, The fastest update of the wolf emperor is happy, and the mother has given birth to the latest chapter! This is not the first time Mingzhu has heard him talk about his heart, but it is the first time he has heard him mention the matter with the emperor.

Mingzhu hugged him, stroked the soft and smooth hair for a while, lowered his head and asked softly: "Your Highness might as well speak up, say it, maybe you can find a solution." ”

The snow-white danzi continued to drill into her arms, snoring in his throat, and then heard him say: "You don't know, in fact, I've been thinking about whether I can sit in that high position, I don't understand the complex feelings of human beings, and I don't know if the old man can see it thoroughly, I don't know if I can maneuver between the clan and the humans." ”

He wasn't ready for anything, he wasn't ready to be the lord of this great revival, he wasn't ready to be the king of the clan.

Whether it was the previous incident of Hao Zhenggang or the war between Daxing and Anguo, he failed to be surprised by the changes, and he thought that he should need more time to temper himself.

I used to think that there was an old man in front of him, he could do what he wanted unscrupulously, and he could squander his years unscrupulously.

But in the morning, when he saw the holy decree and the cold national seal in Gao Cheng's hand, his heart was suddenly lifted.

He knew that the old man would really not stand in front of him and Ah Liu as before this time, and in the days to come, he would walk on the same path as the old man, and he would become a real old man who stood up to the sky.

But can he really do it? The years to come are still long, but what will he become in the future?

Mingzhu quietly listened to him say sentence by sentence, and for the first time felt that the ball in his arms was really like his current appearance, he was not omnipotent, he was not afraid of heaven and earth, he would be helpless, and he would be at a loss.

"Bao'er, what the hell do you think I'm going to do? Can I really do everything like the old man? ”

The snow-white little wolf raised his head and looked at her with watery eyes, as well-behaved as an obedient child.

Mingzhu met his eyes, a string in her heart was clenched tightly by him, she smiled, sighed and said: "So Your Highness doesn't want to inherit the throne, but you can't be sure if you can be as perfect as your father in the future, right?" ”

Lang Hongli didn't want to admit it, he felt that this was very useless, not like him at all.

But the woman in front of him was born with a kind of magic that made him disembowel his heart and take out his whole heart for him.

So he bowed his head, rubbed his little head against her chest, and whimpered twice like a coquette, but the meaning was obvious.

Mingzhu's whole heart melted because of his movements, pinched his soft tail, and said softly: "Your Highness, how many perfect people have you seen in this world, your father is your father, you are you, you have your way of life and ideas, why do you have to look at your father?" ”

"I didn't look at him, I just ......"

"I know," Mingzhu pressed his little head to blow up, looked down at him and said, "You did not follow the example of your father, but you hesitated because your father was in front of you, Your Highness, have you ever wondered why your father would give you the position in this way?" ”

Lang Hongli shook his tail, then changed his posture and nestled in Mingzhu's arms, muttering: "What other reason can there be, deliberately fix me." ”

The old man likes to dig a pit for him to jump, that is, for the sake of his father, he reluctantly pretended to jump off without knowing it, and if he wanted to be someone else, he would have been buried by him a long time ago.

Mingzhu couldn't help but laugh when she heard this, pursed her lips and thought about it for a while, and said, "Hmm...... Maybe that's true, but I don't think so. ”

"Oh?" His Royal Highness the Prince, whose anger had already subsided, raised a few long eyebrows above his eyes with interest, waiting for Mingzhu to say the following.

Mingzhu hugged him and said: "Knowing the son Mo Ruo's father, His Royal Highness also knows that the father has been protecting you and King Che in his own way, he has watched you grow up, don't you still understand your son's temperament?" ”

This person seems to have no heart and no lungs, but in fact he is more careful than anyone's heart.

He is good at reading words and feelings, and no trace of expression on the faces of others can escape his eyes.

He is good at grasping people's hearts, knows what kind of people are treated in what way, and his outward ignorance of the world not only did not bring him any trouble, but on the contrary, it brought him the ability to unite people's hearts.

As a father, how can he not know that his son is actually a delicate, sensitive and affectionate child, so he will use this way to say goodbye, and will use this way to relieve the tension and anxiety in his son's heart.

"Your Highness, don't you think that your father is actually thinking about you?"

Mingzhu, who spoke his opinion, asked Tuanzi, who had not made a sound for a long time in his arms, knowing that he had listened to her words.

"Just say he's good," Lang Hongli snorted twice, without denying it, but felt a lot better in his heart.

Mingzhu smiled, crossed his two front legs with his hands like holding a child, hugged him in front of him and shook it, and quipped: "If the father is not good, how can he give birth to such a good highness?" You're right? ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince felt that this posture was too shameful, struggled to break free from Mingzhu's hand on all four legs, slapped her hand with one paw, and said angrily: "Poor mouth, I haven't seen you like this before, I must have been spoiled." ”

Mingzhu was reluctant to let him go down, grabbed the paw that hit her, pinched it in his hand, and leaned in front of him, his face slightly hot.

