Chapter 369 Beauty Is in the Eyes of the Beholder

Fucang nodded shyly, but before he could say anything, Chu Qinghuang suddenly turned over like a carp and instantly pressed Fucang under him, looking down at him condescendingly: "Beauty, will you obey me tonight?"

Fucang was stunned and looked at her with a confused expression: "..."

"Silly?"

Fu Cang came to his senses and pursed his lips because of nervousness: "Master, do you want me to sleep with you?"

Chu Qinghuang hooked his chin and raised his eyebrows lazily and playfully: "You seem to be looking forward to sleeping with me?"

Fu Cang stayed calm: "Subordinate...the loyalty of the subordinate belongs to the master, and the body also belongs to the master..."

Chu Qinghuang lowered her head and kissed him, blocking all sounds in an instant.

The air seemed to become silent for a moment.

Fucang clearly heard the violent heartbeat. He didn't know if it was his own or his master's... Well, it should be his own heartbeat. His master was always calm and calm, and would never beat so hard.

The soft touch made him sink.

The clear and charming breath lingered on the nostrils. Fu Cang was so nervous that he forgot to breathe. He unconsciously clutched the mattress with both hands, like a little daughter-in-law who was about to be raped by an overlord.

"Why does it look like I'm bullying you?" Chu Qinghuang raised her head and stared at his nervous expression with closed eyes, feeling happy, "Before, I was thinking about what kind of ban I should give you in the future, but now I think, You are fit to be a docile little daughter-in-law.”

Fucang quietly opened his eyes, recalling the feeling of talent, and said after a moment: "My master is wise and powerful, and I am willing to be my little wife."

"What are you talking about?" Chu Qinghuang patted his head, stood up and leaned back on the bed, "A man should stand upright. What I want is a loyal and docile little wolfdog, not a soft and easy to bully little wife."

Fucang pursed his lips: "This subordinate is willing to be bullied by his master."

Chu Qinghuang's expression was subtle: "How do you want to be bullied by me? With a whip three times a day? Or make you kneel on the washboard every day like a tigress?"

Fucang sat up, with a faint smile on his lips: "All my subordinates are willing."

"Although beating and scolding is love, I really want to treat you like that. I'm afraid you will never think of me as a gentle and kind little fairy or a Bodhisattva who saves all living beings." Chu Qinghuang said casually. , reached out and flicked his forehead, "Besides, I have a hobby of torturing people. You are willing, but I am not willing."

Fucang slowly leaned over and said, "I know that the master is reluctant to let go."

Chu Qinghuang tilted her head: "Fucang."

"master?"

"Looking at your recent changes, I fully believe that three years is enough for you to complete your transformation." Chu Qinghuang smiled lightly, "But you are not allowed to learn to be glib, and you are not allowed to play tricks with me."

Fucang nodded obediently: "Yes."

"In the future, I will go to more places and see more gentle women. Don't look around and don't think about it in your mind." Chu Qinghuang warned him, "Although I believe you, I should say what I need to say first. If you have any other ideas, I won’t give you a chance to make up for it.”

"I don't know how." Fucang's expression changed slightly, "No woman in the world can be as gentle as my master."

Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Chu Qinghuang finally confirmed that she was unique and perfect in this little wolf cub. She hoped that this uniqueness could last longer, ten years, twenty years, fifty years... so that it would not fade throughout her life.

"Well, I know you won't." Chu Qinghuang's expression became gentler, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Fu Cang couldn't sleep.

She was destined to have insomnia again tonight. Thinking of saying goodbye tomorrow morning and not knowing when the next meeting would be, Fucang felt empty and particularly uncomfortable.

"In order not to distract you, I have decided not to set foot in Cangyun Mountain within a year." Chu Qinghuang said in a serious tone, "I am working hard in governing the country in the palace. You can study in Cangyun Mountain with peace of mind. Stop worrying about gains and losses. Did you hear that?”

One year?

Fucang thought for a moment in silence and nodded slowly: "Yes."

A year is very long, but if you endure it, you will get through it.

How can the fragrance of plum blossoms come without suffering from longing?

Chu Qinghuang had to go on a journey tomorrow, and would work hard day and night in the next period of time, so Fucang was very sensible and did not disturb her again, nor did he pester her to talk like before in Cangyun Mountain.

The two of them fell asleep quietly next to each other and spent a quiet and warm night.

The next morning, Chu Qinghuang didn't even say goodbye. She had already said everything she needed to say before she decided to leave. Both royal brothers knew her decision to leave, and the loan procedures had been completed. There was nothing more to say. .

Rong Yu and Nan Xi are also used to separation.

As long as their daughter is well, parents have to let go when it's time to let go, so it's rare that this part of being reluctant to leave her doesn't happen again.

Chu Qinghuang left the imperial city in a carriage. After leaving the city, he put on a fast horse and galloped away with his bodyguards.

Fu Cang watched the horse's hoofs getting further away and stood silently for a long time. Only when he could no longer see the figure in front of him that worried him, did he turn the horse's head and drive into the city gate.

The end of February was the birthday of Dongling Emperor Xuanyuan Hao. A grand palace banquet was held in the palace, and the envoys from Northern Xinjiang sent tribute gifts on the occasion of the emperor's birthday.

His Majesty the Emperor of Northern Xinjiang came in person, and under the attention of everyone, he sent his most sincere blessings: "I wish His Majesty Emperor Ming a long life and good health, and the Dongling Kingdom will last forever for generations to come!"

The cold and handsome emperor raised his hand and signaled: "Emperor Duanmu, please take a seat."

Duanmu Yu thanked him and looked around before sitting down. The man standing next to him searched the crowd with his sharp eyes like a hawk, but he never saw the person he was looking for, and his brows knitted tightly.