Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 230 And use the title to lure the king's heart (18)

On the other side, in the gazebo in the back garden of Cui Mansion, Murong Jue stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the end of the corridor leading to the gazebo from time to time, pursing his lips a little irritably.

Why hasn't Xi Ning come over yet?

He purposely said something that made Xining misinterpret, just waiting for her to get jealous and come over to tell him that she regretted it.

He also deliberately asked someone to reveal his whereabouts to her. Why hasn't this person come yet?
The snail can climb faster than her.

With the sound of brisk footsteps approaching, Murong Jue's eyes lit up, and he raised his eyes to look in the direction of the corridor, but he didn't see Xin Xinnian's figure, instead he saw Cui Jin'er.

Quickly suppressing the joy on his face, Murong Jue looked at Cui Jin'er with a calm demeanor and bowed to him.

"Why did Miss Cui come here?"

Cui Jin'er blushed, looked shyly and timidly at the handsome young man in front of her, lowered her head shyly, and her voice was as moving as a yellow warbler coming out of a valley.

"When my father was alive, he often said that His Majesty used to hide his thoughts and was not good at expressing them. When my father passed away, His Majesty must have been sad, and my servants were bold enough to share his worries."

"Share my worries?" Murong Jue looked at the woman in front of him who dared not look directly at him with a strange expression, surprised at her inexplicable words, but also ridiculed a bit.

what is she?
A daughter of a family that is about to fall into ruin, what qualifications does she have to share his worries.

What Murong Jue hates most about Cui Wenzhen, that old fox, is that he likes to presumptuously guess his mind.

Cui Jin'er's move completely hit his thunder point.

Murong Jue treats the Cui family so leniently, just because of his father's face.

As long as they don't extravagantly ask for things that don't belong to them, and continue to be pure ministers in peace, he can guarantee that the prosperity and wealth of the Cui clan will last for a hundred years.

But if they think about things that don't belong to them, the achievements of the Cui clan will probably be what they are seeing now.

Cursing his lips slowly, Murong Jue looked at Cui Jin'er who was blushing in a mess in front of him, waiting for her answer.

Cui Jin'er was seen to be even more at a loss, stuttered twice, and said intermittently: "My lady, my lady has learned a new piece of music with a pure heart and concentration, which can relieve your majesty's worries."

Murong Jue sat down on the stone bench with his robe lifted, his elbows resting casually on the stone table, and he propped his face lazily, and said casually: "So, let's play."

Cui Jiner hurried down to fetch the piano as if she had been pardoned.

She sat on the ground behind the screen, with her slender fingers resting on the strings, and the pure and peaceful syllables came out from her hands.

After the song was played, Cui Jin'er was about to get up——

"Okay, keep playing."

Across a screen, Cui Jin'er couldn't see the expression on the emperor's face clearly, and couldn't judge his emotions, so she could only follow his instructions and continue playing.

Behind the screen, the young and handsome emperor looked gloomy, watching the sun slowly move westward with a worried expression.

*
"Master Cui, have you found it?"

Xi Ning knocked on the door frame with obvious anxiety and impatience in his tone.

Leaning against the door frame of the study, she frowned impatiently, wanting to walk away unreasonably.

Why did she follow her with a soft heart?
She doesn't have any strong friendship with old man Cui. What he wants to give her must be some policies and strategies for governing the country. She will be the queen in the future, and the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. She wants these things for nothing!
The more Xi Ning thought about it, the more upset he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt stupid.

Lifting her feet, she was about to turn around and leave quietly, but Cui Jueming stopped her in time as if she had eyes behind her back.

"found it!"

Xi Ning had no choice but to take back the steps he had taken, and entered the study with a helpless expression.

Then I saw a thick picture scroll surrounded by two circles.

Cui Jueming wiped the sweat from his forehead, and introduced enthusiastically: "This is calligraphy that my father practiced in his spare time. He said that you are a master here, so you will definitely cherish his calligraphy."

Xi Ning looked at the pile of waste paper on the ground, and didn't really want Cui Lao's calligraphy works.

She appreciates calligraphy, but not Cui Wenzhen's cursive script.

She likes official script, regular script, thin gold style...

But people have sent it to their eyes, and they can't refuse it.

Xi Ning turned around coolly, and said casually: "Then please Mr. Cui to send these to my house."

Cui Jueming's eyes were tangled, and he looked at her several times while hesitant to speak.

Xi Ning looked at him with a bad feeling.

"General Xi, my father, these things are very precious..."

"Then let Mr. Cui take good care of it. Xi is really not so lucky." Xi Ning neatly interrupted Cui Jueming's hesitation, turned around and walked out without hesitation, turning a deaf ear to Cui Jueming's voice behind him. shouting.

The servant of Cui's mansion looked at his eldest son, stepped forward and said: "Young master, do you need a slave to stop General Xi?"

Cui Jueming changed his previous expression and looked at the direction where Xi Ning was leaving with deep eyes.

"No, let her go. At this moment, my sister should have become a sister. She can't change anything if she goes."

*
Xi Ning went straight to the back garden, hurriedly walking, very anxious.

No matter how dull she is now, she will still find that something is wrong with Cui Jueming, good guy, the reason for tossing around for so long is to delay time so that his sister can get along with Murong Jue.

Xi Ning walked in a hurry, and before he reached the back garden, he heard a melodious and melodious piano sound, and his face turned green immediately.

It's still on!
The anger in his heart became more and more intense, and Xi Ning rushed into the gazebo directly with the wind blowing under his feet.

After seeing the situation in the gazebo clearly, Xi Ning immediately grabbed Murong Jue without explaining. He pulled him towards the gate of Cui's mansion, and walked forward without hesitation until he reached the gate of Cui's mansion.

Xi Ning pushed the complicated looking Murong Jue into the carriage, and then told the driver to go back to the palace.

The atmosphere in the carriage was stagnant and oppressive.

Xi Ning frowned, without saying a word, with a stern expression, as if the country had been destroyed.

Looking at Xi Ning's ugly expression, Murong Jue's mood suddenly improved after being depressed all afternoon.

It seems that someone is more tormented than him.

Xi Ning typed up countless drafts in his mind, and after overthrowing and reorganizing, he closed his eyes irritably.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of broken jars, and he looked at death as if he were at home.

She grabbed Murong Jue's collar, pretended to be strong and stared at Murong Jue's joyful eyes, and asked aggressively, "What did you promise Cui Jin'er in the pavilion today?"

Murong Jue grabbed Xi Ning's wrist, looked at this angry look, rolled his eyes, and thought of an excellent idea.

He elongated his tone in a tricky way, and his expression was a little awkward.

"Want to know?"

"Say!" Xi Ning stared at him fiercely, his eyes slightly red.

Murong Jue smiled lightly, and under Xi Ning's eager eyes, he said leisurely: "It's not impossible to tell you, but in the future, when there is no one else, you have to call me husband, call yourself a concubine, or—"

(End of this chapter)