The Kingdom of Marriage: My Stunning Empress

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Big raindrops fell on the eaves, gathering into trickles of water that hung down.

Outside the house, the rain covered the sky, as if someone had drawn a rain and fog curtain.

At first glance, everything seems unclear.

And at this moment, it's not just outside the house, it's the same inside the house.

It was not clear when the smoke started to appear in the wooden house. This smoke was not the thick smoke caused by dry firewood being ignited by fire, but more like the mist emitted by clear water being boiled by fire.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the sound of "crackling" was endless.

In such a bustling world, if you listen carefully, you can hear faint sounds in this room.

But the sound was too loud to be heard clearly.

At this moment, there is only the sound of rain.

But these rain sounds weave a certain sound, as if singing, or as if telling the past in detail.

Every raindrop hits the leaves outside the window, and crystal water splashes out.

But in the end, it all comes back to peace.

The rain stopped, and only the crystal dewdrops on the leaves fell to the ground with a "patter".

Inside the house, the annoying mist was finally dissipated by the cold wind blowing in from outside.

At this moment, if you glance sideways, you can see a man wearing a mask and with muscles as hard as rocks, sitting and lying in the haystack.

A beautiful girl, like a docile cat, curled up in his arms.

The slender jade-like hand slowly rose up, then gently stroked the exquisite iron mask.

This dexterous hand intends to take off the iron mask.

But the big hand gently pushed her away and whispered in a low and deep voice: "You can't take the mask."

The kitten in my arms opened its bright eyes wide, and its long eyelashes gently brushed its gem-like eyes.

There was a sense of joy and curiosity in the pupils.

Her red lips slowly opened and closed, and she said in a soft and charming voice, "Why?"

"Don't you want to show your true face?"

Han Zhuo smiled lightly, his voice still a little low and a little rough like rock.

"I'm ugly, I'm afraid I might scare you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the beauty in his arms couldn't help but cover her red lips with her slender hands and smiled softly.

She turned around, supported Han Zhuo's strong chest with both hands, and said.

"What are you going to do when something like this happens today?"

"How are you going to accommodate me?"

"You have to know that this is my first time. You took my virginity. From now on, I will never be able to marry anyone else."

Han Zhuo naturally didn't know the identity of the person in front of him.

But he still spoke out of habit, saying, "Since you are already mine, of course I will marry you!"

"But now you are wearing palace clothes and serving in the palace. Without special orders, it will still take some effort to get you out of the palace."

"But wait for me, I will definitely bring you out."

Murong Yanran stared at Han Zhuo with her beautiful eyes. Her laughter was as loud as a silver bell as she said, "Really?"

There was a hint of teasing and joy in the voice.

Han Zhuo continued in a low voice, "I'd be lying to you like a puppy."

Murong Yanran entered the palace at the age of fourteen, when the emperor was sixty-five years old.

She became queen at the age of seventeen and is now twenty-six years old.

She actually outlasted the emperor to death!

Although she was the queen, she had never even touched a man's hand.

Who would have thought that now, she would be so calm and peaceful nestled in the arms of a man whose name she didn't even know.

She was raised in seclusion since she was a child and rarely had contact with other men except her two brothers.

I have never heard a man talk in such interesting words before. My heart is like water, and it has already been stirred.

Although I know that their relationship may not last long.

But she didn't care, she just wanted to enjoy the moment.

She held Han Zhuo's iron mask with her hand again, and a smile appeared on the corner of her beautiful mouth.

She said, “I’m so happy that you said that.”

"After living for so many years, I finally realized that this is what it feels like to be a human being."

"From now on, you don't need to come into the palace. I will come out of the palace every once in a while."

"You don't have to marry me. Let's arrange a meeting place. What do you say?"

Han Zhuo couldn't help but raise his brows slightly!

Ok?

Were all girls in ancient times so open-minded?

But if you think about it carefully, it seems to be true. After all, she is a palace maid in the imperial palace, and it is possible that she will live out her life alone in the palace.

That's how it's played out in TV dramas.

In order to solve their personal problems, many palace maids even pretended to marry eunuchs to achieve inner compensation with each other.

The beautiful palace maid in front of me should be someone close to the Queen Mother.

The fact that the Queen Mother sent her out shows that she trusts her very much. It must be difficult for her to leave the palace and get married.

Han Zhuo nodded slightly and said, "Okay, everything is up to you."

"If you want to get married, tell me anytime!"

Murong Yanran smiled. Although it was her first experience in her life, she was obviously immersed in it.

Looking at Han Zhuo, he said, "You won't let me see your face, but I still want to know your name."

Han Zhuo didn't hide anything about this and said directly, "My name is Han Zhuo."

Murong Yanran held Han Zhuo's face, which was covered with an iron mask, with her own hands.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Your parents are really good at naming. You are indeed an outstanding person."

"While there is still time..."

"L."

The raindrops from the sky began to fall again.

However, compared to the violent storm before, this time it was much gentler...

More than three hours later.

Han Zhuo and Murong Yanran returned to the city together.

I saw Murong Yanran get on the carriage in front of the cloth shop and slowly head towards the imperial city in the north.

Han Zhuo couldn't help but sigh softly: "Damn it, it looks like I can't keep being so passive."

In Han Zhuo's opinion, Murong Suheng is a young master from a wealthy family. He has money and connections!

Even though the Queen Mother had sent experts to warn them not to touch herself and her sister-in-law.

But when it comes to playing dirty tricks, there are plenty of young masters from aristocratic families like this one!

Han Zhuo will never allow something like what happened today to happen again!

After much thought, Han Zhuo decided that instead of continuing to be passive, it would be better to go on the offensive and turn passivity into initiative!

"Humph!"

Han Zhuo was thinking about how to deal with the difficult problem in front of him.

A familiar humming sound came from beside me.

He turned his head slightly and saw Wang Miaomiao, still wearing the emerald green silk dress, getting off the carriage next to him.

Seeing Han Zhuo standing stupidly in the middle of the road again, she started to curse at him as usual.

"Silly dog... Han Idiot, why are you standing in the middle of the road in broad daylight, blocking other people's way?"