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It was near noon when Fu Zhenhong carried Bo Yi Kao back into the courtyard in the form of a white cat. When he stepped into the room, he found Di Xin sitting alone at the desk waiting for him.

Seeing Fu Zhenhong came back, Di Xin didn't ask where Fu Zhenhong went or who he met, he just glanced at Fu Zhenhong first, then at the white cat in Fu Zhenhong's arms, Withdrew his sight.

Fu Zhenhong noticed that there was a game of half-played chess on the table in front of Di Xin. The black pieces and the white pieces did not back down, because Di Xin was the one holding the chess, and this game showed a sharp sense of sharpness. .

"Daji, come and play chess with me for a while." Di Xin took back the half-played chess and said to Fu Zhenhong who was walking towards him.

"Okay." Fu Zhenhong sat down opposite Di Xin, and put Bo Yi Kao in the form of a white cat on her lap.

Bo Yikao's feet moved, and finally stayed on Fu Zhenhong's lap honestly.After these several physical touches, although Bo Yikao still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he was not as resistant as he was at the beginning.

"Daji, you take the first step." Di Xin pushed the white chess repacked into the bowl in front of Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong didn't hesitate at all, picked up a white piece and placed it on the chessboard.

A person's personality and current state of mind are more or less reflected in the peak of chess playing. When Di Xin plays chess, every move is played very quickly, with almost no interval or pause, as if he has already made a move in his heart. The whole chess game is done well, every step is sharp, full of a kind of killing and decisive spirit.

The sun shines in from the window, and the light and warm halo shines on the chessboard, refracting a boundary between light and darkness between the interlacing of black and white pieces.

This light-dark dividing line was reflected on Di Xin's face at the moment when he stretched out his hand and dropped his hand, making the sharp-edged and tough face a little more emotional that made it difficult to distinguish.

Fu Zhenhong appreciates a king like Di Xin, who doesn't stick to the rules, and can ignore what others think for the sake of what she loves, and act recklessly as an unreasonable superior.

According to the information sent by the Space-Time Administration, the final battle between Chaoge and Xiqi was the latter's victory, and the final result of the Shang King Dixin was to commit suicide and die.

But that is the original data.

For Di Xin in the original book, Fu Zhenhong's cognition only stayed in the pen and ink records. He didn't really understand it enough, and what he saw was only one-sided text with subjectivity.But the king of Shang Zhou in front of him was something Fu Zhenhong could feel personally.

In all fairness, Fu Zhenhong didn't think that such a human emperor would lose.

"Daji, what are you thinking?" Fu Zhenhong's thoughts were interrupted by Di Xin's low voice, he would ask this suddenly, obviously noticing Fu Zhenhong's distraction.

Sometimes Fu Zhenhong felt that Di Xin was a person who didn't pay attention to those tiny details, and sometimes she felt that Di Xin was frighteningly sensitive.Just like just now, Fu Zhenhong's thoughts were only briefly distracted, and Di Xin immediately caught her.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyelids, looked into the eyes of God Xin, and said in a calm tone: "I was thinking, time flies so slowly, it is less than two months since I first met you, but I feel that it has been a long time .”

Hearing this, Di Xin shook his head slightly: "My feeling is exactly the opposite of yours." As he spoke, he put his palm on the back of Fu Zhenhong's hand, and his warm and generous hand held Fu Zhen just like that. Hong's hand completely covered her, "I always feel that time flies too fast, and the time with you is too short."

There was a vague exclamation in Di Xin's tone.

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows: "This somewhat sad tone is not like the Di Xin I am familiar with."

Di Xin smiled, and the handsome and deep facial features made the upward curve of his mouth look extra sexy, "Daji, you know, I'm not sentimental about time, I'm just greedy for getting along with you."

Di Xin is the Human Emperor, the well-deserved ruler of the human world. With such a noble status, no matter what he wants, he should have it, and no one will think it is wrong or object.But it is such a king who actually used the word "greedy" in front of Fu Zhenhong at this moment. This is enough to show that when he was with Fu Zhenhong, he completely put himself and Fu Zhenhong in the same place. In an equal position, he even faintly allowed himself to be on a relatively weak side in the pursuit of emotion.

Fu Zhenhong didn't think there was anything surprising about it, but Bo Yikao on his lap was startled.After all, he knew that Di Xin doted on Da Ji, but at this moment, he was somewhat surprised to see the two get along so naturally and equally.

There is no other reason. Among ordinary people, it is not uncommon for men to subconsciously soften their tone and give them enough respect when they treat their loved ones, but that is only limited to ordinary people.

People with a little power and status almost all have a common problem of arrogance, which may not be manifested intuitively, but a subconscious thinking that they are superior to the other party will be revealed in their inadvertent words and deeds.

The higher the position, the more obvious this emotion is.

