Kiss? I don't feel dirty when I look at him more.

"I'm dirty."

"What did you say?"

"His Royal Highness King Rong has bad ears?"

I brushed Zhao Yanqing's hand away and stared at him with a sneer, "I said, I, I hate you, Zhao Yanqing, dirty." ”

"Mingzhen, do you know what you're talking about?"

Zhao Yanqing's palms trembled slightly, and her voice was full of anger.

At this moment, I finally saw a trace of yin owl in his eyes that was extremely inconsistent with the appearance.

However, Zhao Yanqing is Zhao Yanqing after all.

Soon, he regained his usual warmth, looked at me deeply, and said, "Mingzhen, you have a grudge in your heart, I understand." ”

"But don't force me to be strong, okay?"

With strong?

Didn't he force me to come here?

I lowered my head, calmly stirred the millet porridge in the bowl, and said in a light tone, "If Your Highness wants to use it, use it." ”

"Anyway, the people's women have a rotten life, and it's a big deal to die."

"You ......"

Xu was too broken and broken, and Zhao Yanqing didn't continue to talk in the end.

He lowered his eyes and sent rice porridge to his mouth with heavy eyes.

Undoubtedly, it was another oppressive lunch.

After lunch, Zhao Yanqing went out, and I, as usual, continued to treat my legs.

After two days of silver needles, my stump leg, which was already lame, seemed to be even more lame.

Fortunately, I don't go out all day, and it doesn't make a difference.

When Zhao Yanqing came again, it was already evening.

He has always been good at controlling his emotions, even if he has such a quarrel with me during the day, and when he enters the door again, he is already a different gentle and kind face.

He was followed by a boy named Ping'er.

The boy still looked at me with big black eyes, a little shy, and carefully touched my hand.

What does that mean? In order to achieve the goal, Zhao Yanqing even used the child?

I was confused by the boy's behavior, so I frowned slightly, and asked Zhao Yanqing with a gloomy face, "Your Highness, what does this mean?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yanqing picked up the boy, sat down on the side of the bed, looked at the child who was still holding my hand in his arms, looked at me again, and said softly, "Mingzhen, when this child heard Mama Li say that you are my wife, he thought you were his mother, and said that he wanted to sleep with you tonight." ”

Therefore, Zhao Yanqing not only wants me to accompany him to act, but also wants me to fulfill his cheap son's wish to have a mother?

However, when my Ming'er was alive, he didn't even think it would be troublesome to hug him......

Looking at Zhao Yanqing's eyes full of love, I felt very dazzling, I withdrew my hand fiercely, pushed the child away, and said coldly, "I'm not your mother!" ”

"Daddy, doesn't my mother like me?"

The boy's eyes were red, and his face was full of astonishment.

Zhao Yanqing also looked stunned, he looked at me in surprise for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he was interrupted by the child's crying, so he hurriedly took the child out of the door again.

I don't know how long it took, until the child's crying gradually died down, and the familiar footsteps were heard at the door again.

I turned to the side and turned my back to Zhao Yanqing.

As the sound of footsteps got closer and closer, Zhao Yanqing leaned over and sat on the side of the bed.

"Ah Zhen." He reached out and patted me lightly on the back.

I ignored it.

"Ah Zhen, I know you didn't sleep." Zhao Yanqing sighed, lay down, his hand fell to my waist, and then his head came to my ear, with a threatening meaning, he shouted to me in a low voice, "Mingzhen, if you pretend to be asleep again, I will really use it, you know, I have a trick." ”