I've become the male protagonist's plug-in

Chapter 896 And proton, don't blacken 30
Most of her wine sobered up in an instant.

The man tilted his head and smiled at him slightly: "Your Majesty?"

Under the candlelight, the room was full of celebration, and the man in wedding dress was peerless.

Ah Zhao slowly narrowed his eyes.

The smile on her face disappeared, and her relaxed expression turned into indifference.

"Come on!" she yelled loudly, and raised her hand to break away from his.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Great Xia, come to me, Suzaku, is it just this sneaky?"

"Your Majesty?" An inquiring voice came from outside the bedroom.

Tonight was the empress's wedding night, and they didn't dare to break in directly.

"Give me..."

"Zhaoyang!" Hua Yong said quickly, "I just want to say a few words."

Azhaoli ignored him and continued to speak.

Hua Yong's expression darkened, and he lowered his voice: "You don't want to know where your sage is now?"

Ah Zhao stopped.

She looked at him incredulously.

Like shock, like disappointment.

Hua Yong avoided her gaze.

Yes.

He also felt sad inside.

When did he have to use threats when he wanted to say a few words to her?
"Okay." Ah Zhao spoke slowly, and his voice returned to calm.

She raised her voice and said, "Forget it, Shengjun is drunk. It's all right, you can continue to watch outside."

When the palace people outside heard this, they only thought that the empress was going to take care of Shengjun personally, and all sighed in their hearts how much His Majesty valued Shengjun.

Ah Zhao looked at Hua Yong indifferently: "Your Majesty the Emperor of Great Xia, I guarantee that if something happens to the Holy King, you don't have to leave me, Suzaku."

Hua Yong closed his eyes severely: "Zhaoyang, you and I...do you have to talk like this?"

Ah Zhao felt a little funny.

She really sneered: "You and me? Your Majesty the Emperor, with all due respect, if you hadn't resorted to despicable means, you and I would not have spoken like this."

"I will directly treat outsiders who appear in my bedroom as assassins!"

Ah Zhao thought about it, and felt that it was meaningless to talk to him.

She sat down on the seat on one side, and nodded to Hua Yong: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Hua Yong just looked at her.

She was wearing a snow-white undershirt, her long hair was wet and loose, water dripped down her body, and the white undershirt was soaked, showing a transparent state.

She has always had the bad habit of not wiping her hair after bathing.

Every time before, he would pull her over to sit down, take out a clean cloth, and dry her carefully.

Hua Yong's voice was a little hoarse: "If I don't come, you are going to meet another man like this?"

Ah Zhao glanced at himself inexplicably.

like this?what does it look like
She lowered her head, looked at the large water stain on her chest, and reacted.

She smiled when she realized it.

Laughing ironically.

"Your Majesty, you have to figure out one thing."

"This is my bedroom."

"The man you mentioned is my sage king. He lived to be worthy of my husband and wife. After a hundred years, he will share the Taimiao with me and be buried in the emperor's tomb together."

"The person who shouldn't be here is you."

Hua Yong has been looking at her fixedly, watching her say these heartbreaking words with a flat expression.

He suddenly laughed, and said softly: "Don't get angry with me, okay? I know, you just said these words on purpose to anger me. I know it's wrong. "

As he said, he walked towards Ah Zhao, and reached out to hold her hand.

(End of this chapter)