Your Majesty’s Heart-to-heart Pet

"Your Majesty...you, you...you eat..." Ruan Yang looked at the chopsticks stretched out in front of him, shivering and lowered his head. A piece of fish was caught on the chopsticks, and it fell off between her words.

The air suddenly quieted down.

She and Ning Yuqian were the only two at the table, and the palace people all stepped back after finishing the dishes.

Originally, she lowered her head and ate the food in front of her peacefully, ignoring the existence of Ning Yuqian as much as possible.

However, when he raised his head, Ning Yuqian looked at her with a smile, the last chopsticks and fish meat in front of her.

Ruan Yang looked anxiously at the piece of fish that fell on the table, then glanced at Ning Yuqian, who was sitting on the opposite side with his eyes down and unable to see his expression. He immediately picked up the piece of meat and put it in cautiously. Mouth.

By the way, this table should be very clean...it shouldn't have diarrhea after eating...

Ning Yuqian looked at her, his expression changed slightly, until Ruan Yang clutched his neck and coughed violently, he said, "I didn't pick a prick."

The expression on his face was quite innocent, and it clearly said you don't blame me—it's not my fault.

Ruan Yang coughed with a blush and a thick neck, and stared at him with wide eyes, the fishbone in his throat stuck.

Ning Yuqian got up and walked to her. The feeling of alienation on his body just disappeared a lot. He squatted beside Ruan Yang and pulled down her hand covering her neck.

Then with some strength in his palm, he slapped Ruan Yang's back with a palm.

A heart-piercing cough sounded deafeningly, accompanied by a fishbone flying out of Ruan Yang's mouth, and falling into Ning Yuqian's bowl impartially.

Ruan Yang only felt comfortable all over, only the part of his back that had been photographed by Ning Yuqian was a little painful.

She wiped her mouth and looked at Ning Yuqian: "You..."

After a pause, remembering Ning Yuqian's identity again, he sighed and said, "Forget it, you just need to remember to pick it up from now on."

This kind of person who has been pampered since childhood, who would remember to stab others?

Her voice was a little dumb, Ning Yuqian frowned, and said blankly: "I did it on purpose."

"Why?! Don't you know how uncomfortable it is to be stuck by a fishbone!" Ruan Yang angrily nodded his shoulder, and said every word: "Do you know, I almost died! I was stuck by a fishbone! of!"

I don't know why, she doesn't seem to be so afraid of Ning Yuqian at this moment, and she can even vent her anger on him.

Instead of thinking about whether Ning Yuqian would kill her after this.

Ning Yuqian patted her on the back and said calmly: "It won't die, it's just a fishbone."

"..."

Ning Yuqian picked up the cup on the table and handed it to her mouth calmly, seemingly inadvertently said: "If you are so cold and cold, I don't know what I will do."

"..."

Ruan Yang once again had nothing to say.

She obviously...she offered him as if she was offering to her ancestor.

Is this not enough?

"Drink." Ning Yuqian looked at Ruan Yang who was motionless, with some irritation in his tone.

Ruan Yang respectfully held the tea cup in both hands, nodded, and said with a sense of ritual: "The concubine, thank you, your Majesty for the tea."

Then he took a sip and put the cup in both hands on the table.

She blinked, looked at the fishbone in Ning Yuqian's bowl, and said flatteringly: "Your Majesty will wait a moment, and the concubine will go and get you a clean set of chopsticks."

Ning Yuqian raised her eyebrows and squinted her eyes for a while. Ruan Yang sat up vigilantly, and asked respectfully, "Your Majesty has any other orders?"

After a long time, Ning Yuqian burst into laughter, and the endless beauty between his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be... amiable.

He said: "Idiot."

But there was no half-angry in his tone.

Ruan Yang couldn't figure out what he meant, so he didn't speak, and looked at Ning Yuqian's face with his eyes open.

"Speak." Ning Yuqian said again.

"Yes." Ruan Yang said.

Ning Yuqian frowned, then reached out and touched her forehead, "Are you stupid?"

Ruan Yang's face turned dark, but after thinking about it, he said obediently: "The concubines are naturally dull, and naturally they are not worthy of your majesty."

She was extremely clever, and even her posture was extremely supple.

But Ning Yuqian was full of anger.

She is like this...what is the difference between not liking him.

Obviously he was still so lively yesterday, and he kissed and hugged him today, and now he has become a different person.

Ruan Yang blinked pitifully again, pursing his lips and said, "Is your majesty disgusting his concubines?"

Ning Yuqian's complexion eased, and he heard Ruan Yang say again: "Your Majesty can't dislike your concubines just because your concubines are stupid! Your Majesty wants to be good to your concubines for the rest of your life!"

His heart is hot and his eyes are a little wet.

She didn't know how many years he waited for these words.

But in the end he just kept his face cold, nodded his chin, and said nonchalantly: "It would have been better if it was this way."

Ruan Yang lowered his head again and said grievously: "Your Majesty cannot feel that your concubine has alienated you just because your concubine is nervous when you are with you."

After she finished speaking, she realized that Ning Yuqian had taken her hand and pressed it to her heart.

The man's heartbeat is fast, one by one, very powerful.

She was stunned, and forgot that she was thinking about how to play Ning Yuqian's words.

"Actually, I'm also nervous." Ning Yuqian whispered: "When you ignore me, the dance here is very slow, but when you care about me, the dance here is very fast, as if you are about to fly out."

