Ying Qian slept for too long.

No longer sleepy.

I was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, wondering which joint was causing the problem.

In the inner courtyard of the imperial city.

She was supposed to be the person who knew Xia Hojing best.

I spent the longest time with him.

But reality clearly gave Yingqian a loud slap in the face.

She knew nothing about Xia Hojing at all.

Everything he showed in Yingqian was fake.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became.

The favorability level is stuck at the last point and cannot go up.

I don’t know where the fragments of the world are.

He scored twice and was trapped in this palace.

What was being called..."Queen's Empress".

Outrageous.

Yingqian is also Xiahou Jing's imperial sister, the famous ninth princess in Tianzhao Kingdom.

Xiahou Jing really ascended the throne as emperor.

It is absolutely impossible to marry her.

so...

What the hell is going on with him?

Ying Qian sighed.

I turned over on the bed and looked at the dazzling bright yellow around me, feeling even more annoyed.

Is there something wrong with Xia Hojing?

The whole room was hung with yellow, just to remind her of her current identity.

Did he really think that just by looking around, she would feel blessed and suddenly be willing to be the queen?

Ying Qian snorted and muttered:

"It's just a queen, who the hell wants..."

"Sister Huang, are you awake?"

As soon as she finished her voice, a man's deep voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Yingqian was startled, turned her head, and saw Xia Hojing standing at the door of the room, looking at her with a smile. She didn't know how long she had been here.

He was wearing a dragon robe, which added a bit of majesty to his already extremely handsome face, but there was a bit of fatigue between his eyebrows, and there was tenderness flashing in his black eyes, and his love was not concealed.

He has become the emperor.

Standing at the top of Tianzhao.

Finally, I can hug Yingqian legitimately.

Xia Hojing stepped forward slowly and walked to the bed, trying to touch Yingqian's face with her sharp-jointed fingertips.

She turned her head away without hesitation, avoided Xia Hojing's hand, and frowned:

"Are you really planning to keep me locked up like this?"

"No, I know the imperial sister doesn't like this." Xia Hojing was not angry, and sat down beside the bed, saying softly: "In recent days, there are still some things to deal with. In order to prevent the imperial sister from worrying too much,

Once everything is sorted out, I will let Sister Huang out."

"When did you ascend the throne?"

"Five days ago."

Yingqian took a deep breath, resisted the urge to punch him, and asked again:

"Where is the Emperor?"

"I am the emperor." Xia Hojing lay down next to Yingqian, held her in his arms, rubbed her cheek affectionately, and his hot breath passed through her ears. He whispered like a whisper: "Now

Right next to the emperor’s sister, who else does the emperor want to ask?”

He was too close.

It has gone far beyond the scope of siblings.

He forcefully occupied Yingqian's space.

The aura belonging to Xia Hojing enveloped her airtightly.

But he still felt unsatisfied.

Yingqian had goosebumps all over his body. He struggled a few times, but never broke away from his embrace.

The big palm around his waist actually gave him a little more strength.

She almost couldn't breathe.

The bodies fit together closely.

There is an endless stream of heat flowing into the body.

Yingqian felt a little dizzy, gritted his teeth and said bitterly:

"Are you pretending to be stupid? You clearly know who I'm talking about!"

"Why does the imperial sister care about him?" Xia Hojing sighed, lowered her head, and the cool corners of her lips brushed her cheek, "Although he is the nominal father of the imperial sister, he seems to treat you and me.

Neither of them has fulfilled even half of their responsibilities as a father."

"That's why you killed him."

Yingqian had already guessed it.

When she saw Xia Hojing from the perspective of a stranger.

Everything becomes clear.

If Xia Hojing wants to ascend the throne, the emperor will definitely die.

He will never leave this trouble behind.

"Sister Huang really knows me best."

Sure enough, Xia Hojing did not deny it.

He was even smiling.

The tenderness in her eyebrows remains undiminished.

Only a faint hint of frightening coldness could be detected.

Xia Hojing traced the outline of Ying Qian's facial features with her fingertips, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Sister Huang, he should have died long ago."

"Is it because of your mother?"

"Sister Huang is really smart as ice and snow." He raised his lips and smiled, turned his face, as if rewarding, gently rubbed Ying's red lips for half a moment, and murmured: "Yes, although she is a slave, she should not have fallen into this trap.

It ended up like this.”

"The emperor coveted my mother's beauty, so he took advantage of her and brought her into the harem. However, not long after, she forgot about her and didn't even give her a status."

"Sister Huang, do you know why they call me ominous?"

Xia Hojing chuckled lightly, but there was a boundless coldness in his eyes. He fell into the memories of many years ago, and the hand surrounding Yingqian became heavier and heavier.

"In that dilapidated house, my mother's body and I were alone for seven days. She hanged herself in front of me, but she still told me that she wanted me to live well."

"Do you know what a hanged person looks like?"

Yingqian didn't reply.

She seemed extremely tired.

There was no trace of tiredness on his face.

Xiahou Jing didn't want Yingqian to answer, so he continued:

"I know. The old man's eyes are wide open, his mouth and nose are bleeding, his body is full of fishy stench, and his tongue can fall off. He is really like a ghost in hell."

"But that's my mother."

"I'm not afraid."

Ying Qian originally didn't want to listen to him.
To be continued...