My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 3942 Will You Accept Me?

Ramir listened to the doting words of her lover, and with smiling eyes she gently raised her head which was nestled on Song Qing's shoulder.

Then, the beautiful lady raised her beautiful eyes shyly, looked at her lover in front of her, and giggled softly a few times.

"Hehehe, yeah, little sister, I'm smart, right?"

Song Qing listened to the slightly coquettish tone of the beauty in his arms, and immediately nodded happily again.

"Hahahaha, that's right, Mitty, you are indeed very smart."

"Haha, haha, good brother Qing, I think I'm pretty smart too."

After Ramir laughed a few times with her lips slightly opened, she immediately responded to Song Qing softly with a smug look on her face.

Then, Ramir suddenly hugged Song Qing's waist tightly, looked up at his beloved in front of him with his beautiful eyes full of affection, and called him softly.

"Brother Qing!"

Song Qing heard the voice and immediately said in a loud voice: "Hey, beauty, what's wrong?"

Ramir listened to the question from her lover, and immediately opened her red lips and took a deep breath.

"Breathe! Breathe!"

Ramir let out a long breath with his red lips slightly parted, and was about to speak when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind him.

The footsteps came closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer.

Ramil, one of Safisa's female guards, has been on duty in the palace for a long time.

Therefore, she naturally knew what these footsteps coming from far away were.

Patrol Guards, these are the footsteps of the patrol guards in the palace.

Ramir heard the footsteps behind him becoming clearer and clearer, and the expression on her rosy face became slightly panicked. She hurriedly let go of the slender arms that were around Song Qinghu's waist.

Immediately, she raised her pair of delicate hands and pushed Song Qing's chest hard, then began to struggle hard in a panic.

This time, Ramil was not pretending to struggle hard, but was really struggling hard.

"Brother Qing, the patrol team is here, please let me go."

Seeing the panic-stricken look on the pretty face of the beauty in his arms, Song Qing knew in his heart that Ramir was really anxious this time.

So he immediately released his hands that were gently around the beautiful woman's slender waist.

After Ramir left Song Qing's arms, he quickly began to tidy up his armor and wrist guards.

Finally, the beauty quickly raised her pair of fair hands and gently touched the ponytail behind her head.

After making sure that everything was fine with her current condition, the beauty let out a long breath with her lips slightly opened.

"call!"

After seeing Ramir's series of actions, Song Qing turned around with a smile and looked at the patrol guards who were almost reaching the corner of the trail not far away.

"Mitty, my beauty, are you so nervous?"

Ramir listened to the laughing voice of his sweetheart, first rolled his eyes at Song Qing with a look of reproach, then turned around and looked at the patrol guards not far away.

"Brother Qing, of course it is necessary!

You have to know that I am not your real woman yet!

Besides this, Brother Qing, you have not given me the proper status that I deserve.

To use the words of your Great Dragon Dynasty, the relationship between us now is neither right nor reasonable!

Under such circumstances, how could I not be nervous? "

Just as Song Qing and Ramil were talking in a low voice, a team of patrolling soldiers about ten steps away just walked onto the path in the corner of the palace and immediately spotted Song Qing and Ramil standing in the shadows.

"Who are you? Tell me your identity now!"

Song Qing heard the patrol leader's surprised shout, and he smiled and walked out of the shadows.

Seeing this, Ramir hesitated for a moment with a blushing expression on her pretty face, then raised her beautiful feet and followed Song Qing silently.

"Brothers, don't be nervous, it's me, Song Qing."

The leader of the patrol guard heard Song Qing's smiling response and instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, with a smile on his face, he put down the lantern he was holding high in his hand, and immediately moved towards Song Qing and Ramir.

"I, Wang Dashan, pay my respects to His Majesty the King of Wuyi."

"We pay our respects to His Majesty King Wuyi."

Song Qing looked at the dozen or so soldiers in front of him who were saluting him, and with a smile on his face he gently raised his hands.

"Brothers, no need to be so polite."

"Thank you, Your Highness King Wuyi."

"We thank His Majesty King Wuyi."

Wang Dashan straightened up with a smile on his face, then turned his head and looked at Ramil who was standing behind Song Qing.

"Your Highness Prince Wuyi, who is this person behind you?"

When Song Qing heard Wang Dashan's smiling question, he turned around with a smile on his face and took a small step back.

In an instant, Ramir's appearance appeared in front of Wang Dashan and his brothers.

When Wang Dashan saw clearly that the person behind Song Qing was Ramir, he immediately bowed gently to her.

"So you are Captain Ramir, I am honored."

Ramil immediately returned the salute, chuckled and said, "I dare not, I dare not, I am polite."

Wang Dashan smiled faintly and nodded, then turned around and bowed to Song Qing.

"Your Highness, King Wuyi, it is our brothers' duty, I hope you will not be offended."

"Haha, haha." Song Qing chuckled a few times and waved his hand nonchalantly: "I understand, I understand, brothers, you guys continue patrolling."

"Yes!"

Wang Dashan responded to Song Qing respectfully and waved to his brothers behind him.

"Brothers, let's go and continue patrolling."

After about dozens of breaths, the figures of Wang Dashan and his group quickly disappeared from the sight of Song Qing and Ramir.

Song Qing withdrew his gaze, and with a smile on his face, he leaned towards Ramil.

"Mitty."

Hearing the voice, Ramir quickly withdrew her gaze, turned her neck slightly and turned her gaze to Song Qing.

"Hey, Qing brother?"

Song Qing stretched out his hands with a smile on his face and gently held the beautiful woman's white and tender hands.

"Miti, what did you want to tell me just now?"

Listening to her sweetheart asking her questions in a gentle tone, Ramir's graceful body trembled slightly, and a hint of shyness flashed in her watery eyes.

