Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The boy's thin lips were gently covered.

Holding the door with one hand and covering the girl's eyes with the other.

Slowly go deep.

At this time, those who were flustered just now, those empty pains, were slowly filled up bit by bit.

Others are not important.

Even if the emperors have been romantic since ancient times.

Even if the other party is destined to accept the harem.

He would also... make the Queen all his own.

Otherwise...he is afraid that he will be crazy.

Originally, he hated this world where women were respected and men were humbled.

Why do men depend on their wives?

But now...

"Master wife..."

The young man whispered softly between his lips and teeth.

"His Majesty……"

After a pause, Qing Ye slowly removed the hand covering the girl's eyes, her dark eyes were dark and deep, and she stared at the girl quietly.

"Can I call it that? Your Majesty..."

Feng Qian returned to his senses, and his eyes were a little dull.

Confused, he blinked his eyes.

The boy repeated: "Can Wei Chen call His Majesty the wife and master?"

When he asked the question, Qing Ye's eyes were tightly shrunk on the girl.

Under the calm exterior, there is still a bit of tension in the heart.

He can do anything to make the Queen be the only one by his side.

However, he had no confidence, and His Majesty only had him in his heart.

Even, it is impossible to determine the true intention of His Majesty.

In the early morning of that day, Qingye discovered that His Majesty was different.

Before, the other party only disgusted him.

Later, gradually, he fell unconsciously.

It was not until the girl followed Yan Luo into the other party's room that he truly determined his feelings for His Majesty.

Very strong emotion.

Want to dominate each other.

Right now, he asked this question, no matter how calm and calm he appeared, he couldn't deceive and cover up the tension in his heart.

"Master wife?"

Feng Qian silently recited the title.

Women respect the world, and when a man marries a woman, he must honor the woman as his wife.

Fragment will always marry her, and there is nothing wrong with calling his wife master.

Thinking of this, the girl nodded.

"Can."

Hearing the sound, Qing Ye pursed his lips and pulled the girl into his arms again.

Tighten very hard.

Feng Qian: "..."

She seriously doubts that after tonight, will she still be conscious in her waist?

…

Acknowledging the title of wife master proves that the queen promises to marry him.

"Master wife..."

Qing Ye pursed her lips and called out several times.

After being so satisfied, I suddenly thought of the current situation.

Qing Ye pursed his lips, and his voice was a bit jealous: "Your Majesty has just been in for a long time."

"Um?"

ha?

what?

While hugging the girl, the boy rested his chin on the girl's shoulder, putting most of his weight on the girl.

Fortunately, it was against the door, and Feng Qian barely supported the other party.

"What did His Majesty just do in that person's room?"

The young man asked in a muffled voice, his dark eyes gradually deepened a little, with a hint of coldness.

Feng Qian replied obediently, "I didn't do anything, just... a transaction."

"trade?"

The young man was silent.

However, he doesn't care what the deal is, what he cares about is—

"Has Your Majesty touched him?"

If you come across...

He was afraid that he would be out of control and do something.

Feng Qian felt that the fragments were inexplicable, but shook his head.

"No, not encountered."

She just took a purse from the other party.

However, when Yan Luo was mentioned, Feng Qian suddenly remembered that there was still something important to do.

All were delayed by small fragments.

Feng Qian raised her hand and pressed it on the boy's shoulder.

With a serious look, he said, "Aye will accompany me back first, and I will also bring some silver taels to redeem Yan Luo's life."