The Kingdom of Marriage: My Stunning Empress

Han Zhuo couldn't help but reach out and wipe off half of his saliva.

Then he deliberately said in a dull voice, "Empress, you are drooling. Is it because of the scent of grapefruit on me?"

"There are two large pomelo trees planted in the backyard of the East Palace. I ate several pomeloes these past two days. I even put pomelo leaves in my bath. So now it smells just like the Empress, fragrant too."

Murong Yanran was embarrassed, angry and amused.

She never imagined that her young lover was so scheming that even she, the queen of the time, could not keep up with him.

However, even though the grapefruit scent on Han Zhuo covered his original scent.

But Murong Yanran was almost certain that Han Zhuo was the little lover!

It’s just that this brat has been hiding himself and doesn’t want to reveal his true identity.

In addition, Murong Yanran had just sneezed, and her sweet saliva sprayed on her lover's face, which made her somewhat lose her composure.

She is the queen, so it doesn't matter if she spits on a servant, let alone spitting on him.

But when facing the young groom, I always want to show my best side.

In addition, Han Zhuo was always unwilling to admit it, which made Murong Yanran a little bit angry.

Then, she raised her slender hand and punched Han Zhuo's chest three times!

She said, "I heard that you just had an argument with the Minister of Revenue in the upper study. You want to challenge Li Yujun to a duel in order to gain control of the Eastern Palace's Divine Martial Army. Is that true?"

Han Zhuo nodded repeatedly. "Yes, that pretty boy looks like a sissy. If he were to guard the Eastern Palace, my sister-in-law's safety would definitely not be guaranteed."

"I have to do it myself. I can only trust my own people when I use them."

Han Zhuo spoke frankly, and Murong Yanran couldn't help but raise a hand that looked like finely carved white jade and gently poked Han Zhuo's forehead.

Then, with a slightly ambiguous and doting smile, he scolded: "You little rascal!"

"It's obvious that you don't want the Crown Princess to be touched by other men, not even to be allowed to look at her, so you want to be the leader of the Eastern Palace Divine Martial Army, right?"

Han Zhuo didn't answer, but grinned.

"hey-hey!"

Murong Yanran was very satisfied to see that Han Zhuo did not lie to her.

She said, "Since that old bastard Li Rongdun wants you to compete with his grandson, it means he is absolutely sure that he can beat you."

"Besides, this old guy is really bad! He's capable of all kinds of dirty tricks, so you'd better be careful!"

"If you were to fight his grandson, little Li Yujun..."

"Pretty boy." Han Zhuo responded at the right time.

Murong Yanran pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "Yes, pretty boy!"

She gave Han Zhuo another slightly charming look and said, "In terms of bravery alone, he definitely can't take a single punch from you."

"But if you lead troops into battle, you must be careful. Li Rongdun will definitely make things difficult for the two hundred soldiers he has given you."

At this time, the queen almost relied on Han Zhuo.

Every word she uttered would turn into a fragrance and spray on Han Zhuo's face.

It made him intoxicated.

To be honest, Han Zhuo really couldn't figure out what Murong Yanran was thinking right now.

This is also the reason why he did not fully reveal his identity.

After all, Murong Yanran has the Murong family behind her.

Han Zhuo has always believed that there is an irreconcilable contradiction between himself and the Murong family.

After all, the cause of death of his brother Han Jie should be the poisoning sent by Murong Suheng!

But, he slept with his aunt again!

Oh, I really don’t know how to deal with this complicated relationship!

At this moment, Han Zhuo could feel that every word Murong Yanran said was for his benefit.

Murong Yanran added, "From what I've seen, you might as well go and borrow those 200 soldiers from the General's Mansion. Don't use the ones they give you."

"The people they give you will only cause trouble. When the day of the competition comes, they might even turn against you and hack you to death when you're not paying attention!"

As soon as Murong Yanran mentioned this matter, Han Zhuo noticed that a hint of fear naturally flashed across her pupils!

She seemed a little scared.

She couldn't help but reach out her hand and hold Han Zhuo's resolute and handsome face.

The warm fragrance sprayed on Han Zhuo's face. She said, "Stinky boy, remember this. No matter what, your own safety is the most important thing. Understand?"

"Even if you can't beat me, then run! Run to me, I will protect you!"

Han Zhuo looked at the sincerity in Murong Yanran's eyes and felt touched.

Like Murong Yanran, who has lived in the deep palace for a long time, she has been just a tool of the family since she was a child.

She was able to pour her emotions into him so deeply because of the love they had for each other.

This also made Han Zhuo involuntarily feel a sense of pity for her.

However, Han Zhuo's hand, which he had intended to raise, only moved slightly, and finally put it down again, pretending to be a wooden man, and nodded blankly.

Han Zhuo said, "Okay! Thank you, Queen!"

Murong Yanran was staring at Han Zhuo the whole time, watching every subtle movement of his.

Especially the loving look in Han Zhuo's eyes just now, Murong Yanran did not miss it.

She smiled.

My heart feels sweet.

Although she is the queen, she yearns for freedom and desires true love.

Now, she has it.

She decided to protect this little lover no matter what!

Although Murong Yanran was reluctant, she was in the palace after all, in full view of everyone.

Today's goal had almost been achieved, and she then slapped Han Zhuo's rock-like chest with her soft hand.

Said: "Okay, you can get off the car. I am a little tired and need to go back to rest."

Han Zhuo was then driven off the carriage by Murong Yanran.

Watching Taozi driving the carriage slowly away, Han Zhuo scratched the back of his head in confusion.

That was because he was somewhat confused about Murong Yanran's two actions just now.

Murong Yanran punched him on the chest three times at first, and then slapped him hard again when she drove him out of the car.

This can't be just a simple little action, there must be a purpose behind it.

After Han Zhuo thought for a moment, he suddenly realized what was going on.

I go!

The Queen Mother seems to be asking me to see her at three o'clock tonight!

The last slap on the chest was telling him: You must come, if you don’t, you will bear the consequences!

"Ah~~~"

Han Zhuo scratched the back of his head in slight distress, and helplessly turned around and walked towards the East Palace.

At this moment, I really don’t know how to deal with the relationship with the Queen.

Moreover, there are so many spies in the palace. Will he be discovered if he meets with the queen in the middle of the night?

A headache!