"Brother Qing, I...I..." "Hmm? Beauty, what?"

"I...well, what...well, what..."

Seeing Ramir's hesitant look and unable to speak, Song Qing exerted force with both hands and gently held the beauty in his arms again.

"Miti, good Miti, don't be nervous. If you want to say something to me, just say it directly."

Ramir listened to the gentle voice of her beloved, and a complicated expression appeared on her pretty face as she fell silent.

Song Qing saw the expression on the beautiful woman's pretty face suddenly become complicated, and a hint of worry appeared in his tiger eyes.

"Mitty, you?"

Ramir frowned slightly and pursed her red lips, with a complicated expression on her pretty face as she opened her arms and gently embraced Song Qing's waist.

After a long time.

Ramir bit her red lips twice with her pearly teeth, raised her beautiful eyes with embarrassment at the sight of her beloved in front of her and called out softly.

"Brother Qing."

"Hey, Mitty, you say it, I'm listening to you!"

"Brother Qing, according to your Great Dragon Kingdom, Western kingdoms like the Arab Empire, India, Rome, Prussia, etc. are all barbaric and uncivilized countries.

In the eyes of you people of the Great Dragon Dynasty, even powerful kingdoms like India and the Arab Empire are so incompetent.

The Yemen Kingdom, where my younger sister and my eldest daughter were born, must be even worse off.

Moreover, I used to often hear others say that people from your Great Dragon Dynasty particularly look down on those of us who are born in Western countries.

Even the beggars from your Dalong are unwilling to accept charity from us outsiders.

This shows how much you people from the Great Dragon Dynasty look down on us, who they consider to be barbarians.

Brother Qing, to use the words of your Great Dragon Dynasty, I am a woman who was born in a barbarian country!

In this case, Brother Qing, tell me, will the two sisters in your family accept a younger sister like me who was born in a foreign land?"

After Ramir finished speaking in a low voice, she struggled slightly to break free from Song Qing's embrace.

Then, with nervous eyes and complicated expression, she gently fiddled with her slender fingers.

"Mitty."

"Hey, Qing brother."

Song Qing casually pulled out the pipe from his waist. He gently opened the pipe and skillfully filled the pipe bowl with tobacco.

"Miti, where did you hear those things you just said?"

Ramir heard the question from her beloved and immediately replied softly, "Brother Qing, I heard it from some caravans returning from your Great Dragon Dynasty."

Song Qingdan smiled and nodded, then took out a box of matches from his sleeve. He then lit a match and handed it towards the pipe.

Then, he took a small puff of the tobacco from his pipe, smiled faintly and threw away the half-burned matchstick between his fingers.

"Miti, have you heard these things before, or have you heard them recently?"

"Brother Qing, I heard about it before."

"Have you heard of it before?"

"Yeah, that's right, I heard that before."

"Miti, how long ago was this thing you're talking about?"

Ramir frowned and thought for a moment, then looked up at Song Qing who was smoking and said softly, "Well, Brother Qing, it's been several years."

"Ah? Several years, several years?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's been several years."

Song Qing nodded with an expression of understanding, raised his hand and gently fanned the smoke between himself and Ramil.

"Good Mitty, have you heard anything about this recently?"

Ramir listened to the questions from her beloved and shook her head gently a few times.

"Uh-huh, no, I haven't heard of it."

Song Qing raised his head and glanced at the bright moon in the night sky, then raised his hand and pointed towards the road ahead with a smile.

"Miti, come on, let's go for a walk together."

"Oh, okay." Ramir nodded slightly and replied in a soft voice.

Song Qing brought the pipe to his mouth, took a small puff of the tobacco, then walked forward with a faint smile.

Seeing that his sweetheart had already set off, Ramir raised his white and tender hands to gently stroke his hot cheeks, and followed Song Qing slowly.

"Mitty."

"Hey, Brother Qing, you speak, I'm listening!"

"Good Mitty, I don't deny that the situation in our Dalong was indeed the same as what you heard.

It’s even worse than what you’ve heard.”

As Song Qing finished speaking in a calm tone, Ramir's tall and slender body trembled slightly, and the expression on her pretty face suddenly became tense involuntarily.

"Brother Qing, what about those two sisters?"

Song Qing casually put his left hand behind his back, turned his head with a smile and looked at Ramil who was walking side by side with him.

"Miti, my beauty, what I just said was in the past. It was like this in the past."

When Ramil heard Song Qing say this, he subconsciously asked, "Brother Qing, what about now?"

"Haha, hahahaha~" Song Qing raised his eyebrows and chuckled a few times, then looked at Ramil whose pretty face was blushing and said softly: "Now? My beauty, haven't you seen the current situation with your own eyes?

My beauty, think about it carefully. How long has it been since you heard those rumors? "

Ramir pursed her red lips twice, her eyes turned slightly and she began to recall.

After a while.

Ramir stopped his recollection and gently turned his head to look at Song Qing who was walking side by side with him.

"Brother Qing, ever since your Great Dragon Dynasty's two armies conquered the Kingdom of Tianzhu and the Kingdom of Dashi, I have never heard of such rumors again."

Song Qingdan smiled and nodded, then took a small puff of the pipe in his hand.

"Hey Mitty, can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, yeah, Qing, you ask."

"Good Mitty, let me ask you, what do you think of the attitude of Marshal Zhang, Marshal Nangong, and the other generals of the Western Expedition Army towards you?"

When Ramil heard his beloved asking him this question, he replied without hesitation, "Brother Qing, Zhang Shuai and his friends are very gentle and approachable.

Back then, when Zhang Shuai and his men had just captured the capital of the Arab Kingdom and seized the royal palace, all the people in the palace who had not had time to escape were terrified.

At that time, everyone subconsciously felt that they were going to die. "