"Your Majesty is really smart, and you have already guessed that I am Diao Chan," Diao Chan said with admiration.

"Don't always call me Your Majesty, Your Majesty, just call me Ziang, I prefer you to call me husband directly" Chen Ziang stroked Diao Chan's hair.

"How can that work? I can't afford to be rude," Diao Chan shook her head and refused.

"Etiquette is dead, people are alive, I want you to call me husband, you can't call me Your Majesty anymore" Chen Ziang said strongly.

If the courtiers below call themselves Your Majesty, it is nothing, because there is always a sense of distance between monarchs and ministers, but there is no need to maintain this sense of distance from his own woman, and Chen Ziang will not show off his might in front of Qiaoqiao or Diao Chan because of this identity.

"Okay....... "Husband" Diao Chan saw that Chen Ziang was so strong, so he had to nod and agree.

"There is another question, should I call you Diao Chan or Mo Xifeng in the future?" Chen Ziang didn't know if she was still willing to remember that memory, because the name Diao Chan was a pain that she couldn't forget.

First, for his father-in-law Wang Yun to kill Dong Zhuo as a woman, and then left Luoyang in order not to dedicate himself to Lu Bu, and then it didn't take long for his father-in-law Wang Yun to jump off the city and be martyred.

"It's all up to your preference, although I prefer you to call me the name Mo Xifeng, because I used this name when I met you," Mo Xifeng said lightly sadly.

Chen Ziang could hear that she was still a little difficult to let go of the past, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I will call you Mo Xifeng in the future, and let the name Diao Chan be forgotten in the long river of history."

Diao Chan smiled and stretched out her arm, Chen Ziang took her jade hand knowingly, and slowly walked out of the peach forest.

"Husband, you and I met in this peach forest, I wonder if you can compose a poem for me?" Qiaoqiao said expectantly.

Chen Ziang nodded, looked at the colorful peach forest, and thought of what the peach forest looked like after he and Diao Chan left, and couldn't help but think of a poem, and couldn't help but read it

"Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red"

"The face of the person does not know where to go, the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze"

Diao Chan was intoxicated by the artistic conception in this poem, took Chen Ziang's hand and stood in place for a while before deciding to leave.

"Husband, aren't we going to take the carriage?" Mo Xifeng saw that Chen Ziang didn't mean to call a carriage, and asked suspiciously.

"The carriage is not worthy of your husband's identity," Chen Ziang said pretending to be forced, and then took out the Heavenly Sword from the third space.

"What a beautiful sword, huh? Where did you get it from? Mo Xifeng was still puzzled.

"There are more secrets in your husband than you think, and you need to discover them one by one," Chen Ziang smiled slightly, and then used his sword technique.

The Heavenly Sword rose in the wind, and finally became several times larger, turning into a large giant sword, suspended in mid-air.

Mo Xifeng covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming, what happened was too incredible in her opinion.

"Let's stand up, let's take it back to Haocheng" Chen Ziang stood on the Heavenly Sword, but Mo Xifeng was still a little afraid of this unknown thing.

Chen Ziang shook his head helplessly, then jumped down, hugged Mo Xifeng's waist and jumped onto the sword.

"Heavenly Sword, move!"

The Heavenly Sword rose slowly, and then flew at a high altitude at a fast speed, although the Heavenly Sword was already very stable, but Mo Xifeng still had some discomfort, standing on the sword and crumbling.

Chen Ziang had no choice but to hug Mo Xifeng with both hands, so that she could feel more balanced, so that she invisibly ate a lot of tofu......

Mo Xifeng blushed and said, "Husband, I finally know why you were able to make Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan all worship you as the emperor by yourself, because you are really the chosen one from heaven!" ”

Chen Ziang shook his head, "Nothing is chosen by God at all, remember, everyone's success is not accidental"

Mo Xifeng still didn't understand, and Chen Ziang didn't explain again, because he knew that ancient people still believed in this kind of superstitious thing.

Chen Ziang didn't speak, silently looking into the distance, thinking about how to explain to Qiaoqiao.

Mo Xifeng was very smart, and when she saw Chen Ziang's solemn expression, she knew what he was worried about, and she took the initiative to say, "Don't worry, husband, let me explain to your other lady when the time comes, just say ...... It's you who I seduced."

Chen Ziang shook his head, "You don't have to deliberately wronged yourself, our encounter was originally an accident, don't let the word seduction desecrate the fate between us, and ......"

Chen Ziang gently patted her buttocks, "In the future, you will be sisters, she is your sister, don't call her by the title of your wife"

Mo Xifeng nodded with a blushing face, but her heart was full of happiness.

She had suffered too many grievances, and even had become accustomed to being wronged for the sake of justice, but now there was a man standing in front of her, so that she would no longer be wronged, and this feeling made her heart as sweet as honey.

Mo Xifeng happily snuggled in Chen Ziang's arms, even if Chen Ziang's identity was aside, she felt that she had met a really right person.

Chen Ziang has already made up his mind, and when the time comes, he will tell the real encounter between himself and Xifeng, and I believe that Qiaoqiao should understand......

After flying for a few hours, she still hasn't arrived in Haocheng, but Mo Xifeng's stomach is already a little hungry, but she is embarrassed to say it.

"Forget it, bear with it a little longer," Mo Xifeng thought in his heart.

Suddenly, a strange bag appeared in front of me, and an enticing fragrance could be smelled in it.

"This thing is called potato chips, I know you're hungry" Chen Ziang guessed that Mo Xifeng should prefer potato chips, because almost all women like potato chips as snacks.

Mo Xifeng tried to pick up a slice and put it in her mouth, the potato chips were crisp and crumbled in the end, and the fragrance spread from her taste buds to every nerve, it was a wonderful taste that she had never experienced.

Mo Xifeng sped up the speed of eating potato chips, like a child who was not deeply involved in the world eating snacks, Chen Ziang looked behind him and smiled knowingly, this kind of Mo Xifeng gives people a sense of reality, and makes people feel more easy to get close to.

"You eat slowly, I still have a lot of drinks called orange soda here," Chen Ziang took out a box of drinks, inserted a straw, and handed it to her.

Mo Xifeng also fell in love with the orange soda after taking a sip, and the potato chips were quickly wiped out with the soda, and she finally reluctantly **** her fingers.

"Xifeng, you are so cute!" Chen Ziang smiled and kissed Mo Xifeng's face, he preferred such a low-key Mo Xifeng to Gao Leng.

(End of chapter)