"In my heart, I have you."

“……”

"But in my harem, you can't be the only one."

“……”

"You, understand?"

Nanyan listened to his words word by word, chewed them word by word, and thought seriously for a long time.

Then, he nodded slightly.

She, of course, understands.

If you don't understand it in the past, but since you realize that you like him, since you throw yourself into his arms, and since you are determined to stay by his side, you have thought it very clearly.

The women around him, from the princess concubines brought by the Yan Wangfu at the beginning, to the queen concubines canonized now, almost none of them are ordinary characters.

The only accident is probably myself.

What else is there not to understand?

Looking at her well-behaved appearance, Zhu Feng only felt that his heart was too soft, but he still couldn't make it on his face, so he could only look at her with a calm expression, and then said seriously: "I ...... about these things." Women's affairs have always been very indifferent. ”

“……”

"But I'm the emperor."

In the past, when he was the king of Yan, his wives and concubines were the least among the kings, and he even thought that as long as there was a Xu Miaoyin, a Xinqing who grew up with him since childhood, it would be okay for his life to pass like this.

It wasn't until Emperor Wen cut the domain, he planned to start things, and began to contact officials from all over the world, that there were more women around him.

And now, as an emperor, this situation is even more inevitable.

In fact, there seems to be no difference to him whether there are more or fewer women, what temperament, and even what they look like.

He doesn't know much about the kind of jealousy, the mood of wanting to monopolize a person.

Until the little woman in front of me appeared and brought everything.

He began to notice her clever and clever gaze from time to time, and felt pity at the sight of her trembling with fright, and amused at the look of caution.

And the feeling of jealousy, he also felt it.

Therefore, when he knew that she was also jealous, he did not reprimand her angrily with seven out of seven like ordinary men, but on the contrary, he actually felt a little sweet in his heart.

At least he understood that she had her own in her heart.

Unexpectedly, he Zhu Feng would one day be such a "small-bellied chicken intestine".

If you like someone, will it be like this?

It's a pity that now that he is an emperor, he is destined not to have only "love".

Listening to his deep voice, word by word, it seemed to penetrate his heart, although there was a little inevitable pain, but Nanyan felt that it was good to have such pain.

Loving someone, maybe that's what it is.

Pain and sweetness are intertwined, and after experiencing pain, people will know more about the beauty of sweetness.

She lowered her head and said softly, "Your Majesty, the slave understands. ”

“……”

"Slave maid - no more jealousy."

“……”

Looking at her low-eyed appearance, she was obviously so well-behaved, but Zhu Feng felt a little sad.

He stood up, and his tall figure enveloped her almost at once, like a mountain in front of her.

He reached out and gently stroked her hair.

"Silly girl."

A deep voice sounded in his ears, with an irresistible tenderness, and when Nanyan looked up, he saw a little glint in his eyes that seemed to be joy.

He said, "When it's just the two of us together, I, let you be jealous. ”