Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

From a very young age, she has always believed that the person who will marry in the future will definitely be the emperor.

However, a few years ago, the Emperor suddenly left the Changsheng Temple.

She also wants to go out to chase, but she promised to leave, before the age of 18, will not leave here.

In the past few years, she has been waiting here, waiting for the day of eighteen. When she was 18 years old, she went out to find him.

Qingya also never worried that the emperor would see other women.

In her eyes, all the women outside are just plain fat, which has always been like a heavenly emperor. How can it be seen by other women?

Nowadays, it is only two months from the date of the oath, but it is a coincidence that the emperor is coming back.

However, his side is really carrying a woman...

Watching the imperial dust and the Fengchu songs closely follow each other, Qingya stunned his face, his body was awkward, and he stepped back.

Her range is not small, the Emperor is still aware of the dust. "Qingya Shimei, is the body uncomfortable?"

"No..." The elegant line of sight was swept away from the hands of Feng Chuge and the imperial dust. "It may be that the previous days were promoted, and the spiritual power is still unstable."

“Sister is now an intermediate spiritual esteem?”

"Yes." Qingya nodded.

The emperor sighed slightly. "Sister is very talented, and Master knows that he will be grateful if he wants to come."

"That is not as good as your brother." Qingya faintly looked at the two eyes of the emperor, and then swept through the Fengchu song, suddenly she frowned. "When the brothers were the first person in our longevity hall, I still remember that the old brothers always practiced with me. Let's take the herbs together to complete the task, and watch the stars together to see the moon. I didn't expect this, so many years have passed..."

Although the words are soft, but the eyes, the Fengchu songs are clear.

Elegant, this is clearly a demonstration! !

Looking at the eyes of Qing Ya, listening to her words, Feng Chu sings and moves, wants to withdraw from the hands of the Emperor's palm.

The Emperor was also aware of this, and his dawn was slightly cold. "I can't remember the previous things. Sister, if it's okay, go back first, we have to rest first."

Qingya bite the lip, and finally only a "good" word, retired.

After the elegant and elegant, Feng Chuge finally broke free from his palm.

She sat freely on a stone bench in the courtyard, the expression on her face, the joy could not be seen.

"Yangzi..." It seems that she is not happy with the Fengchu song. The emperor sat down beside her, and the purple scorpion looked at her faintly.

"My childhood?" Feng Chuge raised his eyes and confronted him.

"Yes." The Emperor did not lie. He and Qingya, it is indeed a childhood. From the notes until he leaves Changsheng Island...

Feng Chu song brows a move. "Looking at the stars together to see the snow and see the moon?"

The emperor slammed his mouth. "That is all the disciples in the temple to watch together..."

"Remember so clearly? Um?" Feng Chuge interrupted his words.

There are a few black lines on the dust of the emperor. How could he not know that his wife is jealous?

"That's all the old things..." The emperor's dusty face brought out a fascinating smile.

He stretched his arms and took Feng Chuge into his arms. "Before it was because you didn't walk into my world. After so many years, I finally waited for you. All the rest of my life is for you. So, don't be jealous of the lady..."