After being married by the emperor

Hearing He Nanchao's words, Mu Qingcheng blinked her eyes a little bit embarrassed, and lowered her eyes not to look at each other.

He is not afraid of He Nanchao's rascal, but he is afraid that He Nanchao will suddenly become serious.

When he was serious, He Nanchao seemed to have become another person, and all the cynical and evil aura disappeared.

Those deep black eyes are like stars shining in the dark night, and they are like a bottomless sea that lures people to go deep.

Mu Qingcheng moved her lips, and said softly: "I don't need you to risk your life, I can protect myself, as my mother said, you can't rely too much on others."

He Nanchao did not refute this sentence, but nodded in agreement, and said: "My lord mother-in-law is right. It is true that you should not rely too much on others, but I am not others."

Speaking of which, He Nanchao's forehead suddenly touched Mu Qingcheng's forehead, eyes met, and He Nanchao continued to say: "I am your husband, your family, and the man behind you, so I must protect you."

Mu Qingcheng's eyes blinked several times quickly, unable to hide the tension in her heart. At this moment, Liu Yi's voice came from outside: "General! The food is ready!"

"Understood." He Nanchao replied, then kissed Mu Qingcheng on the lips, and then stood up to open the door.

Taking advantage of this time, Mu Qingcheng quickly put on her clothes, got off the bed, and casually tied her long hair with a headband.

Then he sat down and couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks. He was so hungry that he didn't even have time to wash up.

Of course He Nanchao wouldn't mind, he looked at Mu Qingcheng dotingly, and said: "Madam, eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

As soon as Mu Qingcheng finished speaking, he was choked by the steamed stuffed bun. He Nanchao quickly poured water for him and patted him on the back to let him breathe.

"Look, you're choking."

After Mu Qingcheng drank the water, he hiccupped and swallowed the food in his throat, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.

After he gave He Nanchao a blank look, his eating speed slowed down, and he didn't choke anymore.

Because Mu Qingcheng was frightened by He Nanchao as soon as he woke up, so after today, He Nanchao was very honest.

The honest Mu Qingcheng almost wondered if the person in front of him was He Nanchao, maybe someone secretly put on He Nanchao's skin, and then pretended to replace him.

The rascal He Nanchao didn't come back until the sun went down and night fell, after dinner.

Mu Qingcheng looked at the steaming tub with resistance written all over her face, unwilling to take off her clothes and take a bath.

He grabbed the screen fixed there with his hand, and said to He Nanchao: "I want to wash alone, I will wash after you finish washing."

He Nanchao gently opened Mu Qingcheng's ten white jade fingers one by one, opened his mouth and said: "No, husband and wife are one body, so we have to wash together. The mandarin duck bath is so good."

"It's not good at all! You're all fallacies...you let go and I don't want to wash with you!" Mu Qingcheng's eyes widened, no matter how much he resisted, he still couldn't escape his fate in the end.

He Nanchao carried the man behind the screen, then closed the curtain, and began to untie the belt of Mu Qingcheng's clothes.

In half pushing and half struggling, Mu Qingcheng's clothes were still taken off, and then He Nanchao threw them casually, the clothes directly went over the screen and fell outside.

Mu Qingcheng: "..." He Nanchao is too much!In order to take a mandarin duck bath with him, she threw all his clothes out, what a painstaking effort!

As soon as the clothes were taken off, his body was still a little cold, and he immediately calmed down.

Even without He Nanchao's words, Mu Qingcheng honestly sat in the bathtub by himself.

He Nanchao couldn't help laughing and said, "Why is Madam so active all of a sudden? She actually sat in the tub by herself."

Mu Qingcheng snorted coldly and said, "You threw all the clothes out, so is it possible that I want to hang around naked in front of you?"

He Nanchao smiled slightly, and said while undressing, "I don't mind anyway."

Seeing that He Nanchao began to take off his clothes, Mu Qingcheng gave a piss, turned his head with a cold face, and turned his back to He Nanchao, but his two tender ears, which were slowly turning red, betrayed his heart.

He Nanchao raised his thin lips, hung his trousers on the shelf next to him, and then stepped into the bathtub with one foot.

Mu Qingcheng subconsciously straightened his back, his body was tense, he grabbed the edge of the tub with both hands, and his whole body was about to stick to the edge of the tub, leaving more than half of the space in the large tub.

He Nanchao let out a low laugh, stepped in with the other foot, then sat down in the water, stretched out his arms, and hugged the slender Mu Qingcheng into his arms.

He lowered his head and kissed that round, white and tender shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you so nervous, Ma'am? This is not the first time you've taken a mandarin duck bath."

Mu Qingcheng's cheeks were flushed, and she said: "It doesn't matter how many times, just, even if it's a hundred times, you should still be nervous."

"One hundred times..." He Nanchao tightened his arms a little, put his chin on Mu Qingcheng's shoulder, and said, "Then wait until we have bathed for a hundred times, and see if Madam will be nervous." alright."

Mu Qingcheng: "..."

