Queen, I am dressing for you

Chapter 26 Communication

"Yazhu, don't do it!" An Junchen was stunned after hearing this, and immediately threw himself on Xi Yazhu's waist, refusing to let go. Love, let the person stay first.

Xi Yazhu struggled hard, clawed under An Junchen's palm, branded a few deep finger marks, and was about to let go.

An Junchen was very anxious, crying in his mouth: "Xi Yazhu, you abandoned me, don't want me anymore."

As a result, the more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes... "Yazhu, you are so cruel. You have abandoned your family and children, and you have left your family behind. What will you do to me who has a big belly. Wuwuwu, you are so cruel!"

Xi Yazhu was even more irritated by his crying, her face, which was difficult to move at first, showed a few traces of impatience, and she tried to break free with her hand again, but the struggle became tighter and tighter, and finally she simply remained motionless. The man was crying heavily, and kept wiping his snot on himself.

"Is it enough?"

The deep voice dropped a few degrees, and An Junchen shivered from the cold, "Not enough!"

"Then you continue."

"Okay!" After sniffing the water, he continued to pinch his throat and sang loudly, "You are good or bad, you are good or bad, you are good or bad, you are bad or bad."

"..."

Xi Yazhu threw his paw directly on his face, beat him upside down, and then walked away.

"You go? Yinliang, all the burden is with me!"

Xi Yazhu's feet stopped in the air, and she almost lost her balance and staggered.

Looking back, staring fiercely at An Junchen's tightly hugged bundle, Xi Yazhu gritted his teeth and said, "I won't go, okay! But I want to make it clear with you today."

"Gulong." An Junchen swallowed, took a few steps back, stared blankly at Xi Yazhu, not daring to say more.

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After an hour passed, the candle flame swaying in the wind gradually dripped from the wax core and fell into the oil.

Xi Yazhu's face, illuminated by the candlelight, appeared black and white, revealing a bit of sadness.

An Junchen sat on the side obediently, bowed his head and said nothing, sometimes raised his eyes to look at Xi Yazhu, but after a while he was so frightened by his staring eyes that he lowered his head.The proud emperor, at this moment, is like a wounded child, longing for more care from his sweetheart.

During this hour, Xi Yazhu talked about many things, ranging from their identities to their emotions and communication.After An Junchen finished listening, his mood was as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle. It was complicated and unspeakable. In retrospect, he owed Xi Yazhu after all.He was imprisoned for a year, and he was forced to occupy him for a year. He never complained, but in order to chase him, he repeatedly made jokes and made him angry. Fortunately, he was still an emperor, so stupid as a pig, to hurt his sweetheart like this .

"Idiot, ah bah, you are an idiot." Seeing that Xi Yazhu's complexion was a little better, An Junchen raised his hand at the right time, and slapped himself, the crisp voice startled Xi Yazhu When he looked over, An Junchen had already slapped him several times, and his face turned red.

Xi Yazhu stopped him: "What are you doing?"

Sniffing, An Junchen said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I... I don't understand anything, and I still hurt you like this, I, I, I... I punish myself."

As a superior person, he has never done such self-punishing things, most of them are punishing others, seeing An Junchen admitting his mistakes like this, Xi Yazhu's heart softened, and she sighed and let go of her restraining hand, quietly said—— —

"By the way, hit the other side of the face as well."

"..."

An Junchen stopped beating, no one cared about him, and he was the one who got hurt.

He quietly picked up the stool, moved to Xi Yazhu's side, took Xi Yazhu's hand, and put it on his face, with an indescribable grievance in his eyes: "Yazhu, if you are angry with me, hit me Forget it." According to the guide for chasing a wife, when necessary, you have to be submissive, the more coquettish and submissive you are, the more you can get the understanding of your sweetheart... No wonder.

Snapped!

It was really cool.

clap clap!

It's really comfortable, and all the bad breath is out.

clap clap clap!

"...Ugh, what are you doing... ah..."

It's sad and tiring to fight, it's best to go to bed!

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As the saying goes, between husband and wife, there are quarrels at the head of the bed and peace at the end of the bed. Under An Junchen's hard work to please, Xi Yazhu has long been obsessed with lust, and I don't know what day or night, so I vaguely agreed to separate from An Junchen , but he still remains somewhat sober, saying that it is fine to be together, but An Junchen must be more serious, communicate well in everything, and don't misunderstand his words anymore. If you really think about the other party, speak out and speak directly. Don't beat around the bush, but the necessary sweet talk is indispensable.

Thus, An Junchen remembered that speaking is an art, not only must be direct, but also sweet talk.

Therefore, after the bed incident, An Junchen uttered the artistic words that he had been brewing for a long time: "Ya Zhu, let me help you clean up the back | Courtyard, okay, do you want it? Either way, let me Let me clean it up for you."

goosebumps.

What Xi Yazhu responded to him was——

Kicked him off the bed, "I'll do it myself."

