Empress: The Old Emperor's Way to Pursue His Wife

Chapter 33 Return (5)

As Xiao Yi said, although she hasn't seen each other in the past few years, she knows almost everything about him.Especially the trivial matters in life, it's almost to the point where she even knows how many times he goes out in a day.

The reason why she was able to achieve such an achievement has nothing to do with the News Pavilion. It is all thanks to him giving a small report a day and a big report every three days. No matter which corner she is in, she will deliver it on time, rain or shine.

As a result, Chu State’s Babaili Express developed rapidly, possessed extremely excellent qualities, and its business radiation scope truly achieved all-round and no dead ends...

Although her "illegal assembly organization" specializes in collecting all kinds of information, as long as she is willing, she can know within half an hour when the dog of the third concubine's seventh uncle's second nephew's cousin's dog is in heat It was sown several times outside, but there was news about two people, and she never inquired specifically.

One of them was Xiao Yi, who would take the initiative to report everything to the goalkeeper, making it impossible for people to ignore him, and the other one was Mo Yanxiao.

To be precise, she just didn't deliberately inquire about anything other than political achievements and official affairs for the high-ranking and powerful Prime Minister Chu.

The reason is that at first it was anger, then it was not daring, and then it became a natural habit.

Three years is neither long nor short.

It has been long enough for the person in her heart to gradually fade away, replaced by another man who is as natural as eating, drinking, and breathing in her life.

It's just that she still can't be sure, this is liking.

Because in front of Xiao Yi, she didn't seem to have the kind of heartbeat she had for Mo Yanxiao at the beginning, the kind of worrying about gains and losses, the kind of desperately trying to please the other party's favor and win the other party's approval.I'm afraid that I will be rejected if I don't do well enough, I'm afraid that when I wake up or even just turn around, that person will go away, no matter how hard she tries to change for him, no matter how much she lowers her figure infinitely won't go back...

"Yueyue, what are you thinking about with your soul flying out of the sky?"

"Oh man."

"...What is the name, who is the ancestral home, how many people are there in the house, how many acres of land..."

Xiao Yi squinted at Xiao Yi, who was jumping violently: "I'm just wondering, when I was wandering outside in the past few years, I also met many men who had plans and ideas for me, why in the end they ran away for no reason. Either avoid me like a snake or just disappear?"

Xiao Yi said seriously: "Anyway, I never used my status as emperor to suppress them."

"is it?"

"I just use my identity as emperor to suppress their father, master, brothers and sisters, seven aunts and eight aunts, etc."

Being scrutinized by Xiao Yi's pair of half-squinted phoenix eyes, Xiao Yi quickly put on a very sincere and innocent kind expression: "Actually, I did this for your own good, and the kind of cowards who don't want to be scared want to do it." what?"

"To put it lightly, through the ages, how many people can really go all out to snatch a woman from the emperor?"

Xiao Yi immediately said 'wow' in great surprise: "Yueyue, have you finally admitted that you are my woman?"

"Hey! Let me just say that one day..." Xiao Yi slapped triumphantly, "Even if you are Monkey King, you still can't find my Wuzhi Mountain!"

Xiao Yi said casually: "Why are you comparing me to that monkey again?"

again……

As soon as these words came out, both of them seemed to think of something suddenly, and they were all taken aback.

However, the only thing that came to mind was the late summer afternoon when Mo Yanxiao compared herself to Bodhi Patriarch, comparing her to Sun Wukong.

And the other thought was that in the early autumn evening, in front of Mo Yanxiao, comparing her to a monkey grandson, and comparing herself to a Buddha.

In the silence, Xiao Yi raised her hand to straighten her hair, and her fingertips paused on a dark red jade hairpin inserted obliquely.

Xiao Yi looked at her lazily, but gradually clenched his open palm unconsciously.

The time I went to look for Mo Yanxiao, did she already know...

(End of this chapter)