Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Are you really sure of your decision?"

He stroked her back, his eyes deep.

"Si Si is not willing to part with the glory and wealth here?"

She blinked and shook her head.

"Didn't I say that? If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken. If you marry a dog, follow the dog. Wherever you are, I will follow you."

She said, paused, raised her head and hummed.

"No, I married the late emperor."

"I didn't marry you, but you married me to the late emperor."

Although in the end, he was the one who spent the night with her in the wedding room.

The man's hand stopped.

Looking at her, those deep phoenix eyes didn't know what they were thinking.

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Pei Jie admitted that when he saw her for the first time, he did feel strange.

Those eyes, very beautiful eyes, were slightly red. When they looked at him like this, he had an... indescribable feeling.

A slight tingling sensation, dense heart palpitations.

A strange and strong feeling, unprecedented.

It seemed that when she cried, he wanted to do something, and his heart seemed to collapse.

Obviously, he didn't feel this way when he saw her portrait before.

But at that time, a living little princess appeared in front of him, holding his hand and looking at him with soft eyelashes.

Almost for a moment, he wanted to say yes to her.

...It’s a really strange feeling.

It was so strange that after hearing that she had taken the poison, her heart contracted uncontrollably.

It was as if the whole heart was lifted up.

So, he went to her Zhaoyang Palace that night.

I didn't want to do anything to her.

But

She said that she was the queen and he could not touch her.

A very legitimate reason, impeccable.

But for no reason, he felt an unspeakable anger.

Queen?

He hated the word, very much.

Even if she knew that she was sent to that position by herself.

I still hate it, I hate it to the extreme.

So, that night, he——

It wasn't until he woke up the next day that he suddenly realized that he had done such a ridiculous thing.

But unfortunately, he couldn't bear the slightest regret.

On the contrary, there is an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

It was as if she was born to be with him.

Pei Jie held her hand and lowered his eyes lightly, blocking the dark scene.

"Didn't you once ask me if I never wanted to be an emperor?"

"." The pretty little princess looked at him.

He said slowly: "Actually, I thought about it."

"In other words, I have always wanted to be the emperor."

The little princess was stunned.

He seemed to sneer, his voice cold, "I have wanted to be the emperor for a long time, and I always want to sit in that position."

"The old emperor's worries are indeed correct. I did have murderous intentions towards Nangong Han."

"As for forcing him to study, if he doesn't study, go to the ice room."

His pale, cold fingers hooked a lock of her hair, like a poisonous snake, lingering and sickly.

"Don't you think it would be more fun for an emperor who was supposed to be a great and talented emperor to have his wings broken by me?"

Rather than being an unlearned puppet of the emperor, he actually preferred to watch the obviously talented emperor being forced to succumb to him.

Such a picture will certainly be more fun and challenging.

This is his bad habit, a bad taste in his bones that cannot be changed.

In other words, he doesn't want to change either.

His bright red lips were slightly hooked, and the arc seemed a bit strange.