Chapter 920 He Proton, Don't Blacken 10

Ah Zhao laughed loudly: "I'm only being rude to you."

Ah Zhao looked at Hua Yong like this, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

This seemingly cold and indifferent personality is not easy to get close to, but is actually shy and soft-tempered, which is really too cute.

And after learning about her and Huayong's settings, she discussed with Marshmallow how to go about this world.

In the end, Ah Zhao felt that he could go as he wished.

Isn't the task to protect Hua Yong and prevent him from being blackened by stimulation?

She interfered with the marriage between him and Bi Lanting, and took him into the palace.

Give everything an emperor has to love and protect him.

Just like that, she didn't believe that the hero could still be blackened.

When Ah Zhao came, Hua Yong could no longer read books at ease.

The two chatted for a while, Hua Yong asked inadvertently: "I thought His Majesty would come to play chess in the afternoon, I don't want to miss someone."

Ah Zhao stretched out his hand and tapped the corner of his mouth: "It was wrong again."

Hua Yong was as good as he was good: "Azhao."

Ah Zhao didn't hide it from him: "Lan Ting is sick, I'll go see her."

Is Bilanting sick?

Hearing this name, Hua Yong's eyes flashed.

He hated Bi Lanting, a woman in his heart.

It's just that there is not much to talk about hatred.

After all, in the previous life, the other party humiliated him, and he personally took revenge.

He also didn't forget the scorching gaze he shot from the direction of Bi Lanting when he entered the hall to meet the empress.

Hua Yong has always had enough awareness of the charm of his skin.

In her previous life, Bi Lanting fell in love with her at first sight because of this face, but in this life, it seems that the difference is not much different.

Just such a coincidence?

She got sick when she entered the harem yesterday?

Hua Yong raised his head and glanced at A Zhao, not missing the soft look in her eyes when Bi Lanting was mentioned.

They, the royal sisters, have a good relationship.

...

Azhao got up early in the morning and didn't rest in the afternoon because he went to see Bi Lanting, so after chatting for a while, he became a little sleepy.

Now that you are sleepy, you will naturally go to bed.

She said to Hua Yong: "Qing Que, go to bed."

Hua Yong's body froze undetectably, and then relaxed again.

He said softly, "Okay."

However, it was beyond his expectation.

After the young empress went to bed, she didn't do anything to him.

She lay on the bed very well, only when Hua Yong was lying on the bed, she stretched out her hand and held his hand, interlocking her fingers.

"His Majesty?"

A Zhao closed his eyes, shook his hand as if coaxing a child: "Okay, go to sleep."

She slept as soon as she said she would sleep, and soon her breathing became longer.

Hua Yong did not fall asleep so quickly.

He turned his head and looked at the woman beside him.

The light is no longer dazzling after passing through the layers of curtains, but it is enough to make people see clearly the appearance of the person next to the pillow.

She had a calm demeanor, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, showing a completely defenseless posture.

Hua Yong never thought that one day, he would peacefully lie on the same bed with this woman who had been fighting for more than ten years.

Even just the night before, they had done the most intimate thing in the world.

Good luck tricks people.

He stared fixedly at Ah Zhao for a long time, felt the soft touch from the palm, moved his fingers several times, and finally did not pull out the palm from the opponent's palm.

I just don't want her to get suspicious tomorrow.

he said to himself.