Chapter 23 The Affectionate Emperor’s Beloved (22)

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Oh my god! Come out of the system quickly. Why isn't Zhao Anyang the emperor? Could it be that Zhao Anyang was forced into the palace while I was in coma for a month?

Oh my god, what should I do? Should I write to my uncle first or run away first?

[He gave up his seat automatically. 】The system didn’t want to answer her question, but it really couldn’t stand her noisy voice.

"I abdicated the throne to Fu Hongyuan!" Zhao Anyang touched her head and explained patiently: "If I sit in this seat, I will eventually have enemies. Although the palace is heavily guarded, the situation is precarious, and I don't want you to have it. Any danger." Zhao Anyang looked at her, caressing her cheek as if pampering a treasure.

Luo Qingchen was startled, feeling unexpressedly moved.

It turns out that it’s true that I don’t love Jiang Shang and love beauty...

She raised her hands, put her arms around his neck, sniffed and leaned on his shoulder, murmuring softly: "You are so good to me, even if you... are not very good... it doesn't matter."

What? no?

The cells in Zhao Anyang's body were as hot as a dragon. So she was still thinking about him?

"Well, Huang...Brother Anyang, no matter what you do is okay or not, I love it...um...

Before Luo Qingchen finished speaking, he leaned down and locked her delicate lips firmly, his familiar tongue wrapped softly around her mouth, sucking in her tenderness inch by inch.

What the hell, why did we kiss you before I finished my confession? ?

[…] The system silently covered its eyes and ears in order not to be destroyed.

Hey, it doesn't seem to have these things...

For a long time, until her cheeks turned crimson and she fell weakly into his arms, he gently let her go.

"Qing'er's physical strength is so poor, I won't let you toss her to death in the future." Zhao Anyang looked at her shy look curled up in his arms and actually teased her.

"Hmph -" She hummed softly, the shyness in her tone sounding like a moan, which made him couldn't help but lean down and kiss her lips domineeringly again.

The strength of his arms became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to fuse her with himself.

"Ah——" The wound was accidentally touched, and she couldn't help but cry out in pain, and her face turned pale instantly.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Anyang let go of her instantly, his fingertips even trembling in panic.

There was an anxious look in his eyes, like a child who had done something wrong, staring at her deeply.

"Puch -" Luo Qingchen recovered from the pain a little. Seeing the anxious expression on his face, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. She leaned her body against his warm chest and said softly: "Don't you Want to have dinner?"

He probably hadn't eaten anything after a busy day. If he kissed her like this, the food would be cold.

The desire that had been controlled before was brought to a boil again by her leaning on him like this.

He smiled softly, put his arm around her wound, and whispered in her ear: "I want to eat Qing'er first..."

"you……"

Before she could react, Zhao Anyang had already picked him up and walked towards the inner hall.

God, how does this scene look so familiar! ?

Looking at her cute face, recalling her shy words of saying "it's okay if it doesn't work", Zhao Anyang's brows unconsciously showed a deep smile.

"Qing'er, you won't know until you try it if it works!" Zhao Anyang gently placed her on the bed, his eyes extremely hot.

It seemed as if he was going to eat her alive in the next second.