However, a king like Di Xin can give Su Daji enough freedom and equality in that natural dominance, which is enough to prove Di Xin's preference for Su Daji.

Even Di Xin didn't use the distanced self-proclaimed "widow", but the word "I".

Looking at the two people getting along so harmoniously, Bo Yikao felt an unprecedented soreness in his heart. His eyes fell on Di Xin and Su Daji's hands, and he suddenly felt a little glaring.

Now that things have happened, Bo Yikao can no longer lie to himself that he has no feelings for Su Daji at all, and that the other party has a seductive power that everyone can't resist. He has been angry, struggled, and resisted. Everything in the net is useless.

Su Daji is like a poisoned flower. People know that they will die if they get close to him, but they can't control their hands to pick this enchanting demon flower.

Fu Zhenhong didn't know what Bo Yikao was thinking at the moment, but judging from the unconscious drooping ear tips of the other party, it was not difficult to guess that he was in a low mood.

But with Di Xin in front, Fu Zhenhong cared about Di Xin.

He took Di Xin's hand back, "I will stay by your side."

Di Xin corrected: "It is you who will always stay by my side."

"Well," Fu Zhenhong smiled.

When Di Xin saw this, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he also laughed. His lips moved, and he patted the seat beside him: "Come on."

Fu Zhenhong put down the white cat, and sat down beside Di Xin as she said.

After he sat down, Di Xin raised his arms to embrace Fu Zhenhong in his arms, and Fu Zhenhong also leaned her head on his shoulder.

Di Xin lowered his head slightly, sniffing the fragrance of Fu Zhen's red hair. This unique fragrance made him feel at ease and satisfied, so he couldn't help but gather his arms a little.

Di Xin doesn't believe in gods, and he never thinks that ordinary people are inferior to those gods. He is not afraid of the magic that can change thousands of times. He felt uneasy about the existence of such emotions.

Sometimes Di Xin felt that Su Daji was so magnanimous that he could see the bottom at a glance; An untouchable emptiness.

Su Daji is not an ordinary person, or cannot be called a person.

This point, when Di Xin saw Su Daji for the first time, when he lifted him from the ground to the back of the horse, he had already discovered the clue.Then, on their way back to Chaoge, everything Su Daji showed proved his inner guess.

But even if Su Daji is not the mortal Su Daji he should take back Chaoge, so what?

In that forest, the man in red who caught his heart with a glance was Su Daji in his arms. No matter whether the other party was a god or a demon, a soul or a ghost, it would not change the fact that he fell in love with him at a glance.

Because what he likes is this kind of Su Daji, who is gorgeous, flamboyant, dazzling and shining.They are the same kind of existence, Di Xin hates the immutable rules and constraints, and the man in his arms, whether it is appearance or personality, is extremely in line with his wishes, and he has grown up exactly on the point he likes.

Di Xin didn't care whether he had a different heart or not, nor did he care what his purpose was, or to be more precise, that was what attracted him more.

At the very beginning, Di Xin thought about why such a man would choose to stay by his side as Su Daji, but with every subsequent contact, Di Xin analyzed the reason why Su Daji was by his side, It's not complicated, just because he is Di Xin.

It is Di Xin, not the king of Chaoge.

This recognition made Di Xin feel happy, and felt that all this should be the case.

Su Daji wanted his love, and he also wanted to conquer Su Daji.

Each has its own request.

So he and Su Daji were destined to be entangled together.

As for the time of this entanglement, he will do his best to prolong it.

If Su Daji was a cloud in the sky, then he would spare no effort to build a road to the sky. He would step up the stairs step by step, grab the cloud in his hand, and drag it down.

After thinking about it, Di Xin rubbed his chin against the hair above Fu Zhenhong's head, then moved his lips to Fu Zhenhong's earlobe and kissed it lightly.

The earlobe is the sensitive point of Fu Zhenhong's body. When Di Xin's moist and warm lips touched his skin, Fu Zhenhong felt a slight tingling itch, and the roots of his ears began to show signs of redness.

Di Xin's eyes deepened a little. As if he had made some kind of decision, he said slowly in Fu Zhenhong's ear with this posture: "Daji, from tomorrow onwards, you will go up to court with me."

While speaking, all his warm breath sprayed onto Fu Zhenhong's earlobe. The scorching heat was as strong and full of presence as Di Xin.

Fu Zhenhong closed her eyelids and replied, "Okay."

Seeing Fu Zhenhong's straightforward answer, Di Xin raised his eyebrows and said, "Why don't you politely refuse?"

Fu Zhenhong asked back, "Do you want to hear my refusal?"

Di Xin smiled: "No, I just like you like this."

The two chatted back and forth like this, as if they were not a king and a noble concubine, but a pair of ordinary people in love.

Bo Yikao watched all of these from the sidelines, and the sourness in his heart gradually turned into jealousy.