The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

As she spoke, Jiang Wantang stretched out her hand and hooked it around Ji Wuyuan's neck. She looked at him with burning eyes and said seriously, "I have said before that I only love Your Majesty."

"I wish to win the heart of one person and stay with him till we grow old together."

All the negative emotions that Ji Wuyuan had suppressed turned into stupor at this moment.

There was no trace of fake surprise in his eyes. As he looked at Jiang Wantang, his eyes and eyebrows were filled with surprise.

When she said this before, he just laughed it off and never took it to heart.

But when I hear it now, my heart trembles.

Jiang Wantang kissed his cheek and whispered, "I really can't wait to see Your Majesty. It's not because of Xiao Jingheng, but because I'm afraid Your Majesty will be angry. I want to explain to Your Majesty..."

"I don't like him, not at all."

"I don't want Your Majesty to be unhappy because of an insignificant person."

"It's just for this reason, not for any other man, and it has nothing to do with anything else."

"Your Majesty, do you believe me?"

"letter."

Ji Wuyuan answered directly without any hesitation.

Jiang Wantang slightly exerted force on the arm that was clinging to his neck, raised one leg and hooked it around his waist, then turned over with force and pressed Ji Wuyuan down on the couch.

What she called "using force" was nothing more than the latter's indulgence and going with the flow.

Jiang Wantang lay in Ji Wuyuan's arms, the woman on top, her head tilted slightly as she looked at him with a smile: "So now, Your Majesty, are you still angry?"

She looks cunning and cute.

It's just terrible.

Ji Wuyuan looked at her steadily, and it seemed as if something in his heart collapsed gently.

How could he still be angry? When he heard Jiang Wantang say in person, "I wish to win the heart of one person and stay with him until we are old," he was left with only soft-heartedness and touch.

Ji Wuyuan raised his hand and pressed her into his arms, his voice low and hoarse, but with a rare gentleness: "I'm not angry anymore."

The faint scent of ambergris on Ji Wuyuan's body was very pleasant, mixed with that abstinent and cold aura, which was both cold and charming.

Jiang Wantang lay obediently in his arms and whispered softly, "Your Majesty, that night in Chonghua Palace, I was actually a little scared..."

"I just haven't dared to tell Your Majesty."

Ji Wuyuan's eyes unconsciously darkened a little, but soon subsided.

He turned sideways to look at Jiang Wantang in his arms, reached out and gently patted her back, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you dare tell me?"

Jiang Wantang lowered her eyes: "Because... I am afraid that one day, Your Majesty will execute me just like he executed Concubine Qi..."

A hint of sadness flashed across Jiang Wantang's bright peach blossom eyes.

If her previous words were half true and half false, with more acting, then at this moment she was showing more of her true feelings.

Jiang Wantang thought about a lot at this moment, including her future...

Her eyes were filled with confusion, and her voice became distant. "If one day, Your Majesty finds a new favorite and no longer favors me, then I will be as lost and lonely as Concubine Qi and the other women in the harem who have fallen out of favor..."

"If I make a mistake, Your Majesty will also execute me without mercy..."

Jiang Wantang's voice was trembling, and her eyelashes were shaking.

The brokenness and sadness in her words, especially the word "execution" from her mouth, made Ji Wuyuan feel as if his heart was burned by something. It hurt a lot, a pain that went deep into his bones.

She spoke in a soft and non-aggressive voice, words that were enough to make him feel extremely distressed.

Jiang Wantang also said, "Your Majesty, I am very afraid. I am afraid that you will no longer favor me. I am afraid that everything now is just a mirage, fleeting."

"Your Majesty is so high up in the clouds, I'm afraid I'll fall and never be able to reach you again..."

Her eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably, but her pair of rosy, affectionate eyes were very clear, as if they had been washed with clean water.

She raised her eyes, looked at him with a delicate gaze, and called out in a soft and fragile voice: "Ji Wuyuan..."

"I'm here."

She called him by his honorific name, and he answered "I" instead of "I".

Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang like this and felt as if his heart was being kneaded and tortured repeatedly.

My heart aches so much.

Ji Wuyuan instantly understood what she meant: What this harem has the most is women. If it’s not her, there will be someone else.

He held Jiang Wantang's hand tightly, and the two of them pressed tightly together.

The hall was completely silent, with only the gentle rustling of the gauze curtains in the breeze.

On the beauty bed, Ji Wuyuan hugged the girl tightly in his arms. He leaned over and kissed the girl's eyebrows and eyes devoutly, every inch of his kiss was gentle and caring.

Without any lustful elements, Jiang Wantang felt love in his gentle actions.

She once heard someone say that the deepest feeling a man has for a woman is pity.

If love and compassion are present, it is the ultimate deep love.

So, does this mean that Ji Wuyuan has developed some different kinds of feelings towards her?

Thinking of this, Jiang Wantang's eyelashes trembled.

Ji Wuyuan's breath fell on her neck, his voice low and dark.

He said: "Tang'er, there is no one else..."

Jiang Wantang was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, Ji Wuyuan let her go.

This time, Ji Wuyuan raised his eyes and looked at her deeply.

He has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and he is charming and romantic. When he gazes at someone so deeply, it is easy to give people the illusion of deep affection.

He stared at Jiang Wantang without blinking, and said every word seriously: "Tang'er, there is no one else. I have no other woman."

"You are the only lonely woman."

Jiang Wantang's eyes widened as she recalled the concubines who had been favored, from the first Concubine Qi to the later Concubine Zhang.

She had a vague answer in her mind, but she didn't dare to believe it, so she could only stare at Ji Wuyuan in a daze.

The latter smiled, stroked her head gently, and said to her in a low and charming voice: "Tang'er..."

"I haven't touched them."

His eyes were filled with tenderness. This cold and abstinent man said in a serious voice without a trace of falsehood: "Tang'er, you are different from them..."

"You are in my heart."

Jiang Wantang's heart trembled, and she looked at Ji Wuyuan in surprise.

He said that he had her in his heart.

He said, no one else...

Jiang Wantang felt touched and uneasy.

"So don't say those stupid things anymore." Ji Wuyuan patiently comforted her: "I can't bear it, and I won't treat you like that."

"Just stay by my side and I will give you everything you want."