When Emperor Wu entered, he saw Chu Ci sitting on the couch with his head slightly lowered, hugging his legs, and plucking at the sleeve of his robe with one hand.

  After he left, Chu Ci slowly lifted his head, stared at him without blinking, and then stretched out his hand.

  Emperor Di looked at her for a moment, gently grasping the small hand she had extended, but the next instant, Chu Ci silently wrapped his arms around Emperor Di's waist, his face buried in his abdomen, his fingers slowly tightening on his back. After a long while, he muffledly asked: "Your Highness... are you done yet?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Chu Ci hugged him tightly again, her voice still low, "Then let's go home?"

  "Good."

  Di Jun held her in his arms, Chu Ci wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in the crook of it. For some reason, her nose felt a little sour, she opened her small mouth, feeling a bit distressed: "Your Highness..."

  Di Hong tied a cloak around her while softly responding to her.

  Her small hands slowly clenched, pressed against his neck, with a slightly nasal tone, sniffled and said: "If my addiction gets worse, I must be locked up, can you not hand me over to others, just lock me up..."

  Di Jin looked down at the person in his arms and said in a deep voice, "Isn't I already holding you captive now?"

  Chu Ci blinked her eyes, looking a bit bewildered: "Huh?"

  "Don't believe me, Concubine? Try it and see if you can escape from me." Emperor Chi's tone was still calm.

  But Chu Ci heard this sentence and her heart was inexplicably sweetened, "Hmmm, seems like I won't be able to escape."

  While saying that, she also proactively hugged his neck tightly.

  On the way back to the East Palace, Chu Ci was very tired and couldn't help but fall asleep on Emperor Mo's lap, holding his hand to her face for comfort.

  The emperor's hands were slender, with no calluses on his fingers, clean and cool to the touch, gently warming her cheeks, and holding her was very comfortable.

  But Di Jun Lian was not calm, lowering his head, his expression still serious and solemn, but his hand was touching her face. Chu Ci was touched twice by him, wrinkled her nose slightly unhappy, pressed down on his wandering hands, muttered: "Your Highness, don't mess around..."

  Who would have thought that the next moment, Emperor Di would leisurely use his fingertips to gently caress her lips, as if playing with something.

  Chu Ci was disturbed by him and couldn't sleep soundly. When she opened her eyes drowsily, she saw Di Jun Lian solemnly touching her lips. Chu Ci's face suddenly flushed slightly, and she stretched out her hand to remove his fingers, covering her own moist lips. Moreover, she felt a slight numbness in her mouth, as if someone had been rubbing it...

  At this point, Chu Ci's face turned even redder, and she glared at Di Jun Lian with a hint of annoyance, her breathing slightly ragged: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

  "This king touches his own queen, which doesn't violate any of Qin Zhao's laws." Emperor Chi Yan said calmly, and somewhat felt that Chu Ci was being unreasonable.

  Chu Ci stared at him, thinking it was unbelievable.

  She wouldn't take the loss, so she bit her lip and suddenly pounced over to peck his lips, then let him go, her face red as she panted and said: "I, I kissed my own husband, that's not against the law, is it?!"

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