The cannon fodder of Quick Travel does not give gold fingers

Huangfu often thought of himself sitting on the splendid throne of the palace, watching the courtiers shouting long live. What he thought deep in his heart was: It would be great if Princess Yingyun was by my side.

When he led the army and crushed the opposition, fighting fiercely and bloody, what he was thinking deep down in his heart was: It would be great if my princess was by my side.

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For many moments, Huangfu Du didn't even think about the children, he only thought about Yingyun.

He is a rational and cold person. He doesn't know why a little princess lived in his cold and desolate heart, but he is very happy with it.

Yingyun is destined to become the emperor of the Storm Empire. She is beautiful and powerful. She not only wins the respect of her subjects in the court, but also wins the love of countless people among the people.

Huangfu's respect and love for her were deeply rooted in his heart from the first time they met.

If possible, Huangfu would often give up the throne of the Fire Empire and marry Yingyun, but he could not do this.

He wants to rival Shadow Yun, not live under her wings.

In the future, one of the two children will inherit the throne of the Storm Empire, and the other will inherit the throne of the Fire Empire. Isn't it just right?

Whenever night falls, Huangfu often sits alone under the moonlight, recalling every moment of his time with Yingyun. He remembered her smile, remembered that she was a radiant woman, and remembered her unique fragrance.

Every time he thought of her, a deep emotion would surge in his heart, and he wanted to talk to Yingyun.

The closer he got to Yingyun, the hotter his heart became. Huangfu no longer wanted to guard her silently. He hoped that he would be involved in her happy life.

Yingyun looked at the big hand grabbing her hand and smiled inwardly.

On the face of it, he can hold his own.

"Husband and wife are the same? Which way?" Huangfu only heard her words. He used all the courage in his life to look at Yingyun, closed his eyes and kissed Yingyun's hand.

Even if you want to hate me, I still want a result.

Yingyun looked at the big head in front of her and kissed it like a pig raking a trough.

Kiss or hand?

Knowing that he had no memory of the world before the two of them, Yingyun asked herself, for now, she liked this person.

He gently touched Huangfu Du's hair with his hand.

This was like tapping his acupuncture points. He originally had the courage to risk everything, but after receiving such gentle treatment, he felt a little dazed for a moment. He paused for a while, then straightened up and gently embraced his sweetheart in his arms.

A long, long sigh.

"Your Highness, I think it would be great if this life ended at this moment."

"Huh? Maybe tomorrow will be better than today?"

"No, it won't be better than now. This is the happiest day for me. No matter what happens tomorrow, I will feel happy."

"Then let's hug each other somewhere?" Yingyun gently pushed Huangfu away and said with a smile.

When Huangfu lowered his head several times, he yawned delicately.

"Your Highness has agreed to marry me?" Huangfu repeatedly wanted a clear answer.

"Yes, agreed." Yingyun leaned on Huangfu Du's chest and fell asleep. Do you want to live as a couple?

Otherwise, I would just sleep!

Huangfu hugged Yingyun in his arms. Under her indulgent gaze, he opened the window, jumped out of the window and went to the small garden of the East Palace with Yingyun in his arms.

Yingyun: What is this for?

When they arrived at the place, Huangfu gently put Yingyun down. There was a small decoration for the couple's contract.

People in the Suye Continent have a bonding ceremony during their weddings, announcing to their ancestors and gods that the two of them have become husband and wife. From then on, they share weal and woe and share weal and woe.

"Although we can't get married for the time being, I want to tell the world and make a contract with you. I have prepared this contract stage, thinking that if you agree, I will bring you here."

"Okay, let's make a contract." The people from the Changye Continent formed a contract before, which also meant to pay homage to the world consciousness.

Yingyun: I worship myself.

There's nothing wrong with it, just do it yourself and you'll have enough food and clothing.

After the contract was concluded, Huangfu repeatedly carried Yingyun back the way he came. He deliberately did not put away the things here so that everyone would know about them tomorrow.

After the two of them washed up, they lay on the bed. Huangfu repeatedly approached Yingyun gently...