Number 1 Scandalous Queen

The corner of Xia Weibao's mouth suddenly bends, "The emperor."

"Ok."

"You said this mahogany comb, when will it break?"

Lu Hualiang's eyes flashed, "Never."

Xia Weibao lowered her head and smiled softly, "Well, I believe it."

He said that as long as his feelings for her remain, this mahogany comb will not rot.

Never rot, this is a promise to her that his feelings for her will never deteriorate.

Such an affectionate man, how can she bear the heart to let down.

Regardless of whether Long Xuanye's words were true or false, it was all past.

If it is true, then treat her as a guilty man.

She is not a saint, it is impossible to take care of everyone.

Just take care of the people she cares about.

Lu Hualiang glanced in the mirror, reflecting her face that was smiling but obviously distracted.

"what happened."

"It's nothing."

Lu Hualiang groaned for two seconds, "Long Xuanye is looking for you today?"

Xia Weibao was startled, "Well, when I met in Taolin, he asked me why I wanted to kill him."

As for the latter words, don't let Lu Hualiang know.

He had no sense of security towards her, and if he were to let him know that Long Xuanye and her might have had a longer past, long before him, he would be more worried.

"How do you answer."

"Look at him, kill him if he wants to."

Xia Weibao said, standing up and facing him, "Husband, the moonlight is so good tonight, let's go for a walk in Taolin."

The night is fine tonight, the moon is sparse, and the bright moonlight shines through the gaps in the peach forest, shining on the men and women who are walking with their opponents holding hands, like a silver glow, better than the years.

The evening breeze gently blew Xia Weibao's white skirt and her soft hair.

It reveals that beautiful face as if it had come out of the painting.

The light breeze blew by, countless peach blossoms blossomed, and occasionally a petal fell on her shoulder.

A piece of peach blossom fell on the face, Xia Weibao spread out his palm, and the peach blossom lightly fell on her palm, blowing gently, and dancing with the wind.

Eyebrows bend, smile like a flower.

Lu Hualiang tilted his head and stared blankly.

Xia Weibao turned his head and just hit his tender eyes, his pretty face flushed, "Look at what."

"Look at my wife."

Can't remember how long they haven't walked in such a leisurely and elegant way.

This kind of quiet leisure time is becoming less and less.

It seems to be busy every day.

She smiled so quietly and tenderly, and it's been a long time since she saw it.

She loves to laugh very much on weekdays, but her smile is different from this time.

I suddenly realized something in my mind. He is a qualified husband, but not a qualified lover.

It seems that when they are together, he rarely creates romance for her.

Which woman doesn't have a girl to cherish spring, and he ignored it.

Lu Hualiang suddenly pulled her over, hugged her from behind, and slowly walked forward.

Xia Weibao leaned her head on him and shared half of his weight with him, enjoying this warm and intimate time.

"Queen, do you regret marrying me."

This is what he has always wanted to ask but dare not ask.

Afraid to hear the answer that he could not bear.

Maybe the night was too blurred, and suddenly asked.

After asking, I felt regretful again, for fear that her answer would disappoint him.

Xia Weibao's small white hand was wrapped around her big hand around her waist.

"A woman will only give birth to her beloved man."