Marry the villain and the whole court kneels down and calls her the queen

Zhao Zhuoxi sat there and stared at Jiang Jiu for a long time, and couldn't help but frowned.

Why did she keep drawing without even looking at him?

Just when he was confused, Jiang Jiu raised his eyelids and gestured a few times with his fingers.

I took a deep breath and began to draw the first stroke.

"Has anyone ever told you that you have a very standard and good-looking appearance?"

When Jiang Jiu was painting, he realized that Zhao Zhuoxi was very good-looking, with standard facial features and a high nose bridge, so he didn't need nose shadow at all.

The proportions of his forehead and face are also very standard, which is simply the standard for modern male models.

She used to only think about resisting, but after calming down, she suddenly realized that Zhao Zhuoxi was actually a very handsome man, young, with a stable personality, and was very good to her.

It’s really a good choice.

When Jiang Jiu was painting, she felt that the atmosphere in the carriage with two of them was a little ambiguous and uncomfortable, but when she calmed down and slowly began to paint, everything around her seemed to disappear.

She was completely immersed in painting.

Zhao Zhuoxi could actually guess what Jiang Jiu was drawing.

Because he has a sketch made with charcoal.

The charcoal pencil in Jiang Jiu's hand moved smoothly across the drawing paper. After an unknown amount of time, she finally stopped her pen and looked at her own portrait with satisfaction.

Cheers, "Okay, I'll give it to you..."

When I looked up, I saw that Zhao Zhuoxi, who was originally sitting, had fallen asleep leaning against the wall of the car at some point.

Did she take too long to paint?

Jiang Jiu looked at the sleeping Zhao Zhuoxi, was stunned for a moment, put down the painting, and tiptoed to Zhao Zhuoxi.

He is indeed good-looking, with long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and light pink, slightly thin lips.

But she could feel him kissing her in her mind.

There was a hint of fatigue between his eyebrows, and his brows were furrowed.

Jiang Jiu gave a thumbs up and couldn't help but smooth out the gap between his brows.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhuoxi woke up and grabbed Jiang Jiu's hand.

With just a gentle pull, Jiang Jiu lost his balance and rolled into his arms.

Just as the warm lips were about to press down, Jiang Jiu suddenly woke up, pushed Zhao Zhuoxi away, and she fell to the side.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I, I..."

Zhao Zhuoxi slowly sat up, straightened his clothes, and reached out to pull Jiang Jiu up.

"I'm sorry for being so abrupt...Xiaojiu..."

Jiang Jiu didn't react for a moment, but picked up her painting to show Zhao Zhuoxi.

"This is the portrait I gave you. Do you like it?"

Zhao Zhuoxi only took a quick look and knew that it was an identical portrait.

"I like it, I like it very much. Next year on your birthday on September 9th, I will also give you a painting."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhuoxi took the charcoal pencil from Jiang Jiu's hand, found a piece of drawing paper, and drew the outline of Jiang Jiu with just two simple strokes.

But just as Zhao Zhuoxi was painting, he suddenly thought of something, changed his brush, and the portrait that appeared next was Yao Qin's.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiu asked, "Did you call me Xiao Jiu just now?"

How did he know that she was born on September 9th, while the original owner Yao Qin was born at the beginning of the year?

Her name is very different from Yao Qin's, and Yao Qin's maiden name is not Xiaojiu.

Just as I was thinking about it, Zhao Zhuoxi finished the painting.

He put the portraits of the two together and smiled: "Do you think they are a good match?"

Jiang Jiu's fair and tender little face turned red uncontrollably.

"Yes, we are a good match, but why does Your Majesty have to choose me? It would be better if you were not the emperor."

It seems that Jiang Jiu is very dissatisfied with him being the emperor.

"You don't like me being the emperor, is it because the emperor wants three thousand beauties in his harem? But I said, it would be great if there was only you in the harem."

Jiang Jiu muttered, explaining, "Those ministers will force you to marry many women."

Zhao Zhuoxi smiled and said, "Then replace them all."

Jiang Jiu was shocked: "Will the emperor not be restricted?"

Zhao Zhuoxi: "I became the emperor so that I could do whatever I wanted without any restrictions. If those ministers want to dictate to me the old rules, what's the point of me being the emperor?"

Jiang Jiu was a little confused: "You... are really different from others."

Zhao Zhuoxi smiled: "When I became the emperor, it was just to marry you, and no one dared to refute me."

Jiang Jiu didn't expect that Zhao Zhuoxi actually liked her.

No, again...

Could it be that the original owner and he were running towards each other in the past?

After Zhao Zhuoxi put the painting away, he wrapped her small hand with his big palm.

The dry and warm big hands give people an inexplicable sense of security.

Jiang Jiu stared at the two people holding hands. For some reason, his mind suddenly jumped and they started clasping hands together.

When she looked up again, she saw Zhao Zhuoxi's deep and affectionate eyes.

Her mind suddenly went blank. She felt that this look was very familiar, so familiar that she could dream of it countless nights.

"Xiaojiu, are you cold? I'll go get you a cup of tea."

Jiang Jiu suddenly felt a pain in her head, her vision went dark, and she fainted again.

Zhao Zhuoxi was completely panicked. He quickly stopped the large group of people and asked someone to invite Chu Yu over.

Fortunately, Chu Yu also wanted to go back to Sucheng and followed him all the way.

Chu Yu got on the carriage, took Jiang Jiu's pulse, and saw Jiang Jiu's pale face.

She couldn't help but blame Zhao Zhuoxi.

"Your Majesty, I told you that you can't let her keep recalling the past. Her soul is unstable and it will cause damage to her body. Even if she remembers her past with you, she won't live for long."

Zhao Zhuoxi blamed herself deeply: "It's all my fault. I accidentally thought of the past."

"What should we do now?"

Chu Yu gave Jiang Jiu a few injections and sighed, "Let's wait until she wakes up again."

But this time, Jiang Jiu stayed awake for longer and longer periods of time.

Zhao Zhuoxi really had no choice but to have Jiang Jiu sent to the palace first.

When she wakes up, she won't have to go to Nanli with them.

He felt sad when he thought that Jiang Jiu had forgotten him.

Jiang Jiu slept for a very long time this time, so long that when she woke up, her stomach was growling with hunger and she felt like vomiting.

"What's going on? Didn't I follow His Majesty to the battle? Why am I still in the palace?"

Taohua and Yunshu looked at her worriedly.

"Princess, you've been unconscious for three days and three nights. You must be very hungry. Eat something first."

The last time I was unconscious, it was only two or three hours.

The longest time was one day and one night.

Zhao Zhuoxi always stood by and watched.

I didn't expect it to take so long this time.

She fell into a coma just after leaving the city and was then sent back.

But why is she being unconscious for longer and longer periods of time?

"I'm starving, eat quickly."

Yun Shu brought in the food and informed the guards who had been on duty.

Zhao Zhuoxi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just wake up."