Fast Transmigration Big Brother Wants Candy

Chapter 227 I Thought I Was A Dog (37)
Queen's bedroom
Yun Ying put aside a stack of prepared memorials and rubbed his temples.

Now ministers from all walks of life have formed a faction to fight against her specifically, forcing her to hold a talent show or establish Fengjun.

She has been troubled all night by this.

If she could choose her identity again, she would not be the lord of the country, but a commoner, to be with the one she loves, a couple for a lifetime.

Zichen... I miss you again.

At this moment, a thin female voice came from outside the door, "Your Majesty, someone wants to see you."

Yunying dropped the wolf hair, leaned back, with a tired look in his eyes, he lazily opened his mouth, "Come in."

"Creak." The door was gently pushed open.

She didn't open her eyes, and continued to close her eyes to meditate.

It is estimated that another minister who is not afraid of death came to persuade her with "hard words".

The door was closed again, and then there was no sound, and the room was silent.

She frowned slightly, and had to open her eyes, her tone was a little lazy, "If you're here to persuade Gu to open a branch..." The words came to an abrupt end.

Yunying saw the person in front of him clearly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't believe it.

He couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, and looked over again.

It was still him...really him.

Neither of them spoke.

The house fell into silence again.

After a long while, Yunying broke the silence, "You...what's the matter with looking for Gu." Her throat was slightly astringent, fearing to scare him, her tone became much lighter.

Seeing her tired expression, Wen Wan couldn't help flashing a look of worry in his eyes. He answered irrelevantly, "Are you busy recently?"

Yun Ying stretched out his hand to arrange the wolf howling that had just been randomly thrown on the table. Hearing this, he was slightly taken aback, and replied, "It's okay."

"It's okay?" Wen Wan repeated it, and when he spoke again, he couldn't help but sound a bit reproachful, "Look how pale your face is, is that okay?"

Yun Ying pursed her lips slightly and stopped talking.

Wen Wan walked around the desk, walked behind her, stretched out her fingertips to rub her face gently, and said in a slightly cold tone, "Close your eyes."

"Oh." Yun Ying obediently closed his eyes after being so fiercely attacked by him.

The two were silent for a while.

Wen Wan pondered for a while in her heart before slowly opening her mouth, "Do you still remember what you told me before?"

Yunying's lips were tightly pursed, revealing a little nervousness.

After thinking about it for a while, several words came to mind.

Before she could answer, Wen Wan said to himself, "You said...you like me."

"You said, if you want me to stay at home obediently, you will come to marry me with eight palanquins."

"These words... still count?"

Yunying was stunned, his throat was astringent, and he couldn't say a word for a long while.

Wen Wan was not in a hurry, and gently rubbed her temples to help her relieve her fatigue.

"Gu...I..." She couldn't help clenching her hands nervously, "You...you're looking for Gu to talk about this?"

"Yes." Wen Wan's voice was clear and shallow, without any emotion.

Yunying's palms were sweating, she opened her lips, but couldn't say a word.

"I can tell that you have me in your heart." Wen Wan said bluntly, "You like me, don't you?"

Yun Ying subconsciously kept silent, but felt that further silence would lose the majesty of the Empress, so she straightened her neck and admitted, "Yes."

Wen Wan didn't expect her to admit it so quickly, she was slightly taken aback, and gently touched her temples with her fingers involuntarily increased the strength.

Yunying turned her head away, said in a low voice with red ears, "You're hurting me." She was right just now!How could she be right!

　In ancient times, it was generally used to call others.

　　Only those who have recognized each other can call each other by their names.

　　The woman calls the man's name with the consent of the man.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)