"It's not all Your Highness's willingness, but Your Highness doesn't like me being so close to you?"

He is fragrant, and now that he has been together for a long time, even her body is stained with his smell, and no matter how fragrant the spices are, they can't hide the smell that belongs to him.

Lang Hongli snorted, looked up and licked Mingzhu's lips, and said a little uncomfortably: "Self-...... Nature is like, what do you do...... I like them all. ”

Mingzhu, who originally teased him, was disturbed by his simple reaction and words, and coughed dryly to hide his heartbeat, Mingzhu pulled the topic back and asked, "Then Your Highness is in a better mood now?" ”

Lang Hongli smacked her lips, suddenly softened and collapsed on her legs, and said as if resigned to her fate: "What can be good or bad, everyone is gone, I can't take anything seriously." ”

He figured it out, the old man inherited that position when he was younger than his current age, and he must have been confused at that time, but in the end he didn't come over.

He was not the strongest in his clan, but he believed that he would be able to do better than the old man.

Who is he?

The prince of Daxing, the future king of a country, and the future king of the Holy Snow Clan.

If he can't do what the old man can do, he will do better than any king in the past!

Mingzhu touched his back and smiled softly, "Your Highness can think so, everything is a process, and the complex feelings of human beings that Your Highness can't see through will be seen by me in the future, and I and the children will be behind Your Highness at any time." ”

There are also brothers, imperial uncles, etc., the people of the Holy Snow Wolf Clan are never alone, and they will become his strong backing.

"Bao'er ......" His Royal Highness the Prince, who has always been heartless, suddenly changed back into a human form when he touched Mingzhu, and raised his hand to hug the person.

Mingzhu chuckled, tugged at the placket of his clothes and said, "Your Highness, this is a coquettish addiction." ”

The heartbeat increased again.

Lang Hongli hugged her tighter and squirted around her neck, "I like it, with you, I'm not afraid of anything." ”

In the past, when he was pretentious, he would occasionally wonder if there was anyone he could rely on if one day he felt tired.

Now, he has found this man.

He thought he must have been glad that he had been attracted to her on the side of the street, and then stopped her from going.

In retrospect, she was clearly a little pepper at that time.

The room was full of aromas, and Mingzhu didn't pick him up again, but moved her hand to his waist and tightened his clothes.

……

The third day of the second month of the twenty-first year of Daxing, the auspicious day of the zodiac.

The new emperor succeeded to the throne and granted amnesty to the world, changed the name of the year to "Hongqi", and the whole country celebrated.

In front of the huge Ding'an Tower, the man was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, and the golden dragon on his chest was majestic and roaming in the sky, and he was like an immortal who came out of the painting, and his clothes were fluttering and extraordinary.

With the shout of the master of ceremonies, he stretched out his hand towards his queen, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, like a spring breeze.

Inexplicably, Mingzhu's nose was sour, and she clearly remembered that a year ago, he also stretched out his hand to her like this.

At that time, she was just his crown princess, and now, she has become his queen.

In front of the people of the world, he promised, the only queen of his life.

In the evening, in the lingering warmth, he suddenly sat up as if he remembered something, and Mingzhu was so shocked that he was sleepy, "Your Majesty? ”

Tonight, he didn't get a drop of wine at the banquet, but after returning to the palace, he pestered her to drink a lot of peach blossom brew, and said a lot of what he said a thousand times, even now, the tail behind him will be uncontrollably exposed, and so is hers.

Lang Hongli looked back at her, the good-looking eyes on his face that were pink from love and drunkenness looked forward to leaving, and he asked, "Bao'er, do you still remember the promise I made to you on the day I canonized the crown princess?" ”

Mingzhu got up with the quilt, dizzy for a moment in front of him, but fortunately his outstretched hand stopped his waist.

"The day the crown princess was canonized?" Mingzhu blinked, a little late to react, she remembered everything he said, and there was no reason to forget it.

Lang Hongli pursed her lips and smiled, leaned into her ear and said very tenderly: "Don't you want to show you the dance for your husband?" What's the matter, now that the husband is yours, it's not uncommon to dance for the husband? ”

Mingzhu was tickled by his breath, and chuckled twice, and then suddenly remembered, "When I was still the emperor, I forgot about this stubble a long time ago, so you still remember." ”

More than a year ago, I didn't expect him to think about it at this time.

Lang Hongli rolled on the bed with the person in his arms, gnawed the person in his arms punishively, then raised his head and his eyes were shining, and he said in a hoarse voice: "How about dancing for your husband now?" ”

Mingzhu was weak, and after humming a few words, he touched his face with a red face and said, "Is it okay?" The emperor will be early tomorrow. ”