Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 562
The moment Ning Heng stepped into the dormitory, he felt a great pressure all over his body, and his body suddenly sank, as if someone deliberately prevented Ning Heng from entering the dormitory.

Ning Heng looked up, and saw heavy curtains on the dragon couch, and a hazy figure of a woman was hiding behind the curtains.

Except for the first time, there is no one else in the entire dormitory.

And there is only one person in the entire Great Spirit Dynasty who can sit safely on the dragon couch—the Empress Lian Hongchen!
Ning Heng stared blankly at the hazy figure on the dragon couch. Even though he had fantasized about it countless times, Ning Heng was still very shocked at the moment when he saw him again, and all kinds of emotions filled his heart.

Those seemingly thin curtains are like a moat, separating Ning Heng and Lian Hongchen. The two people who were once intimate, now have the difference between monarch and minister.

Xiaohong is no longer Xiaohong, but the empress of the world of mortals.

But Ning Heng is still Ning Heng, unchanged in the past, unchanged in the present, and unchanged in the future.

Under heavy pressure, Ning Heng gritted his teeth and walked into the bedroom, looked away from the figure behind the curtain, and bowed to that figure.

"My minister, Ning Heng, pay my respects to His Majesty Hongchen."

Boom! ! !

The door of the dormitory was suddenly closed, and Qing'er was already standing beside her, looking at Ning Heng with a somewhat strange expression.

Lian Hongchen, who was sitting behind the curtain, didn't make any sound. Ning Heng waited for a while and then saluted again: "My minister, Ning Heng, pay homage to His Majesty Hongchen!"

The voice raised slightly, but Lian Hongchen still didn't respond, as if he didn't notice Ning Heng's existence at all.

Ning Heng frowned slightly, and wanted to look up at Lian Hongchen, but an invisible force pressed Ning Heng's head, making Ning Heng unable to look up.

"Kneel down."

The extremely cold voice finally sounded, without the slightest emotion, extremely indifferent.

Ning Heng hesitated for a moment, but finally knelt down on one knee towards Lian Hongchen. Although he was a bit reluctant, he was an emperor, and his status was too low, so there was nothing he could do about it.

The pressure of blessing on Ning Heng suddenly dissipated, Ning Heng regained his freedom, and could look up at Lian Hongchen, but Ning Heng did not raise his head, keeping his head down all the time.

The curtain swayed slightly, and a smooth and white jade foot like suet jade stepped out lightly, followed by another foot.

Lian Hongchen got off the dragon couch and came out from behind the curtain. With bare feet, long hair scattered, and a golden phoenix robe on his body, he stood in front of Ning Heng, staring at Ning Heng who was kneeling in front of him indifferently. constant.

Ning Heng lowered his head at this moment, Lian Hongchen's jade feet were clearly standing in front of him, within reach.

Ning Heng could even smell the familiar yet unfamiliar special fragrance from Lian Hongchen's body. Lian Hongchen, who was once Xiaohong, had this kind of fragrance on his body, but it was slightly different.

"You and I may not see each other for a long time."

Lian Hongchen's vermilion lips parted lightly, her voice was still pleasant to the ear, even without the slightest emotional fluctuation, it could still make people intoxicated.

Ning Heng was very calm at the moment, and said: "Seeing that His Majesty is well, I am satisfied."

Lian Hongchen looked down at Ning Heng coldly, seeing Ning Heng bowing his knees in front of him, for some reason, Lian Hongchen lost interest, and his expectations for Ning Heng dissipated a lot at first.

"Qing'er, you go out first." Lian Hongchen said to Qing'er who was standing beside him.

Qing'er was startled, looked at Ning Heng on the ground, then at Lian Hongchen, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, slaves should stay here."

Lian Hongchen took a deep look at Qing'er, Qing'er immediately understood what Lian Hongchen meant, said nothing more immediately, and silently exited the dormitory, but did not leave too far, and stood outside the gate of the dormitory.

Qing'er looked a little unnatural, letting a man stay in the dormitory with His Majesty Hongchen, even though Qing'er knew that no one could hurt the Empress Hongchen, but the Empress Hongchen was a woman after all, and stayed alone in the dormitory with a man , there will inevitably be some inappropriateness.

If it wasn't for the order of the Empress Hongchen, Qing'er would definitely not let such a thing happen.

And in the dormitory, with Qing'er's departure, the atmosphere became a little more charming.

Ning Heng was still kneeling, but his eyes were looking at Ning Heng's pair of jade feet, and he couldn't help admiring that these feet were so beautiful, so perfect that no one dared to desecrate them.

Lian Hongchen also seemed to know that Ning Heng was staring at his feet, a slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he lifted his foot and stepped on Ning Heng's heart.

Ning Heng sat on the ground in astonishment, looked up at Lian Hongchen, and what caught his eyes was Lian Hongchen's long white legs exposed outside the phoenix robe.

"What are you thinking?" Lian Hongchen stepped on Ning Heng with one foot, and said in a playful tone.

Ning Heng's throat moved slightly, even though some thoughts arose in his mind, he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Your Majesty, don't play tricks on this humble minister."

When Ning Heng said this, he took his eyes off Lian Hongchen's legs with great difficulty, and didn't continue to stare, for fear that Lian Hongchen would suddenly get angry and goug his eyes out.

Lian Hongchen snorted softly, turned around and sat back on the dragon couch, his figure was hidden behind the curtain again.

Ning Heng still felt a little bit reluctant, actually wishing that Lian Hongchen could step on him for a while longer.

"I don't like you being a humble minister. In my eyes, you are still just Ning Heng, not a minister." Lian Hongchen said lightly.

Ning Heng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I don't like that you always call yourself Zhen, even if you are the Empress of the Great Spirit."

As soon as this remark came out, Ning Heng regretted it. He dared to say such a thing. His life is too damn long.

But fortunately, Lian Hongchen didn't react at all, and didn't show any signs of getting angry, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and made up his mind that he must be cautious when speaking, and he couldn't just say what he thought in his head.

Ning Heng couldn't see Lian Hongchen's expression behind the curtain, he seemed lonely, lost in thought, and sad.

"Do you know why I let you into the imperial dining room?" Lian Hongchen said again, but he didn't call himself "I" again, which surprised Ning Heng, and felt something in his heart.

"Your Majesty probably wants to eat something I made." Ning Heng replied tentatively.

Lian Hongchen snorted lightly, and Ning Heng could hear the coquettishness of a little girl from her tone.

"The food you make is so bad that I don't want to eat it." Lian Hongchen said with arrogance.

Ning Heng had a strange look on his face, thinking that it was really that bad, you and that Qing'er are still full of greasy food?
"You should know that my injury has not healed yet. I brought you into the palace just to let you heal my injury. There is no other reason." Lian Hongchen said very coldly.

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