Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Zhong Li returned to Longyang Palace at night and played a game of chess with Bei Muqing.

Beimu Qing raised her eyes and looked at the man who was obviously a little irrational: "Is your Majesty worried?"

Zhong Liye glanced at her, wondering whether he should say anything.

She didn't push him, she just listened when he said it; if he didn't want to say anything, she didn't ask.

"Qing'er." He finally spoke.

"Anthracene." Bei Muqing put the white chess piece in anticipation with her slender fingers. Her eyes kept staring at the chessboard, but her ears listened carefully to what he said.

"If I don't have three palaces and six courtyards, would Qing'er be willing to be my queen?"

She never thought that he was still struggling with this matter, and the movement of his hand paused: "Your Majesty, have you heard about the whereabouts of those people?"

Hearing her words, he was startled for a while. If he hadn't taken every word of her into his heart, he would not have known who she was talking about at this time.

"Qing'er, please give me more time. If we are in Liuyun Continent, we will eventually find him."

His eyes were deep, but she was focusing on the chess pieces in her hand. This conversation seemed to be a temporary one without any important theme. But it was obvious that the person he was talking about was someone she cared about so much.

"Your Majesty is busy with state affairs. If you don't have time to find someone, I can go by myself." She still had the same smile, and she didn't seem anxious at all. However, he felt threatened by these words. It came from her.

Threatening her, but knowing that she had no intention of doing so.

"How should we find Qing'er?" Since Qing'er said that that day, she has not asked him how the progress is going for such a long time. He thought she didn't care that much, but now it seems that he understands

Wrong, those few people, I'm afraid she cares more than he can imagine, right?

"Your Majesty, did you remember that I said my surname was Bei?"

Zhong Liye nodded.

"So, I always thought that maybe I should appear in Beiming Country." Nowadays, I don't actually have that much yearning for the country with a similar surname to her, but occasionally I still think of what I once said.

Zhong Liye's dark eyebrows furrowed even deeper: "Is Qing'er planning to go to Beiming Kingdom?"

"I have this plan." She didn't hide it either.

He stretched out his hand and held her hand: "If Qing'er wants to go, then I can accompany Qing'er when I have free time. I don't worry about Qing'er going out like this." What if she goes and never comes again?

Maybe even if he came back, how could he be willing to let her go for such a long time?

If you don't see him for one day, it will be like three autumns. How many thousands of miles are there between the Eastern Desert and the Northern Ming Dynasty? The time required to go back and forth is even more unknown. Moreover, his lover is so unique that when he goes out, he is afraid that he will attract countless people.

No matter what, he wouldn't feel at ease without him by his side. Not to mention such a distant Beiming Kingdom, he wouldn't feel at ease even if he went out on the street.

Zhong Liye's heart has been unknowingly occupied by possessiveness.

"Your Majesty is the king of a country. How can he leave the Eastern Desert Country at will? What's more, if he leaves like this, it will be of no benefit to your Majesty or the Eastern Desert Country if he is discovered by other countries."

"Then why don't Qing'er leave? Qing'er is here, waiting for them to come find her, okay? I will also ask people to inquire and see if those people are in the other three countries."

The two of them had been talking for so long, and Bei Muqing looked up at him for the first time: "Let's talk about it later."