Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 420 Reconciliation ([-])

The two walked to the seventh floor.

Fan Wang had arranged for a chair to be placed on the seventh-floor tower gate, Xiao Yuanming sat on the chair and pulled Qiao Yurong to sit on his lap.

Qiao Yurong didn't sit down, she looked at Xiao Yuanming: "Why should I sit?"

"Then do you want to stand and watch the night?" Xiao Yuanming said.

Qiao Yurong frowned: "Tell me, what did you bring me here for? It's just a night watch, why can't I stay there?"

"Sit down, I'll tell you." Xiao Yuanming said.

"Aren't you going to tell me if you don't sit down?" Qiao Yurong's face showed a slight annoyance.

Xiao Yuanming raised his eyebrows: "If you want this country, you have to pay a little sincerity, right?"

Qiao Yurong thought about it, anyway, they've already slept together, so what's the point of sitting down?
Without hesitation, Qiao Yurong sat down on Xiao Yuanming's body.

The corners of Xiao Yuanming's mouth twitched, and his hands immediately encircled Qiao Yurong's waist. That waist was as thin as a willow bud, and it would break when pinched. It has just been relieved, and I can't do it casually. I endured it and suppressed the desire in my heart.

Fan Wang took over the blanket, Xiao Yuanming took it, and hugged Qiao Yurong tightly, as if hugging a baby, covering tightly, afraid that the cold wind outside would cool Qiao Yurong.

The moonlight is extraordinarily bright today.

The sky was dyed like a wash, and the moon shone brightly on the earth. The moon was cold and white with light, and the earth became clear and bright under the light.

The two of them faced the empty sky outside the tower like this, and they could see at a glance, the densely packed and short houses, just like those TV dramas they watched in the previous life, as the lights dimmed, they illuminated a different landscape of mountains and rivers.

"Rong Rong, this is your country, are you happy?" Xiao Yuanming asked.

Qiao Yurong smiled lightly: "Who doesn't like Jiangshan, don't you?"

Xiao Yuanming held Qiao Yurong's hand tightly, and smiled with his narrow eyes: "Little thing, the country is full of flowers, but in my eyes, it is not as beautiful as you."

Qiao Yurong's heart moved, and she looked at the scenery below the tower with her clear eyes. It was an extremely cold night, but because of Xiao Yuanming's words, it was slightly ironed, and it was very warm.

"Are you really sure?" Qiao Yurong asked.

Xiao Yuanming hugged Qiao Yurong tightly: "Of course, as I said, I will give you whatever you want. The Regent Prince Xiao Yuanming always promises everything he says and never lies."

Qiao Yurong's body softened, and she leaned on Xiao Yuanming, smelling the particularly pleasant fragrance of cold plums emanating from him, she paused and said, "You want me to forgive me, so you use the throne to seduce me?"

Xiao Yuanming smiled slightly: "Where, I promised you to come in Beiyang City before the throne, I always remember it, as for whether you forgive me or not, I don't worry at all, I don't believe that there are people like you in this world. I’m still kind to you, I don’t believe that your heart is made of stone, and you won’t be moved by mine at all.”

"What if I really don't forgive you? You have handed over your throne to me, and you have nothing. Isn't that a loss of money?" Qiao Yurong said.

Xiao Yuanming wondered, this little thing, did he treat her too well, making her forget that he is actually the king regent who is above [-] people, the king regent who acts decisively and iron-bloodedly, the king regent who cannot be questioned by others.

How could he allow him to lose money and lose money.

His people can only be his.

But... A cunning flashed in Xiao Yuanming's eyes: "If I really want to lose both money and life, I will definitely enter the palace, and when I become your imperial husband, won't I lose both money and life?"

(End of this chapter)