The Kingdom of Marriage: My Stunning Empress

All the decorations in the palace appear luxurious, fresh and elegant.

At this time, Murong Yanran, the queen, changed out of the gorgeous palace dress that she usually wore to represent the queen.

Instead, she was wearing a widely embroidered silk dress.

This skirt was carefully embroidered by a craftsman and printed with many flowers and birds, which looks very exquisite.

She sat quietly with an oil lamp lit in front of her.

At the same time, a pot of scented tea was brewing on the side, and a sandalwood incense burner was burning not far away. A wisp of smoke was faintly spreading in the room.

"Whoo~~~"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in from the window.

A figure quickly landed behind Murong Yanran.

At this moment, Murong Yanran sniffed the air gently with her delicate nose again.

Soon, a gentle smile appeared on Zhu Yu's red lips.

She slowly turned around and saw the young man she had been thinking about day and night.

Han Zhuo was wearing a black nightgown and the same hollow iron mask he had worn that day.

Murong Yanran slowly stood up and came to Han Zhuo.

At this moment, she did not say much, but stretched out her onion-like fingers and took off the mask on Han Zhuo's face.

But this time, Han Zhuo did not stop her and let Murong Yanran take off her mask.

Sure enough, the face behind the mask was handsome and upright.

This was exactly what Murong Yanran was thinking.

Murong Yanran played with the iron mask in her hand and said to Han Zhuo in a teasing voice, "I'm very curious, are you really stupid, or are you just pretending to be stupid?"

Han Zhuo didn't shy away from the question and said with a frank smile, "If he were truly stupid, he wouldn't have been able to figure out the Queen's hint."

"Humph!"

Murong Yanran acted like a little girl, acting cute and innocent.

Then he took Han Zhuo's hand and sat down.

She personally made a pot of tea for Han Zhuo, then picked it up with her hands and handed it to Han Zhuo.

The queen herself made the tea, which shows how important this cup of tea was.

Han Zhuo said nothing and did not ask any questions. Instead, he picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Seeing Han Zhuo's actions, Murong Yanran asked, "Aren't you afraid that I might poison your teacup?"

Han Zhuo shrugged and said with a smile, "If you poisoned me, it means I have done something to offend you."

"In that case, I'll just die."

Murong Yanran looked at Han Zhuo in surprise.

The many complicated emotions in those eyes seemed to be swept away by a cool breeze at this moment.

She said to Han Zhuo, "Aren't you afraid that I will eliminate you for the sake of the family?"

At this time, Han Zhuo slowly raised his broad palm and covered half of Murong Yanran's delicate face.

Han Zhuo said, "I still say what I said before. If you want me dead, it means I have done something wrong to you. If you kill me, I will accept it."

"If it were something other than the relationship between you and me, I don't think you would poison me."

"Why?" Murong Yanran asked.

Han Zhuo grinned: "You can't bear to do it."

"Pooh!"

Murong Yanran spat on Han Zhuo's face full of sweet saliva!

But soon, a charming smile appeared on her Yanyan lips.

She also used a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweet saliva off Han Zhuo's face.

At this moment, everything in Murong Yanran's eyes when she looked at Han Zhuo seemed exceptionally clear, without the slightest lust, but a lingering affection as light as the wind and as thin as water.

As the sandalwood spread in the house, Murong Yanran's gaze towards Han Zhuo became more intense.

She said, "You're such a strange person. Everyone who knows you says you're a fool. And looking at what you've done, you're indeed a bit crazy and foolish."

"But in my eyes you are terribly shrewd!"

"But even so, I'm still willing to wait for you here. I'm very happy that you'll come."

"That also means you have me in your heart, right?"

Han Zhuo put his hand down, then stretched out a finger and gently lifted Murong Yanran's delicate and flawless chin.

Then, he moved his thick lips closer.

However, only halfway through, Murong Yanran had already pressed her hand on Han Zhuo's mouth.

She opened her red lips slightly and said with a smile, "No, tonight there is only the breeze and the bright moon, lighting the lamp, brewing tea, and chatting with you and me."

"I called you here just to confirm one thing."

Han Zhuo straightened his body again and asked, "You ask, I answer."

"I just want to know what you are thinking and what you are going to do?"

However, Han Zhuo's answer to Murong Yanran was very unexpected.

She originally thought that Han Zhuo would talk a lot like those ambitious people or aspiring young people.

But the answer Han Zhuo gave was something Murong Yanran had never thought of.

Han Zhuo said: "It's actually very simple. I just want everyone around me to be happy and healthy."

"Whether it's someone who loves me or someone I love, I will never allow them to be harmed. This is my goal!"

Han Zhuo has had no relatives since he was a child.

In this life, what he values most are the people around him.

In order to protect them, we will kill others if they stand in our way, and kill gods if they stand in our way!

When Han Zhuo said these words, the expression on his face was sincere, which Murong Yanran could see.

After all, she has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and she has long since developed a keen eye.

However, Murong Yanran still wanted to find out Han Zhuo's true thoughts.

She asked again: "Then you don't want to be emperor?"

Before Han Zhuo could answer, Murong Yanran added, "You should know that with my current means and strength, I can definitely help you ascend the throne."

But Han Zhuo shook his head very clearly and said, "No, being an emperor is too troublesome."

"Every day there's an endless amount of stuff to deal with. Every time I do something, there's always a bunch of historians following me, taking notes in little notebooks. I don't want to be that kind of person. It's annoying!"

Han Zhuo's answer finally made Murong Yanran laugh like a silver bell.

Her laughter sounded very happy, as if Han Zhuo's answer made her very satisfied.

Especially the last word "annoying" can be said to express Han Zhuo's true feelings very accurately.

At this moment, Murong Yanran took the initiative to stretch out her hands and hold Han Zhuo's handsome face.

She stared at Han Zhuo and said to him, "I heard everything you said just now, and I am very satisfied."

"At the same time, I hope you can do exactly what you said."

She said, "The current situation is turbulent. If you encounter danger, come to me. Don't worry, I'm behind you and I will protect you."

Han Zhuo, on the other hand, imitated Murong Yanran's movements, holding her gorgeous and delicate face with his thick, hot palms and saying, "Let me say this."

"You are my woman, I will protect you from now on!"

Murong Yanran raised her eyebrows slightly, exhaled orchid fragrance, and asked with a smile: "Really?"