The whispers in her ears were gentle and restrictive, bewitching her nerves.

For a moment, Su Miao even relented and wanted to let go.

But by the time she reacted, she had already blurted out, "Not good! ”

Su Miao herself was stunned.

The nerves in her brain tugged, she took a deep breath, and her black and white eyes looked at him for a moment, "Have you bullied me for other women for the time being, you are now back from other women, right?" ”

The man's movements paused above her, and his handsome face was obscured against the light.

Su Miao closed her eyes, "Emperor Beiyu." She softened her voice, her tone less sharp than it had been earlier, "In all fairness, you really don't do anything bad to me - most of the time, even very good. ”

Digging through all the things during this time, she couldn't even blame him at all.

"Whether we quarrel or fight coldly, whether you believe me or not, you always stand by my side when facing the difficulties of others."

"After living for more than 20 years, except for your father and queen mother, you have never spoken to anyone in such a low voice, right? But you apologize to me, make gestures to me, speak softly to me—things that are easy for others are the exception for you. ”

"You've done enough as an emperor."

“………”

She said word by word, without half accusations.

But Di Beiyu's heart contracted unexpectedly for a moment.

He had never heard her say that.

He thought that she had never taken it to heart either—she was heartless, wasn't she?

But it turned out that she knew better than anyone else, and saw it more thoroughly than anyone else.

So at this moment, he suddenly remembered that she had said that she liked him—the kind of thought that she probably did like him, and it took root and grew deeper and deeper in his mind, and gradually grew into a towering tree.

But when he finally confirmed this, a little irrepressible panic suddenly appeared in his heart.

She's rarely been so candid.

But now she is so outspoken and honest, there must be something wrong.

Di Beiyu's pupils shrank, "Not enough." ”

His voice was hoarse, "It's not enough, that's why it's upsetting you, making you always want to run away." ”

Su Miao laughed, "No." ”

She looked at his handsome and dark face, "It's that my heart is not big enough to tolerate the existence of other women around you—I can not care about Concubine De Lian, but I can't stand the existence of a good concubine in your heart while saying that you like me."

It's okay if you don't love it, but some people occupy an important place in his heart, and she can't treat it as if she doesn't exist.

She will be uncontrollable jealousy.

She doesn't want to become someone she doesn't even know, so she wants to cut off such an abnormal relationship as soon as possible.

When she left the palace, she felt very free and easy, and said to let go of it.

In fact, she was just afraid, afraid that she would gradually fall deeper and deeper and lose in a love that was difficult to withdraw from and not perfect enough.

"I don't have a good concubine in my heart!" The man's voice suddenly intensified.

"Really?"

Su Miao looked at him, and suddenly there was a kind of sourness that could not be concealed in her heart-maybe it was at this moment that when she talked about his goodness, she also remembered those goodness, which she had never thought about these days.

She tugged at her lips, "Do you think your words are convincing in comparison with Concubine Liang and other concubines?" ”