Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

I don’t know whose tears are sliding down the cheeks

All the sounds seemed to stop only after death, and everyone outside the house looked at each other.

Now that the prince's dream has come true, it is obviously something worth celebrating. Why...

When Jiaoyang opened her eyes, the sun was shining brightly outside the house, and the sunlight filtered in through the window.

She had a headache and climbed up from the bed.

There was a man sitting on the stool next to the bed, his chin propped on his hand, obviously waiting for her to wake up. The head moved from side to side, and it actually looked a bit cute.

Jiaoyang blinked and looked closer. In front of him was a completely unfamiliar face. The man had picturesque eyebrows, slender eyebrows, and a pointed oval-seed face. His appearance could no longer be described as "good-looking". He was simply full of the bewitching nature of evil beings.

At this moment, the man's eyes opened, and Jiaoyang looked at the man who was starting to look a little sleepy without evading it.

When the man first saw her, he was confused for a moment, and then stood up quickly, and the stool fell down with a "clack".

He grabbed her arms, his eyes full of panic: "Jiaoyang, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? How is your head?"

Jiaoyang shook her head gently and stared at his face: "I'm fine."

Xiao Beiheng noticed her staring at his face, feeling happy and bitter in his heart, with mixed feelings.

If he had approached her with this face in the first place, would the result have been different from now? He used to disdain to use his appearance to please her, just like those prostitutes and wandering girls. But now, he should feel relieved, at least he still has a face.

However, Xiao Beiheng also noticed that she called herself "I" instead of "Empress". Is this an explanation?

He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, grabbed Jiaoyang's hand, and whispered in the gentlest voice: "It's good that Madam is fine. If you are fine, my husband will be relieved."

"Madam, husband?" Jiaoyang tilted her head and looked at him incomprehensively, "You mean, you are my husband and we are husband and wife?"

Xiao Beiheng smiled and nodded: "Madam, I forgot, it has been more than three months since you married into the palace. Although madam is weak and the doctor does not allow you to go out, you are indeed my only princess in the palace."

"Princess?" Jiaoyang was stunned again.

"The doctor said that Madam hurt her head this time, so some memories are temporarily unclear," Xiao Beiheng continued with a faint smile, "Why, Madam doesn't believe it?"

"No," Jiaoyang shook her head with a smile, "Although I can't remember clearly, I don't know why, but what you say always makes me feel trustful inexplicably. So, I believe what you say."

At this moment, the palace is facing an unprecedented storm.

The emperor swept everything on the desk to the ground, feeling unprecedentedly angry and nervous. He was in a state of chaos: "Such an important thing has been messed up. Have you searched in the streets and alleys? Have you searched in Prime Minister Rui and Prince's Mansion? Why can't you find it? People! If we can’t be found again, I will make all of you pay with your lives!”

Lao Ai felt something hit her, but she didn't dodge and knelt on the ground expressionlessly.

After the emperor finished getting angry, he stood up expressionlessly: "I will continue to look for him."

Turn around and take away everyone in the net.

When the others left, the emperor held the table with both hands, and tears fell on the table drop by drop. His heart felt helpless and helpless as never before.

Jiaoyang, where are you?