The Struggle for Imperial Power 21

"Fourth prince, Yan'er is really happy with you, why are you so ruthless, is it Murong Zhi... Pander to! ”

Before Murong Yan finished speaking, it turned into a scream, only to see Ye Li cut off one of her arms when the sword fell, holding the sword in one hand, and covering Xuanyuan Han's eyes with the other, "Don't look, dirty." ”

Then he said coldly to Murong Yan, who was screaming on the ground, "Next time you dare to touch him, it will be your head that will fall." ”

Murong Yan rolled on the ground in pain, and he had no strength to say the vicious curse in his stomach, so he could only look at the two who left hand in hand viciously, but unfortunately his eyes couldn't kill.

The shopkeeper knew that no one could afford to mess with her, so after the two left, they hurriedly sent Murong Yan, who had fainted in pain, to the hospital to let her pick up her life.

And Xuanyuan Han, who came out of the restaurant, couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Ye Li looked at his childlike appearance and his mood also warmed up, and asked him, "Why are you so happy?" ”

Xuanyuan Han blinked, "Xiao Zhi is jealous for me, I'm very happy." ”

Ye Li rolled his eyes, "It's worth my jealousy for this kind of goods, I just don't like others to touch you, go back to take a shower and change clothes." ”

Xuanyuan Han pursed his mouth, "Oh." ”

Ye Li saw that he had a little emotion, and couldn't help but be helpless, "You said you, since the Holy Decree came down, how many women have wandered at the gate of the palace, and every time they go out, there are fake falls, robberies, and the scenes of being molested are staged, attracting bees and butterflies." ”

Xuanyuan Han protested, "That's all for my throne, only Xiao Zhi treats me sincerely, and I am the only one in my life." ”

Ye Li retorted, "You're wrong, I'm here for your skin, I don't want you to be handsome." ”

The two talked all the way back home, the secret guards were speechless, the person who was about to be the emperor and queen, could he not be so naΓ―ve...

In the end, the two decided to keep the palace clean, and they hit it off and moved their positions.

On the eighth day of the new year, dozens of miles of red clothes were spread all over the palace, Xuanyuan Han was dressed in a dragon-patterned red robe, his hair was tied high, the corners of his lips were smiling, and his eyes stared at the woman who came down from the phoenix without blinking.

The phoenix fell, he walked over quickly and squeezed away the little eunuch who was about to support the woman, helped her down with his own hands, looked at her fiery red phoenix robe, the phoenix embroidered with her swaying waist seemed to fly out, and the red silk on her head could not see the woman's expression, he scratched the woman's palm, "The queen wears this, very beautiful." ”

Ye Li grabbed his foolish hand, "Don't make trouble, your head is dead, hurry up and go back to sleep." ”

Xuanyuan Han smiled, such a cute person was her Xiaozhi, "Okay." ”

The two of them slowly went up the steps hand in hand, and Ye Li couldn't help but complain, "If you want me to say, the world will know that I am the queen, and what kind of ceremony will be held after the sealing, how troublesome it is." ”

Xuanyuan Han heard the woman's little complaint and said, "Xiaozhi, I owe you a Ming media to marry." ”

Ye Li's heart warmed and he didn't say anything more.

In this life, Xuanyuan Han only lived to be in his forties and left, although he usually had no physical problems, but the root of his illness when he was a child was also fundamentally moved, he took Ye Li's hand and chuckled when he was dying, "Fortunately, I left early, otherwise Xiao Zhi would no longer like me when my skin is old." ”

"Yes, so I still like you now, you can rest assured" Ye Li kissed his forehead.

"Xiao Zhi... Can you come with me. Xuanyuan Han finally asked this sentence tremblingly, and two lines of tears slipped down his cheeks.

Ye Li gently wiped away his tears with his fingertips, "Okay." ”