Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Zhongli Ye did not appear in Longyang Palace until it was approaching evening.

"Little fox, why are you so fat?"

Inside the room, a black-haired woman was reaching out to pinch the little fox with half-closed eyes, muttering something.

Zhongli Ye looked at it and stopped. The sound was almost correct, but why did the hair change color?

Before he got closer, he stood at the door with his eyes half-closed and looked at it without interrupting his scrutiny. However, Bei Muqing, who was teasing the little fox, had turned around and looked at him with his eyes straight.

The eyes are opposite, except for the hair, the rest are different.

Zhongli Ye walked in and stretched out his hand to stroke the black hair. He didn't know how she did it, and turned the silver hair that was originally completely free of impurities into the black hair that was now without impurities, just like the silver hair was just a dream.

Same.

Bei Muqing looked into his eyes: "Doesn't black hair look good?"

"Qing'er looks good in everything." As long as it is her, it is difficult for women in the world to match.

Bei Muqing looked at him for a while, turned around and continued to pinch the fat flesh on the little fox: "Your Majesty, do you like me, do you?"

He treated her very well and could basically imagine everything for her. If she didn't like it, she couldn't think of why.

Zhongli Ye didn't expect her to ask such a question, and was stunned.

"Or, I like this face." She continued to speak.

"Qinger." He frowned.

"Please listen to me."

"Do you want to say everything? Are you crazy? Xiao Qing'er, we have an agreement. No one can tell you about this in your body." The vixen felt faintly rising when she heard her words.

I had a bad premonition, and I opened my voice anxiously.

Bei Muqing ignored him.

"If my true appearance does not look like this, but just the appearance of an ordinary woman, then will Your Majesty still like it?"

Some things that I have never experienced before and don’t know what they would look like. Just like before, Zhongli Ye treated her well, but she still didn’t feel that she was particularly interested. But now she asked such a thing, and she was in her heart.

But I became a little nervous.

Many things will come quietly, go quietly, and happen quietly, just like love.

He looked at her for a long time and reached out to pull the person up.

"There is only one Bei Muqing in the world. No matter what she looks like, no matter where she comes from, now or in the future, maybe this will happen from the moment she meets. I just want Muqing to be there all the time.

Until I grow old, I can still watch the sunrise and sunset with Qing'er, and the prosperity of the world."

He knew that she had something to hide from him, just as he had something to hide from her, but this passage was heartfelt words. The emperor is supreme, with a vast country and a beautiful woman, but he just wanted her to be by his side.

.That's all.

Bei Muqing looked at the Supreme Lord of All Saints, but a vague sentence appeared in her heart. The man's words became better. She still looked like this now, so he could naturally say such words without any pressure.

However, women are all emotional creatures. Even if Bei Muqing had such a rational rebuttal in his mind, he was faintly moved in his heart.

Even though he was just a few words, he was an emperor. In this country, only people followed him and pleased him. Therefore, Bei Muqing still felt a little moved when he listened.