After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 1128 Even if you deceive others, you cannot deceive yourself

After being speechless for a while, he suddenly laughed.

He stretched out his hand and hugged her, "Miss Yin, will you marry me?"

Yin Jiuqing blinked, "How did I get better?"

He shook his head, and said truthfully: "There was an old woman who asked the child to bring a pill, you can take it and you will be fine."

She nodded thoughtfully, "Sure enough, because I do too many good things in my daily life, there are always people who are reluctant to let me die."

Saying that, she smiled embarrassedly.

As if thinking of something, she looked at him suspiciously, "But why do I keep crying?"

Gu Qingyu also noticed her moist eye sockets, and he gently wiped them away with his fingertips, "I guess you are afraid that you will never see me again after you die, so you feel uncomfortable."

"Hehe!" Yin Jiuqing twitched the corners of his mouth with a fake smile, and glanced at him with a look of "I'll just quietly watch you pretend to be aggressive".

Gu Qingyu was not annoyed, he gently took her hand, "The fifteenth day of next month is a good day, how about getting married?"

After a pause, he added, "It's been more than a month since I ascended the throne, and it's been a long time since I became a queen, so I'm under a lot of pressure."

Yin Jiuqing looked ahead thoughtfully, without saying a word.

She still heard Su Chenyang's words, but she couldn't wake up at that time.

Looking at her expression at the moment, Gu Qingyu's eyes revealed a trace of undetectable tension, and he stared at her like this.

After a while, she suddenly exhaled heavily.

Raising her eyes, she stared at him seriously, "Young Master Gu, you must know one thing before you are with me. I have nothing but this beautiful face."

Gu Qingyu: "..."

He pursed his lips, held her hand lightly, hummed a syllable from his lips, "Mmm."

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The emperor of the Qingbei Dynasty married the eldest princess of the Yanjing Dynasty and married them as the queen. As soon as the news came out, the whole world was in an uproar.

Everyone is talking about this marriage, some are optimistic and some are not.

But in the Southwest Palace, no one dared to mention it, the atmosphere was gloomy, and everyone was cautious, for fear of touching someone's scales.

Su Chenyang handled matters big and small with dignity, seemingly indifferent on the surface, but people's eyes could not deceive others.

Even if you deceive others, you cannot deceive yourself.

Concubine Li gently placed the brewed tea on the desk, hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Your Majesty, since you really like the young master, why do you want to break the engagement?"

The behavior of the monarch these days is clearly that he can't let go of the son.

Even the Changle Palace where she used to live still maintains the appearance she likes, and the palace people are still the same as before.

It is cleaned every day without interruption.

When he was tired of dealing with state affairs, he would go to Changle Palace to rest, giving people a feeling as if the son was still there.

Hearing this, his eyes sank, but he didn't say a word after all.

Because no one will understand.

Sometimes loving someone is not possession, but when she is happy, he is happy.

Because the person in her heart was not him from the beginning to the end.

Tied her to his side, she will not be happy.

Seeing that he didn't talk to her, Concubine Li saluted and retreated silently.

Ever since the monarch returned from the Qingbei Dynasty, it seemed that he had suffered from a serious illness that could not be cured. It seemed that only in Changle Palace could he get a moment of tranquility.

His post was still vacant, and the courtiers wrote to him every day to make him a posthumous queen, or choose beauties, but he refused them one by one.

(End of this chapter)