princesses?

A touch of excitement appeared in Murong Jiuchun's dark eyes, and he suddenly hugged Ye Qinghuan's waist, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Huanhuan agreed?" ”

Ye Qinghuan smiled and pinched his shoulder, and his tone had a hint of emotion: "Relax, relax." ”

Murong Jiu really listened to what she said, his muscles relaxed, and only those pure black phoenix eyes stared at Ye Qinghuan without blinking, greedy and hot, and it seemed that he would not give up until he got an answer.

Ye Qinghuan did as he wished, and said with a smile: "When you prove that I am not Murong Qinghuan, and promise to always be so good to me, and not to do anything sorry for me, then- I am willing." ”

Such a good man, she is not stupid, how could she give it to others for nothing?

She doesn't want it, I don't know how many women in Dongchu rush to ask for it!

"Huanhuan ......" A thick sigh escaped from Murong Jiu's thin lips, and he instantly rubbed Ye Qinghuan into his arms, and there was an emotion called 'satisfaction' in the deepest part of his heart.

It seems that the blank space of more than 20 years has been filled by the little girl in her arms.

Ye Qinghuan also had a smile on the corner of her lips, she had never felt like Murong Jiu for any man, maybe it was just a good feeling, not to mention liking or loving, but she was willing to give him a chance.

As long as he has always been like this Murong Jiu, then, she thought, it would not be difficult to fall in love with him.

The night was dark, Murong Jiucai was reluctant to let go of the little girl in his arms, and returned to his room with a cold expression - he could see and touch it, and staying by her side could only be torture.

Well, when the little girl becomes the ninth princess, she must eat the little girl from head to toe every day!

That's it.

Ye Qinghuan watched Murong Jiu's back disappear at the gate of the courtyard, and then called Lan Ge.

"You go to Ding Wan and tell her, just say that I plan to marry her." Ye Qinghuan commanded lightly, and a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Lan Ge looked at Ye Qinghuan in surprise, and his mouth opened slightly: "Huh? ”

Why did Ding Wan provoke the little county lord?