Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 922 If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have let you get me so early

Murong Wan was startled by the man's sudden serious tone.

Mu Mu stared at him for a long time, and put his little hand on it: "Baby, baby, don't take it seriously, I'm just joking!"

"That's what you think."

Murong Wan's face was almost green: "How is that possible? You know that you are the only one in my heart, and if I had thought that way, I would have met those men in the backyard long ago!"

"Do you still dare to touch it?"

"Don't dare"

The man seemed to be really angry, no matter how Murong Wan coaxed or comforted her, the man didn't pay her much attention along the way.

The night outside is already very dark, the kind where you can't see your fingers.

It was cold outside and even colder inside, Murong Wan silently shrank into a corner.

"Aren't you tired of me?"

She heard Pei Qilian speak suddenly.

I just wanted to pat my chest to promise, how could I get tired of it?
Her baby is so good, so perfect, even if she sleeps for another 100 or 1000 years, she won't get tired of it.

Hearing the man's tone of dejection suddenly.

"If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have let you get me so early."

No hesitation, if she hadn't given it to her so early, perhaps until now, she would still miss him.

Murong Wan: "."

Outside the carriage, Wan'er dared to raise her hands and swear to the sky that she really didn't listen to it on purpose, but that the carriage was so big.
It's really that big, and what's going on inside can be clearly heard outside.

Just now, she was talking with the empress through a curtain outside.

She poked Qiu Cheng who was concentrating on driving the horse beside her: "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Qiu Cheng helplessly rolled his eyes to her: "Whatever he is doing, the emperor is having another convulsion."

Wan'er: "."

"Baby, the cold wind is relatively heavy at night, so you recovered. Why don't you drink some tea to warm your stomach?"

The carriage drove for another distance, and in the small space carrying the two of them, there was silence, which was far greater than the words that were said since returning from the palace all the way.

Murong Wan was about to cry, "Baby, have a cup of tea, let's calm down first, okay, good baby"

Pei Qilian ignored her, just raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly, then turned his dark eyes elsewhere.

Murong Wan thought he would ignore her.

Thinking that she was invisible, she provoked him again.

But after a while, I heard the man say sullenly and sadly: "Do you think I'm getting more and more unreasonable?"

"No no."

Murong Wan shook his head like a rattle, and shook his head again very seriously: "Baby, it's true, you have to believe me, I won't dislike anyone if I dislike you."

"But do you think I'm old?"

"No more!!"

Murong Wan raised his hands and swore: "Baby, you have to trust me!! You are only a few years older than me. It is obvious that women age faster, but I am older than you! What's more, you are beautiful now, don't you look at me?" Have my imperial sisters all made up their minds about you!"

"I don't want them!"

"Okay, okay, don't, don't! Let's not, if you say no, then don't!"

"only you!"

"Well! As long as I want me! I want you too!"

"boom--"

Suddenly, the carriage staggered, and the whole carriage bumped accordingly.

Murong Wan threw herself into the man's arms.

Pei Qilian glared at her several times, and seeing her throwing herself into his arms, he subconsciously wrapped his arms around his waist, and said duplicity: "Smart words, don't think that a few words can make me happy."

(End of this chapter)