He Nanchao continued: "Anyway, one hundred washes will be finished soon, once a day is one hundred days, 30 days a month, just over three months, and it will pass quickly."

Mu Qingcheng blinked twice with a dull expression, more than three months... It sounds like a long time.

I don't know if he was in Fengyu City at that time, or in the capital, or on the way to Fengyu City.

Let's make a bold assumption, maybe he will have made peace with He Nanchao by then, but this can only be an assumption.

Leaving aside whether He Nanchao would agree, even if he did agree, he probably would not be able to marry a wife and have children like a normal person, even if he was with other men... Since they are all men, why not He Nanchao? What about the Southern Dynasties?

Although He Nanchao is a rascal, at least he is still a great hero who is well-known throughout Li Yunguo, and the family of the great hero sounds quite majestic.

What is madam thinking?So engrossed. "

He Nanchao's voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, and Mu Qingcheng replied without thinking, "I was thinking about the family members of the great hero, which sounds quite majestic."

"Great hero? Family?" He Nanchao was stunned for a moment before realizing what Mu Qingcheng meant. He smiled lightly and said, "Madam, are you praising me?"

Mu Qingcheng snorted and said: "...you think too much, I won't praise you, narcissist!"

He Nanchao nodded and said, "Madam not only praised me as a hero, but also admitted that she is my family member. Madam is really self-conscious today."

Mu Qingcheng's face flushed slightly, subconsciously bumped He Nanchao's chest with his elbow, and said stiffly: "I said it all, I'm not boasting... eh!"

In the middle of speaking, He Nanchao forcibly turned his body around, and then his mouth was blocked.

The soft lips are pressed together, and the lips and teeth are attached to each other, and they are fond of each other.

Mu Qingcheng put his hands on He Nanchao's shoulders and pinched slightly, feeling that he was about to be out of breath.

The soft lips were gently bitten by the teeth, and the wide palm on the back moved dishonestly, and one could clearly feel the calluses on the palm rubbing against the delicate skin.

When the water in the tub became cold, He Nanchao came out of the tub with his arms in his arms. Although he wanted to bully the young master again, it would be bad if he caught a cold.

Mu Qingcheng put on a comfortable white gauze dress and lay there powerlessly. He Nanchao, that bastard...although he had kept his promise not to touch him, but he would kiss him every day whenever he had the opportunity, and every time he kissed him seven times. Meat and eight vegetables, can't find the north.

He Nanchao held Mu Qingcheng in his arms, kissed him on the forehead, then stretched out his fingers to poke his swollen cheeks, and said, "Okay Ma'am, I won't mess with you tonight, and tomorrow morning Get up early."

"Get up early?" Mu Qingcheng was taken aback, then asked with a slight frown, "Is there anything important tomorrow morning?"

He Nanchao smiled speechlessly, and said, "Madam, is this because she is too excited to marry me? Tomorrow is the day Madam returns home."

What is madam thinking?So engrossed. "

He Nanchao's voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, and Mu Qingcheng replied without thinking, "I was thinking about the family members of the great hero, which sounds quite majestic."

"Great hero? Family?" He Nanchao was stunned for a moment before realizing what Mu Qingcheng meant. He smiled lightly and said, "Madam, are you praising me?"

Mu Qingcheng snorted and said: "...you think too much, I won't praise you, narcissist!"

He Nanchao nodded and said, "Madam not only praised me as a hero, but also admitted that she is my family member. Madam is really self-conscious today."

Mu Qingcheng's face flushed slightly, subconsciously bumped He Nanchao's chest with his elbow, and said stiffly: "I said it all, I'm not boasting... eh!"

In the middle of speaking, He Nanchao forcibly turned his body around, and then his mouth was blocked.

The soft lips are pressed together, and the lips and teeth are attached to each other, and they are fond of each other.

Mu Qingcheng put his hands on He Nanchao's shoulders and pinched slightly, feeling that he was about to be out of breath.

The soft lips were gently bitten by the teeth, and the wide palm on the back moved dishonestly, and one could clearly feel the calluses on the palm rubbing against the delicate skin.

When the water in the tub became cold, He Nanchao came out of the tub with his arms in his arms. Although he wanted to bully the young master again, it would be bad if he caught a cold.

Mu Qingcheng put on a comfortable white gauze dress and lay there powerlessly. He Nanchao, that bastard...although he had kept his promise not to touch him, but he would kiss him every day whenever he had the opportunity, and every time he kissed him seven times. Meat and eight vegetables, can't find the north.

He Nanchao held Mu Qingcheng in his arms, kissed him on the forehead, then stretched out his fingers to poke his swollen cheeks, and said, "Okay Ma'am, I won't mess with you tonight, and tomorrow morning Get up early."

"Get up early?" Mu Qingcheng was taken aback, then asked with a slight frown, "Is there anything important tomorrow morning?"

He Nanchao smiled speechlessly, and said, "Madam, is this because she is too excited to marry me? Tomorrow is the day Madam returns home."