Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Xiao Zhu subconsciously didn't want to tell him about this, so she shook her head and said in confusion: "What do you mean by coma? I just fell asleep in bed."

He kept smiling, his eyes fixed on her face, and his voice was slow and soft, as if he was reciting an opera.

"The Dragon Tribe has a kind of moonlight coral grass. If you dry it and grind it into powder and take it, it is very effective for headaches."

A chill rushed straight to the top of her head. For some reason, Xiaozhu Lingtai became much clearer and she realized in an instant that he was testing her.

"Thank you." Xiaozhu looked confused, "But my head doesn't hurt."

Xiao Yan stared at her for a long time and said, "I heard from the maid that you had a headache on your wedding night?"

Xiaozhu nodded reluctantly, "The crown is too heavy. It's bound to give me a headache if I wait too long."

Laughing and saying: "I'm sorry for wronging you."

Xiaozhu smiled.

"Did you have any dreams?" Xiao Yan handed her a glass and asked calmly.

"Yes." Xiaozhu said.

Xiaoyan's thin eyelids trembled, a little unexpectedly.

But it was quickly covered up.

After spending a long time with the simple-minded and simple-minded Xiaozhu, I couldn't hold back my inertial actions for a while.

Xiaozhu noticed it and the reverse test was successful. He knew that she would have that kind of dream.

So the conclusion is that the joke is indeed related to his headache.

Among the people and jokes in the dream, which one is good and which one is bad?

"Do you want to play chess?" Xiao Yan interrupted her thoughts.

"Aren't you going to the underground palace? Isn't it not good to always come back for me?"

He said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, the candle is the most important."

The two of them walked towards the chessboard hand in hand as usual, like a loving couple.

"Why do you call me that?" Xiaozhu asked casually.

He lowered his head and fiddled with the chess pieces on the board, seemingly not caring about the answer.

"They all call you Xiaozhu, I want a unique name." The smile was calm and his lips curved, revealing the tenderness of a lover.

"From now on, you don't have to call yourself 'concubine'."

"You haven't called me husband today."

Xiaozhu's cheeks blushed slightly, and her lips touched, "Husband."

Xiao Yan's deep gaze wandered over her face, then settled on the chessboard, "It's your turn."

After a game of chess, Xiaoyan slowly ate away her chess pieces and won without any suspense.

Xiaozhu was still feeling regretful and thinking that he must have made a wrong move and that led to his loss.

"I always won before." She picked up the smooth and cold chess pieces and threw them into the chess basket. "No, let's do it again."

As expected, we lost the second set.

Xiaozhu stood up with a pout, angry at losing and didn't want to play anymore.

"I knew you were letting me go on purpose before!"

She stomped her feet and left with a flick of her sleeves, feeling very angry.

Xiaoyan caught up with her in one stride and grabbed her wrist. "It was just a fluke win. Do you want to go for a walk in the garden?"

"Recently, we saw a batch of seasonal flowers shipped in from Qixia and put them in the Glazed Garden."

Xiaozhu liked that place very much. It was isolated from the sea water and had flowers and vegetation like on land growing in it, which made Xiaozhu miss it very much.

The two arrived at the garden. Xiaozhu breathed in the fragrant air and felt her soul sublime.

She saw the familiar lavender bell-shaped flowers, reached out to pick one and put it in Xiaoyan's palm, and put another one next to her ear.

"What do you mean?" He looked at it with a smile.

Xiaozhu said, "This is called a mandolin. In Qixia, it is a must-have flower for lovers' wedding ceremonies. Two flowers form one branch, and the newlyweds each display one flower, which means they will never be separated no matter how far apart they are."

She was wearing a delicate lavender flower and smiling, which made the entire glass garden pale in comparison.

Xiaoyan's heartbeat was accelerating steadily and powerfully, and he could hardly look away.

The subtle fragrance is like alcohol, paralyzing the consciousness.

"Then you will never be separated from me?"

With some reverie that was out of waking consciousness in mind, he asked with a smile, rolling the words on the tip of his tongue.

Xiaozhu smiled even more, hooked her arms around his neck like a spoiled child, tilted her head and blinked, "Of course, we are husband and wife."

Xiaoyan said that at that moment he felt like he was the leading actor on the stage, experiencing the most wonderful thing in the world.

He admitted that he couldn't resist.

Xiaoyan's eyes darkened and he couldn't help but put his arms around her waist and kissed her.

But his hands were free, and the woman fluttered away from his arms, and her cold hair with a unique fragrance brushed against his fingertips.

Somewhat itchy.

Xiaozhu looked back, stuck out her tongue cunningly, and ran away.

"I can't hug you~~"

Butterflies flew up and down in Xiaoyan's heart, and he smiled like a foolish man poisoned by love.

He childishly grabbed Xiaozhu, hugged her tightly in revenge, kissed her lips fiercely, and swallowed her slight gasps after running.

He owned her.

"Call me husband."

"Husband~~"

"What's your husband's name?"

"Laughing words."

"Do you love me?" It was the first time in his life that he asked this question, and he felt a little nervous.

I thought it was ridiculous before, but now I realize it is so irresistible and unreasonable.

"of course."

A sentence flashed through Xiaoyan’s mind: How can a person be so happy?

……

Xiao Yan has been obviously much busier since he demonstrated his strength. The two of them had just eaten for a while in the garden when the Dragon King sent him a series of life-threatening messages.

There was a flash of annoyance in Xiaoyan's eyes, but in order to maintain this peaceful life, he inevitably had to do what he had to do.

"Wait until I come back," he said.

"Yeah." Xiaozhu stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.

Xiaoyan saw the love that was about to overflow in her eyes.

He was like a balloon rising into the air, with nothing but the ultimate joy of lightness.

The two of them parted reluctantly, their affections so strong that they had completely forgotten about the headache they had experienced previously.

Xiaozhu watched him leave until he disappeared for a long time. The maid was waiting outside the glass garden.

The smile on her face gradually faded, as cold and indifferent as the setting sun.

She casually threw the mandolin into the flowers.

Not a second glance.