Chapter 765 The Tyrant's Little Princess (17)
Listening to the sound of footsteps on the eaves finally disappearing, leaving only the sound of dripping rain, it sounds very hypnotic.
Yun Si closed her eyes and meditated.
The ears move from time to time, like a little white tiger scratching its ears, a favorite movement.
The breath of the man beside her was sudden, she thought for a while, couldn't hold back, turned sideways, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, did something important happen?"
Otherwise, why did he go to his sister's room in the middle of the night?
Que Yan slowly opened his eyes.
"What do you think?" He asked quietly.
Yun Si thought for a moment, "Your Majesty is... in danger?"
Or...assassination?
"..." The man looked over with dark and flat eyes.
His body is tall, and when he turned sideways, his legs still couldn't be straightened and needed to be slightly bent.
He lay on her pillow, his god-like face seemed a little closer.
The slightly cool big palm covered her face, touched it, as if treating a child,
"My Chu Yang is really smart." He said lightly.
The rich timbre is like the darkness in this room, covering everything, without revealing any emotion.
Yun Si blinked, feeling his fingertips touching the end of her eyes.
His hands were cold, covered with a thick layer of calluses.
When it touched her skin, the rough cocoons slid past, bringing an inexplicable crispness.
Her heartbeat stopped for a moment, and her cheeks began to flush uncontrollably.
She couldn't stand him touching her cheeks so gently, every time he did this, it gave her a feeling of being cherished and warm.
Avoiding his hand, he said, "Your Majesty is absurd, and Chu Yang is also talking nonsense, and he can't count."
As for his sentence "My Chu Yang", although Yun Si felt a little strange, she didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong.
He is the emperor, so naturally everything belongs to him.
So, Yun Si simply ignored the first half of the sentence.
Being dodged, Que Yan didn't seem to be annoyed either, with slightly lowered brows and eyes, and a calm tone,
"My Chu Yang is... sixteen this year?"
"...Yes, I will be seventeen soon."
Actually, when she was sixteen years old, she had reached her age, and she was considered an adult.
But because she was not favored, no one cared about her as a princess, and she was in the mourning period of the empress dowager, and she couldn't do anything big, so she didn't do it at that time, but just ate a bowl of small dishes from the temple. Longevity noodles made by the master for her.
Now suddenly asked by the emperor, Yun Si listened, and thought of Yingchun saying that all adult princesses in the palace would be married off immediately.
She pondered for a moment, then said in a soft voice, "Brother... But thinking that it's time for Chu Yang to get married?"
Que Yan raised her eyelids, and her unfathomable phoenix eyes seemed to fall on her red lips.
The delicate and weak brother, when he uttered it, it was like being filled with honey, fragrant and tender, extremely soft.
Clearly no rouge was applied, but the color of her lips was extremely rosy, and her dimples were as gorgeous as flowers.
He didn't move, staying on her lips for a long time.
The girl couldn't wait for his answer, so she pursed her lips, pulled his sleeve carefully with her thin fingers, and whispered,
"Brother...Chu Yang doesn't want to marry so early, is it okay? Don't rush to marry Chu Yang?"
She seemed to be acting like a spoiled child, and when she hooked her little milk voice, she was completely a little vixen.
A vixen who seduces people without knowing it.
Que Yan's throat moved slightly.
(end of this chapter)