Hand over the rivers and mountains to please you: wrong to be the emperor's wife

Chapter 209 You just give it to me (7)

"Ah—" Thinking about it, my eyes suddenly hurt sharply, and a fist has already been swung over.

He jumped up suddenly, covered one eye with one hand, and pointed at Beiyue with the other, "Hello, Beiyue, don't take my tolerance for you as presumptuous."

"Hmph, anyway, you can't talk about him."

"you."

"The Emperor is here—"

As soon as the bright yellow voice stepped into the bedroom, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment by the scene in front of him, and then smiled knowingly.

"Yue'er." The tone was helpless, but also pampering.

With a sore nose, Bei Yue turned around and ran to the bed and lay down on her stomach.

Bei Xuanming bowed his little head respectfully, "Father, my son will take his leave first."

Bei Di nodded, and said again: "Ming'er, Yue'er is your younger sister, let her go."

"Yes."

Although Bei Xuanming said yes, but for some reason, when he heard the word "sister", he felt a hint of resistance in his heart.

But without thinking too much, he withdrew.

Bei Yue pulled off the quilt, covered her whole body, and arched her body angrily.

Beidi sat down beside the bed, smiled and gently tugged at Beiyue's quilt, "Are you going to suffocate yourself? Do you want me to feel bad?"

It just wants you to hurt, it hurts you to death.

Bei Yue still didn't answer.

The Northern Emperor sighed, "Yue'er, it's really inappropriate for you to say that kind of thing on that occasion today, is it because you are at odds with your father?"

Even if it wasn't suitable, the emperor didn't talk to her like that, and the grievance in his heart was even worse.

But Bei Yue knew that now was not a good time to be awkward, and she had to ask Bei Di for the things she was thinking about.

Slowly poking his head out, Bei Yue looked at Bei Di with two round black eyes.

"Father, my daughter really likes Qi Xuanzuo, so you can give it to me."

"Nonsense." The Northern Emperor frowned, "He is the prince of a country, and he is not a thing. How can he give it to you?"

"Then you let him stay with me, anyway, won't he want to live here in the future?"

Beidi's eyes flashed strangely quickly, but looking at Beiyue, she was only a seven-year-old girl, what could she understand.

(End of this chapter)