With his fingers tightened, Nangong Yi raised his head after a while. His deep eyes were full of sadness, "I know I can't hide it from you. Even if you don't listen, someone will tell you eventually."

Ling Mulao was silent, but looked back at Nangong Yi with a deeper eyebrow, as if he wanted to spend his whole life watching it in this moment.

"Fool, I once promised you that we would be together for the rest of our lives, so even if I, Nangong Yi..." The corners of my lips raised slightly, forcing a faint smile.

"In the enthronement ceremony, you can confer the title of concubine!" Before Nangong Yi could finish his words, Ling Mulao suddenly gritted his teeth and turned his head and said.

Nangong Yi frowned, "What do you mean?"

Taking a deep breath, Ling Mulao tried his best to appear calm and composed, "A title is not just a good-looking label, even if it is enthroned in the Sixth Palace, it is just a show.

Therefore, for the sake of your country, for the sake of stabilizing the hearts of the courtiers, for the sake of being the woman behind a successful man, I don’t care about those false things, Yi~ you don’t have to abolish the harem.”

Nangong Yi was stunned and didn't react for a while, "Girl..."

"I have enough confidence in me. Even if my man, San Gong Liu Yuan, still only loves me and only loves me, don't you have such confidence in you?" Ling Mulao raised his eyebrows and laughed.

Holding the back of Ling Mulao's head with one hand, Nangong Yi lowered his head and kissed her deeply, passionately and passionately, it was an eternal oath of eternal friendship.

"I, Nangong Yi, swear that I will only take one scoop out of three thousand pieces of weak water. In the past, now, and in the future, the only woman I, Nangong Yi, has is Ling Muchao. If she betrays me, I will be struck by lightning and her body will be in another place." He held up two fingers,

Nangong Yi solemnly swore.

"Okay, if you betray me, you will be struck by lightning and your body and head will be missing!" Ling Mulao repeated sonorously, holding the two raised fingers tightly with his slender green green hands.

Once, Ling Mulao thought that her love was too selfish to tolerate a grain of sand, but she eventually fell in love with Nangong Yi and chose the fate of becoming countless concubines in the harem.

I don’t know if this is cute or ridiculous, but I obviously don’t want to share my man, but I still force myself to smile and say, go ahead and make me your queen, your concubine.

The day of the coronation ceremony coincided with the first snowfall.

The snowflakes flying all over the sky decorated the entire splendid palace in silver, which was so white that it looked indescribably sad.

Ling Mulao looked at the dancing snowflakes, and the gongs and drums were deafening in her ears, which was particularly harsh in the vast white snow. The sound seemed to penetrate into her heart.

Although it was Nangong Yi's enthronement ceremony, Ling Mulao refused to participate due to physical discomfort. Naturally, Nangong Yi had nothing to say. He just hugged her tightly before leaving and said, "My only woman is you."

Ling Mulao remembered this sentence and firmly believed in it, because it was her motivation to persevere.

"A woman's heart is as deep as the bottom of the sea. She obviously doesn't want to, but she keeps telling the truth and asking for trouble!" The spirit duck sat leisurely on the treetops, with snowflakes covering his feathers.

"Master, it's snowing for the first time today, and the wind outside is so strong, let's go back and sit inside~" Qinghua gathered the brazier, stepped out of the room, and saw Ling Muchao standing in the yard.

Snowflakes were flying, and the white patches covered the sky.
Chapter completed!