Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The sound of footsteps on the eaves finally disappeared, leaving only the sound of dripping rain, which sounded very hypnotic.

Yun Si closed her eyes and rested her mind.

The ears move from time to time, just like a little white tiger scratching its ears, a favorite action.

The breath of the man next to her was sudden. She thought for a moment, couldn't help it, turned sideways, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, has something big happened?"

Otherwise, why would he go to his sister's room in the middle of the night?

Que Yan slowly opened his eyes.

"What do you think?" he asked quietly.

Yun Si's mind flashed, "Your Majesty, is...in danger?"

Or...assassination?

"..." The man looked over with a dull, dark gaze.

His body is tall, and when he turns sideways, his legs still cannot be straightened and need to be slightly bent.

He was resting his head on her pillow, and his handsome, god-like face seemed to be a little closer.

His big, slightly cool palms covered her face and touched her, as if treating a child.

"My Chu Yang is so smart." He said lightly.

The rich tone was like the darkness in the room, covering up everything without revealing any emotion.

Yun Si blinked and felt his fingertips touching the ends of her eyes.

His hands were cold and covered with a thick layer of calluses.

When it touched her skin, the rough cocoons slid over, bringing an inexplicable sense of crispness.

Her heartbeat stopped for a moment, and her cheeks began to turn red uncontrollably.

What she couldn't stand was that he touched her cheek so gently. Every time he did this, it made her feel cherished and warm.

She coughed lightly. Although she liked it, her rationality was still there.

Avoiding his hand, he said, "Your Majesty is so complimentary. Chu Yang also talks nonsense and does countless things."

As for his sentence "My Chu Yang", although Yun Si felt a little strange when hearing it, she didn't seem to feel anything wrong.

He is the emperor, so naturally everything belongs to him.

Therefore, Yun Si simply ignored the first half of the sentence.

Que Yan didn't seem to be annoyed by being avoided. His sinister eyebrows were slightly lowered and his tone was calm.

"My Chu Yang is... sixteen years old this year?"

"...Yes, I will be seventeen soon."

In fact, when she was sixteen years old, she had hair extensions and was considered an adult.

But because she was not favored, no one cared about her as a princess at all. In addition, she was in the mourning period of the Queen Mother and could not do anything big, so she simply stopped doing it at that time and just ate a bowl of temple snacks. The longevity noodles made by the master for her.

Now she was suddenly asked by the emperor. As Yun Si listened, she thought of Yingchun saying that all adult princesses in the palace would be married off immediately.

She pondered for a moment and said softly, "Brother...but you think it's time for Chu Yang to get married?"

Que Yan raised his eyelids, and his unfathomable phoenix eyes seemed to fall on her red lips.

When the voice of "Brother, delicate and delicate" came out, it was like being poured with honey, fragrant and tender, extremely soft.

Although she didn't apply rouge, her lips were extremely rosy and as bright as flowers.

He didn't move and stayed on her lips for a long time.

The girl couldn't wait for his answer, she pursed her lips, carefully tugged on his sleeve with her thin fingers, and whispered,

"Brother...Chu Yang doesn't want to marry so early, can he? Don't rush to marry Chu Yang?"

She seemed to be acting coquettishly, her little voice sounded like a little vixen.

A charming person who seduces people without knowing it.

Que Yan's throat moved slightly.