It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Hua Xiangrong returned to her bedroom after dealing with the affairs of the Mermaid Kingdom.

The maid beside him came forward to help him change clothes, but he frowned and dodged.

Seeing this, the maid at the door hurried in and saluted: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Yuzhu is new here and doesn't know your habits."

The new monarch never delegates personal matters to others, for fear that the Goddess Miaoqing might misunderstand him.

Hua Xiangrong turned around: "Where is the God?"

The maid replied, "It's still in the small study in the back hall."

"There's no need for her in the back hall anymore. Send her to do something else."

As he spoke, he went straight to the study.

Lan Qingya was leaning lazily on the soft pillow, reading a storybook attentively in the study.

"Uncle Master."

Seeing Hua Xiangrong coming in from outside, her eyes lit up: "Are you back?"

Her scallion-like fingers tapped on the book: "The storybook you found is very nice. It turns out that when it comes to writing stories that are bizarre and heartbreaking, it's better to look at those written by mortals."

Hua Xiangrong sat down beside her, opened her long straight legs, picked her up easily, held her in her arms, and looked at the book over her shoulder.

The cover reads: Furong Ji.

"Do you like it?" He turned his elegant and handsome face naturally, and his warm breath fell behind her ears, kissing her.

"I like it." She put the book down and turned back to find his lips.

The two kissed for a long time, and Hua Xiangrong pulled away with some restraint: "Uncle Master, I miss you so much."

Lan Qingya laughed at him: "It's only been a day since we last met, don't be so clingy."

He held her in his arms and picked up the notebook: "If you like, I will send someone to look for it again."

"Okay, find more. I love to see."

"Then let's fill up this study, okay?"

"Hmm..." Lan Qingya buried her head in his chest and kissed him dishonestly: "You know what? Nanli Opera House seems to have made our story into a play, and every show is packed."

Hua Xiangrong's heartbeat was disturbed by her kiss: "Do you want to go and see?"

Lan Qingya raised her head: "I'm a little curious about how they wrote us."

"I go with you."

"If we go there in such a blatant way, we might be recognized. Then we'll become monkeys being watched."

Hua Xiangrong: "Then disguise yourself."

"Going today?"

"Going right now!"

Lan Qingya: ...

There's no need to be so anxious.

She was still hugging him and taking advantage of him.

She was like a greedy cat, watching the fish slip away from her eyes.

He stood up angrily and changed himself into the appearance of a mermaid woman.

Hua Xiangrong also changed into a woman: "How can you not recognize me now? We are not exactly the same as our original selves, but we are completely unrelated."

Lan Qingya looked at his delicate appearance and suddenly remembered his stunning feminine charm when he was a goddess.

"Rong'er, do you regret becoming a man?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiangrong pulled her into his arms and said, "I have never regretted it. I am even somewhat fortunate. If our family did not have this talent, I would probably regret it for the rest of my life."

Lan Qingya was coaxed into a daze by him: "Okay, okay, okay, I got it. Let's go!"

It was still early, so the two disguised people strolled around the street, ate and drank their fill, and then went to the theater.

A huge spiritual painting hangs on the golden coral wall.

Above is a woman with a divine ring behind her and a mermaid man.

The woman was wearing a plain dress and looked into the distance with a solemn expression.

The merman sat on the reef, looking at her back from afar, with a crystal tear falling from the corner of his eye.

There were a few big words written below: A tragic love story in the South China Sea: Falling in love with the female goddess who cares about the people.

Lan Qingya couldn't help curling her toes as she looked at the poster.

Suddenly I don’t want to watch it anymore.

Hua Xiangrong smiled and pulled her arm: "We are already at the door, how can we back out? Why don't we go and see how they are doing."

"Rong'er, I already smell bullshit, let's just forget it."

"Hey, now that we're here, let's go take a look."

"I don't want to go..."

"I don't want to see it anymore..."

In the end, Lan Qingya was forcibly pulled in by him.

This play is indeed very popular, and even standing room tickets were sold out for this show.

Sitting in the box, Lan Qingya couldn't help but frown as she watched the two actors on the stage express their deep love, crying their hearts out with mad love.

She glanced at Hua Xiangrong next to her, and he surprisingly accepted it well.

Lan Qingya was surprised: "Rong'er likes it?"

Hua Xiangrong smiled and said, "Except for my gender issue and my unrequited love for so many years, everything else between me and my uncle has been going smoothly. If it were really arranged according to the relationship between us, it would be a little less exciting."

"It's a pretty good adaptation, you see..."

Lan Qingya looked around following his gaze. Everyone was immersed in the moment, and some were even wiping tears silently.

"Funny storytelling is not nonsense, and adaptation is not random editing." She still accepted her incompetence.

Hua Xiangrong smiled when she heard that, then stood up and pulled her out: "Let's go then."

Lan Qingya was surprised: "Where are you going?"

"Go to a nice place."

With a splash, two people poked their heads out of the sea.

Lan Qingya looked at the majestic palace built by the sea and asked in surprise, "I've been looking for storybooks to entertain me these days, and this is what you're busy with?"

Hua Xiangrong nodded: "Didn't you say you couldn't get used to living under the sea? It will be fine here from now on."

Every blade of grass and every tree here was selected by him personally.

"I'll stay here with you. It's a comfortable place to live and it's close to the sea."

As he spoke, he held her and jumped out of the water. His fish body, which was glowing with colorful light, instantly turned into a pair of legs and pulled Lan Qingya towards the palace.

The place is full of spiritual energy, quiet and leisurely, and Lan Qingya is very satisfied.

After walking around, the two looked out of the window on the third floor of the bedroom and had a clear view of the sea.

"Rong'er, I heard that the mermaids are good at singing. Is that true?"

Seeing her curious look, Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but hold her in his arms, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Master, do you want to hear it?"

Lan Qingya couldn't control her accelerated heartbeat, she buried her head in his arms and nodded.

A melodious, pleasant, lively, long and very penetrating voice sounded, like the calm sea surface not far away, or the salty, moist and refreshing sea breeze.

It gives people a refreshing feeling that cleanses the soul, and also carries a bit of irresistible temptation.

Lan Qingya listened to his singing, and her almond-shaped eyes gradually became deeper.

"Rong'er, did you do this on purpose?"

Hua Xiangrong pretended to be confused: "Ah? What are you talking about, uncle? What do you mean by intentional?"

He led her into the bedroom.

The clouds disperse in Wu Gorge, and the rain moistens the boudoir.

"Uncle Master..." He held the person in his arms, unable to control his emotions, "Having you is enough for Rong'er in this life."