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Chapter 77

Situ Nanfeng's kiss was young but deep, as if he was kissing her back with all his affection.

Shui Yao felt the change in him, subconsciously placed his hands in front of his clothes, ready to undress him.

Situ Nanfeng, who was intoxicated by the sweet kiss, let go of her suddenly, and grabbed her hand with wide eyes.

"you……"

Shui Yao looked at him with blushing face, panting heavily, but stopped her hand.

Just like a young girl, when her boyfriend wanted to develop further, he held down the other's hand under shyness and fear.

Shui Yao thought it was quite funny.

However, Situ Nanfeng is such a traditional prince, so naturally, she can't be too proactive, after all, this is ancient times.

Fortunately, Situ Nanfeng is not an irresponsible person like Situ He.

……

Situ Nanfeng, who has no military power, has nothing to do every day. Anyway, he used to deal with some important military affairs, but now he has nothing to do.

The first thing I do when I open my eyes every day is to think about where to take her to play and what to do today.

After thinking about it, she immediately got up, packed her clothes, and went straight to Shui Yao's room.

At that time, Shui Yao was still sound asleep.

The relationship between Shui Yao and Situ Nanfeng is no longer a secret, and all the maids in the house have started to try their best to curry favor with her.

It's really annoying, not letting her clean up every day.

bother!
When Situ Nanfeng came to knock on the door, Shui Yao was still lying on the bed in a mess, with saliva almost dripping on the pillow.

I didn't expect that in ancient times, I could live so carefree.

"If you don't make a sound, this king will break in."

Shui Yao sat up suddenly, rubbed his messy hair, and reached out to touch his face.

When I took a shower last night, my makeup fell off, so I had to make it up quickly.

Immediately got up, and began to put on makeup in front of the mirror.

The door was pushed a few times, Shui Yao shouted loudly: "Don't, my lord, I'm sleeping naked, I haven't put on any clothes yet."

Situ Nanfeng blushed, and then gave up his plan to push the door in.

When Shui Yao came out, she had already changed into the appearance she had changed before.

He suddenly changed to Qing Guo Qing Cheng, fearing that Situ Nanfeng would be frightened, and when the time came, he would tell her that he was Princess Nanxin.

Shui Yao is a bit domineering.

After breakfast, Shui Yao asked Situ Nanfeng to play the piano for her, as long as Lian Yijie had played it, he would play it ten times for her.

Appreciating the flowers and the moon is indispensable, and the time of appreciation is longer than that of Lian Yijie.

Dancing... Relying on the original owner's memory, Shui Yao danced the Western Regions dance to the sound of Situ Nanfeng's zither, and for some reason, it became a modern dance again.

Situ Nanfeng was puzzled, but there were certain cultural differences between the two countries, so he didn't ask too many questions, as long as she was happy.

How could he fail to see that she wanted to keep the beauty between the two of them and cover up all the romantic relationship with Lian Yijie.

The sky is full of stars.

Shui Yao and Situ Nanfeng sat on the roof, Shui Yao held his arm, leaned his head on his strong shoulder, and looked up at the sky.

"Situ Nanfeng, do you really not want to be emperor?"

After ten days, Shui Yao finally asked.

The original owner's wish was for him to become king. If he chose to live an ordinary life with her, I don't know what would happen.

Situ Nanfeng didn't hesitate: "I don't want to, I'm too tired, and I won't have time to spend more time with you in the future."

"I hope you do what you want, and don't stop yourself because of me. There is no one in this world who doesn't want to be a king."

"Fame and status are not as important to me as you."

Situ Nanfeng spoke in a low voice in her ear, full of friendship, without any falsehood.

The corner of Shui Yao's mouth curled into a smile, every word he said was very sweet.

"Xiao San, if Situ Nanfeng is not the emperor, will the mission really fail?" Shui Yao asked the system.

"Must be."

"But he doesn't want to."

"You advise."

"Persuade your sister."

333: ...There is no sister in this system.

Of course the Holy One is still fine, as long as he is not dead, the mission will continue, so Shui Yao can't be too anxious.

……

Western Regions.

When Lu Yue arrived in the Kingdom of the Western Regions, it was already half a month later.

He was full of travel and dust, bumpy all the way, tired of boats and cars, changed countless good horses, and finally returned to the Western Regions.

The king of the Western Regions is a bearded man with a fat body and a pair of bright eyes. When he saw Luyue, he was very excited: "Have you found my precious daughter? Has she followed her back? Where is it now?"

Lu Yue took a few breaths, put one hand on her chest, and said, "Your Majesty, Your Highness Princess is still in the Central Plains."

"Still in the Central Plains? Didn't you ask you to catch her back?"

"The subordinate is incompetent, the princess is fine, it's just..."

"Just what?" The king of the Western Regions was so anxious to death by Lu Yue's unfinished words.

The baby girl has been away for a long time, and she hasn't come back yet, can he not be worried?

"The princess asked her subordinates to hurry back to the Western Regions to let His Majesty send troops to support the third prince, Situ Nanfeng. Now the Crown Prince of the Central Plains is fighting with Situ Nanfeng."

"What?" The king of the Western Regions felt that he heard a piece of news from the Arabian Nights: "How is this possible? At the beginning, this king kindly married his daughter to him, but he didn't bother at all. Now that he is in trouble, why should this king help him?"

"This subordinate also has this intention, but the princess..."

"What happened to the king's precious daughter?" When Lu Yue's words faltered, the king of the Western Regions became extremely nervous.

"The princess seems to like Situ Nanfeng, and has been helping him behind the scenes."

The king of the Western Regions was even more anxious: "It's over, it's over, my precious daughter, she must have been deceived, that Situ Nanfeng must have used sweet words and despicable means." As he spoke sadly, his eyes suddenly focused: " No, you immediately bring 50 elite soldiers to rescue the princess, and this king will go there himself."

"Don't." Seeing that the king of the Western Regions was so anxious, Lu Yue immediately persuaded him: "A country cannot live without a king, and the journey is far away. Your Majesty is waiting in the palace. Your subordinates will definitely bring the princess back safely."

Think about it too, although he is very worried about his precious daughter, but he can't ignore his people.

So, I agreed without hesitation: "Let's set off now, be sure to bring the princess back, wait a minute, the king will write a letter, and then you will hand it to the Emperor of the Central Plains, telling him that if the king's precious daughter is here The Central Plains lost a hair, and this king sent troops to fight with him."

Lu Yue: ...

……

Fengwang Mansion is decorated with lanterns and festoons.

The news that the third prince was about to get married spread throughout the entire imperial city.

No one knows the streets and alleys.

Situ Nanfeng has always done his own thing, he doesn't care about the current situation in the palace, he still wants to marry Shui Yao as his concubine.

This happy event was relatively simple, but it still caused a sensation in the entire imperial city.

This is Shui Yao's request, she doesn't want to get married and really want to go back to the Western Regions by herself, and then carry a sedan chair on the road for several months.

This is simply torment.

Situ Nanfeng refused to marry, her father would definitely not allow her to be with Situ Nanfeng, so... wait until the uncooked rice is boiled into popcorn rice, and then go back to the Western Regions to plead guilty.

　Thank you (who? It's him) for your tip.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)