The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

That night, the two of them cuddled together intimately. Huo Yunjue saw that Ning Ziqing was sleeping peacefully, and he did not dare to move for fear of waking her up.

Ning Ziqing was still holding the placket of his chest tightly with one hand. Huo Yunjue hugged her and tucked her into the quilt. He smelled the fragrance of her hair and laughed foolishly.

He didn't know how long it took, but he glanced sideways at the light outside the window. The festive lanterns hanging in the courtyard gradually dimmed and disappeared, and the color of the sky changed from inky black to light blue. This was the moment before dawn, quiet and silent.

Mixed with the chirping of morning birds and the sound of dripping morning dew carried by the breeze, Qingshuang Garden looks even more tranquil and peaceful in this elegant atmosphere.

Huo Yunjue lost his sleep. He listened to Ning Ziqing's subtle breathing until dawn.

As soon as the sky was bright and clear, there were sounds one after another from outside the door, and the sound of rapid footsteps and noisy voices kept rushing through Qingshuang Courtyard.

Huo Yunjue frowned slightly. He had already reminded Wei Feng that Weiyu was not allowed to be disturbed.

This early in the morning, so many people were allowed in. Huo Yunjue turned sideways, lifted the bed curtains, and saw through the window that there were crowds of people outside, and they seemed to be still fighting.

He couldn't help but feel a little confused. At this time, Ning Ziqing was awakened by his slight movement.

Huo Yunjue quickly lowered the bed curtain to block the light.

"It's still early, you should take a nap." He gently stroked Ning Ziqing's cheek and said softly.

"It's already dawn, why don't you leave my garden and wait to be discovered?" Ning Ziqing frowned and stared at him with some displeasure.

"It doesn't matter, Cangzhou is not Kyoto, I'm not afraid." Huo Yunjue laughed playfully. Ning Ziqing gave him a cold look, turned around and ignored him.

Seeing that she was angry, Huo Yunjue hugged her waist from behind and coaxed softly: "It's too late for me to leave now. The courtyard is full of people, so just let them know that we have a good relationship, lest that bastard come to pester you again!"

Ning Ziqing was startled by his words. She turned around and reached out to lift the bed curtain to see what was going on outside. Huo Yunjue took her hand with one hand, put her palm against his face, and stared at her affectionately. Holding her.

"Qingqing, don't worry, I will take care of everything. I have already sent a letter to Qilangjun, asking him to write you a letter of divorce. When I finish the matter of apprehending the pirates and we return to Kyoto together, I will Go and ask Your Majesty for marriage, I want to marry you as my wife!"

Huo Yunjue's eyes showed sincere emotions. He didn't want to wait any longer. He didn't want to meet her secretly every time. He wanted to make his love for Ning Ziqing public and he wanted to love her openly.

He no longer wanted to hide his feelings, he was willing to declare his love for her to everyone without reservation.

He wants everyone to know that Ning Ziqing is the most important person in his heart, and he will always be by her side, using actions to prove this love forever.

Ning Ziqing was startled when she heard his straightforward confession. She raised her eyes and stared at Huo Yunjue's loving eyes, her eyes sparkling with emotion. Slowly, ripples appeared on her face, and she felt a little shy. He lowered his eyes.

A sweet smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, as bright as a flower, as if it lit up the whole room.

"Will you marry me?" Huo Yunjue stared at her face, his eyes full of expectation.

Ning Zi's green cheeks had a faint blush, like a shy little rabbit.

When Huo Yunjue saw that she didn't answer, he gently raised her chin and looked into her eyes tenderly, his heart beating as fast and powerful as a drum.

"Qingqing, are you willing?" Huo Yunjue asked Ning Ziqing again, with a burning passion in his eyes, looking forward to her answer.

After Ning Ziqing heard these words, she felt ripples deep in her heart. She couldn't help but raise her eyes and look into Huo Yunjue's eyes. Her lips opened slightly: "I do, Ajue." Her eyes were full of tenderness. Sweet feeling.

She wanted to marry the man in front of her who loved him deeply. She wanted to marry her Ah Jue.

Huo Yunjue received her affirmative answer, and endless joy surged in his heart. He hugged Ning Ziqing tightly, pressed her body against his chest, and felt the warmth and breathing between them.

The next moment, he suddenly heard Ning Ziqing in his arms murmuring: "But there is a condition."

Ning Ziqing looked up at Huo Yunjue with sly eyes: "If His Highness the Fourth Highness agrees, we will high-five and become allies. We will never let you down again. I wonder what His Highness the Fourth Highness wants?" After she said this, she raised a malicious intention. smile.

After hearing this, Huo Yunjue chuckled, stared into her eyes, and replied lovingly: "Tell me, no matter what the terms, I promise you all, and I will never break my promise!"