After communicating with An Junchen, Xi Yazhu relaxed physically and mentally, and fell limp on the bed, curling up the quilt and rubbing gently, while An Junchen wiped her body obediently.

"Jun Chen," calling An Junchen's name in a rare way, Xi Yazhu propped his forehead with one hand and looked up at the top of the bed, "It's been more than ten days now, do we want to stay here forever?"

When talking about business, An Junchen immediately became serious, took the clothes and carefully dressed Xi Yazhu, and said seriously: "I am going out of the palace, firstly, I am here to find you, and secondly, I want to find out about the situation in the palace To tell you the truth, I had sent someone to check Jiandie's identity before, and found that he was originally an ordinary flower picker, but on a certain day, it seemed that the same person traded with him and wanted to rob you. Later that day In the restaurant, I mingled with him, and I learned from him that he had no intention of harming us at all. He promised that the man would rob you, but he just had a playful heart. It can be robbed, but after such a try..."

Xi Yazhu frowned. An ordinary flower picker can sneak into the palace, so the problem is extraordinary: "Then why did you use Jiandie's human skin mask to attract the dark man?"

An Junchen put the quilt on the bed, adjusted his comfortable posture, wrapped himself tightly, and then said: "Oh yes, it's a pity that the person didn't show up. When Jiandie traded with that person, the person wore a mask, and he also I don't know the identity of the other party, so Jiandie is extremely curious about who is going to deal with me, so she agrees to let me pretend to be him to attract that person. Unexpectedly, someone discovered my disguise, it seems that this person is not simple."

Xi Yazhu was silent, stroking An Junchen's frown, not knowing what to say.He has never understood state affairs. Although he was a prince, in his dynasty, the entire dynasty lived a life of luxury and money. Even the emperor didn't care about state affairs. When he was ambitious, he could only paint and write to cultivate his mood, so that the dynasty fell, and he never had a heart to regain the throne.

He had to admit that although in some respects, the emperor's mind was a bit problematic, but when it came to state affairs, he was absolutely unambiguous, he would kill when he should be killed, he would fight when he should be beaten, and he would never be soft-hearted. Put down the mask of the emperor, and turn into an innocent ordinary person.

"Emperor, I'm so tired."

"Not tired!" An Junchen held Xi Yazhu's hand suddenly, his eyes sparkled with determination, "How can you be tired after doing that kind of thing!"

... Chickens talk to ducks.

Xi Yazhu stopped talking. Talking to this person is a waste of brains. If you talk to him seriously, he can only speak seriously, and then fell ill again.

But there are some things that can't be done without talking.

"What are you going to do next, stay here?"

"Otherwise, I don't have any money, and you smashed so many bowls again, I..." Facing Xi Yazhu's slightly dark face, An Junchen hurriedly changed the subject, and said sweetly, "Well done, If you play well, if you don’t beat us badly, we’re not where we are today.”

... Is this really sweet talk, really!Why does it feel like irony!

"Staying like this is not an option. You will return to the imperial court after all, and I..." Xi Yazhu choked on his words, and as for him, whether he wants to return to the fief or follow An Junchen.However, after he came out, he didn't want to go back to the palace more and more, there was an invisible prison, even if there were beautiful mountains and rivers there, it couldn't compare to the fresh air outside.

An Junchen sensed the hesitation in Xi Yazhu's heart, and he flattened his mouth: "I know you don't like the palace, but I'm so lonely by myself..." The man jumped on Xi Yazhu, Rubbing back and forth between his necks, "Facing those old and immortal faces all day long, I'm so empty and lonely, and I can't fuck them up again..."

Gulong, he seems to have said something wrong again...

Xi Yazhu avoided talking about the matter of returning to the palace, and said: "You should find a way to get out of here first, I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go back to my former fief and meet my mother."

"Mother-in-law?!"

As soon as An Junchen's words came out, Xi Yazhu's face changed: "When did she become your mother-in-law?"

"She has always been." Patting his chest, An Junchen said frankly, "Yazhu, I'm married to you!"

"When did I marry you?"

"It's the so-called married couple, look, our hair is all tied together!" Grabbing their hair, An Junchen showed off his knotted hair with a smile.

"That's because your hair hasn't been washed for many days, it's knotted, and it's tangled in my hair."

...Yazhu, is it really good to be so uninteresting!

"All in all, once you are married, you are married. We have been married so many times. Ya Zhu is not shy, and you see I am not shy either!"

Xi Yazhu glanced at him indifferently, pulled back her hair, and turned her back: "Whatever you say." He said it flatly, but there was a wave in his heart.Although he has enjoyed glory and wealth in his life, there is only one mother who really kisses him.And since his mother passed away, there is no one close to him around him.It was really an accident that the emperor broke into his life, but now, he actually broke into his heart, and hearing what the other party said about marrying him, he was really a little secretly happy.

...It would be fine if this person didn't say the next sentence.

"You are my wife, so I can put you in a nine-nine-eight-one way day and night!"

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