Ruan Yang laughed.

Except when Ning Yuqian threatened her, she really didn't feel her heartbeat speeded up.

Ning Yuqian pressed her hand and held her hand tightly: "Anyway, you...just don't refuse me."

When she rejected him, her heartbeat seemed to stop in an instant. It's slow as if it won't jump.

Ruan Yang hurriedly nodded without tears and said: "Your Majesty, I know! I will definitely not refuse any of your requests!"

She drew her hand, trying to retract it.

Ning Yuqian clung to her hand, kissed on the palm of her hand, and even licked it lightly, returning it to her with unfinished talent.

Ruan Yang secretly wiped his hands where he could not see.

This male protagonist is not only a pervert, but also special...will slap.

Such a frivolous action is just what it says.

Ning Yuqian looked at her with deep eyes.

Can't tell what it feels like in my heart.

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It wasn't until Ning Yuqian was sent away that Ruan Yang let out a long sigh of relief.

She never knew that there are people like Ning Yuqian in this world who are moody and irritable. She just keeps talking about threats at every turn.

The man seemed to like her very much, but he seemed very fragile and couldn't bear her being left out in the cold.

Like a hedgehog.

When you are happy, you will hide the thorns and talk easily; when you are not happy, you will erect the thorns and stab people everywhere.

It's like being... bluffing.

I'm afraid that others will see through how much he cares.

Ruan Yang propped his chin, only feeling that his road was very difficult to walk.

She can't tell Ning Yuqian that she is not Ruan Yang, and beg him to find a way to find the real Ruan Yang.

The night view of Bihe Palace is very beautiful. On a midsummer night, the sky is full of stars and there is a shallow lotus fragrance in the air.

She was lying on the recliner, and suddenly remembered that she and Ning Yuqian had counted the stars here.

But-

Does Ning Yuqian do this to every woman?

Still thinking, a low cough sounded behind him.

The courtyard was a bit biased, and there were almost no people at night, so Ruan Yang turned his head suspiciously.

Ning Yuqian was followed by a face-to-face eunuch. Ruan Yang remembered that he seemed to have seen him in Ning Yuqian's palace, and he was still holding a lot of... if you read it correctly, it was a memorial.

Ning Yuqian has changed his clothes, a royal blue brocade dress, which is tightly cut to his waist, and his whole body looks more and more jade.

He smiled and stood there, as if waiting for her to come to meet him.

She didn't know why, she got up from the recliner when she thought about it, trot over and stood in front of him.

Until Ning Yuqian's deep laughter sounded, Ruan Yang was still a little bit startled-since when did she really want to approach him.

Without any purpose.

Ning Yuqian shook her hand naturally and wrapped it tightly in her palm.

"Why are you back again?" Ruan Yang followed his steps and asked softly.

"Hmm—" Ning Yuqian paused, then pointed to her face suddenly, nodded with her finger, and said, "Come to count the stars."

Seeing Ruan Yang frowned, he smiled and stopped teasing her. He said directly: "I can't bear the two stars on your face~"

Ruan Yang nodded silently, not very interested: "Oh."

Ning Yuqian wrapped her shoulders and said, "In fact, Yang'er's eyes are very beautiful."

"…thanks."

The little letter behind him shook his hands holding the memorial.

I have been with Ning Yuqian for two or three years, and I have never heard him say anything like this.

Suddenly I heard it, but it was really...horrifying.

Say such words in such a cold voice. This contrast is absolutely stunning.

When he entered the room, Xiao Walnut smiled so that his eyes were narrowed, Ruan Yang pulled her sleeve and asked where Su Bihuai had gone.

Little Walnut leaned into her ear and said, "I went to a private meeting with my lover."

Ruan Yang's heart bounced when he heard the word "love man".

Ning Yuqian coughed and instructed Little Walnut to light up the room.

Then he waved his hand to let the little walnut go out.

Little Walnut still smiled when he went out, his mouth couldn't close, and the look in Ning Yuqian's eyes was even more eager.

Ning Yuqian sat calmly at the desk, picked up the zipper and looked at it.

The warm yellow candlelight in the room hit him, and his side face was inexplicably soft, lined with a royal blue brocade robe, which gave him the illusion of a handsome young man.

Ruan Yang couldn't look away.

Ning Yuqian was natural, and said casually: "Younger, pour a cup of tea."

Ruan Yang responded in a daze, and a little panicked he picked up the teapot on the table of the Eight Immortals and poured it over.

When she put the tea cup in front of Ning Yuqian, he suddenly raised his head, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and blinked at her.

Then he grinned, put down the zucchini warmly, and took a sip of tea seriously.

When picking up the teacup, his fingertips even gently stroked the back of Ruan Yang's hand.

Ruan Yang retracted his hand without knowing it.

It's just that the heartbeat has lost its frequency and missed a beat.

Ning Yuqian coughed and asked, "Yang'er, do I look good?"

Ruan Yang's thoughts were pulled back by his questioning.

It is true that Ning Yuqian looks good. but-

Ruan Yang smiled, so he said with difficulty: "But the concubine thinks...she looks better."

Ning Yuqian turned his head away, and pointed to the chair opposite the desk in anger, and said, "You sit here and watch me deal with affairs."

Although Ruan Yang was a little confused, he sat down obediently, "Ning Yuqian, what do you want to do?"