"I want you to seize the throne. When you become the emperor, you can use your position as queen as a betrothal gift to marry me, and you can only love me. How about that?" Ning Ziqing raised her eyebrows and raised her chin, proudly waiting for Huo Huo. Yun Jue's answer.

Huo Yunjue was stunned for a moment, shook his head helplessly, sighed quietly, and said lightly: "You know how to dig a hole for me."

He smiled widely, and gently scratched Ning Ziqing's nose with his fingers: "I promised you, who made me have a deep love for you!" After saying that, a smile appeared on Huo Yunjue's lips.

Only then did Ning Ziqing reach out her hand to give him a high-five with satisfaction, curling up in his arms and squeezing his fingers proudly.

Huo Yunjue rested his chin on her head and murmured in a low voice: "Let's discuss something. Next time you lose your temper, can you not get slapped in the face?" At this point, Huo Yunjue frowned slightly, feeling a little bit suppressed. Qu: "There are palm prints on my face, so it's hard to go out and meet people."

He twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling that the slap from Ning Ziqing last night was still aching.

Ning Ziqing glanced at him coldly: "Let's see how you behave in the future!"

"it is good!"

Huo Yunjue immediately nodded in agreement.

After a while, he kissed Ning Ziqing's forehead tenderly, released his hold on her, tucked her in, and let her sleep a little longer.

Then, Huo Yunjue happily got out of bed, picked up the robe on the ground, and returned to his calm and calm demeanor.

He put his robe on himself casually, walked to the door, and opened the door.

When a group of people standing in the garden saw him coming out like this, their eyes widened in shock.

They saw that Huo Yunjue's half-tied hair was a little scattered, a few strands of hair were floating in front of his forehead, there were some light red scratches on his neck and face, and the palm print on his left cheek was clearly visible.

He stood at the door calmly and looked at everyone with a very pleasant smile.

Wei Feng and Wei Yu opened their mouths wide, and Qian Wudao in the crowd swallowed in shock.

Yinxiang, Qiang Ze and Qingxu had astonishment on their faces, and they couldn't help but worry about Ning Ziqing in the room.

Uncle Fu stared at Huo Yunjue in surprise, wondering who he was.

Fu Yujie behind him looked at Huo Yunjue angrily, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Facing the strange looks from everyone, Huo Yunjue didn't take it seriously.

He clasped his hands on his chest and asked Wei Feng with a slightly displeased expression: "Why do you let so many people in?"

Before Wei Feng could speak, Fu Yujie, who was standing at the end of the corridor, yelled at him angrily: "You despicable and shameless bastard, what did you do to your third cousin?"

Hearing Fu Yujie's hostile voice, Huo Yunjue immediately lowered his face and turned his head to look at him coldly.

Wei Feng quickly stepped forward and shouted sternly at Fu Yujie: "How dare you do the following and be disrespectful to His Highness. Come on, take this person down quickly!"

Wei Feng gave an order, and several Golden Wing troops quickly surrounded him, preparing to take Fu Yujie away.

"What, is this young master a prince?" Uncle Fu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You can see clearly, the person in front of you is the fourth prince of the current dynasty, His Highness!" Wei Feng snorted coldly and motioned to the Golden Wing Army to take someone.

Uncle Fu and Fu Yujie were stunned for a moment.

Uncle Fu heard a report earlier from his servants that Jiang Quhan was imprisoned in the woodshed and was surrounded by a group of soldiers outside Fu's house.

Before he even had time to eat his breakfast, he hurriedly took Fu Yujie to Qingshuang Courtyard to see what happened.

On the way, Qian Wudao came hurriedly with several government officials.

Uncle Fu suddenly felt bad, always feeling that something big had happened.

He had just seen Huo Yunjue's disheveled appearance and thought he was just some promiscuous young man from aristocratic family who came to steal the marriage, and was about to let Qian Wudao arrest him.

Didn’t you expect that he was actually a prince?Uncle Fu's face instantly turned pale, and he was dumbfounded, looking at Huo Yunjue at a loss.

Huo Yunjue glanced at them indifferently and smiled contemptuously: "Wei Feng, what is the crime of insulting the prince!"

"Returning to Your Highness, insulting the "prince" is a crime of "great disrespect", which can range from fifty sticks to a dozen sticks, to the death penalty in serious cases!"

As soon as Wei Feng finished speaking, Uncle Fu and Fu Yujie were so frightened that they lost their souls. Uncle Fu's legs went weak and he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "I didn't know that His Highness the Fourth Highness came to this palace in person. I am ignorant and have offended His Highness Four. How can I please forgive you?" Atonement!”

"Your Highness Fourth! Calm down your anger!"