But he knew it clearly, but he still forced her to reveal her feelings for him and feel aggrieved and dissatisfied with him.

Such behavior is really abominable.

But Linglong, this silly girl, even believed such clumsy words from Qi Zhen.

After hearing what he said, she pulled his sleeve and asked about his grievance.

"Why does Your Highness want me to live in a side hospital? I am obviously your wife." Linglong bit her lower lip tightly, holding his sleeve with one hand, and said aggrievedly.

The little girl was only immersed in her own grievances and didn't pay attention at all. When she mentioned the word wife, the eyes of the person in front of her were slightly cold.

"In the future, there will be a princess who will come to the palace. It is not suitable for you to live in the main courtyard. Naturally, you will have to live in the side courtyard." Qi Zhen's voice was as usual, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

But when his words fell in Linglong's ears, she instantly turned pale.

Linglong stared at Qi Zhen blankly, not reading the slightest hint of amusement in his expression.

He meant what he said.

Linglong understood, and subconsciously let go of the hand holding his sleeve, and retreated in a daze, trying to break away from his hand. During the struggle, she even accidentally smashed the tea cup in the study.

The celadon cup hit the ground with a crackle.

The eunuchs and maids outside looked panicked, and Qiu Shui Luoxia even thought that there was a commotion inside and His Highness got angry and smashed things.

"Your Highness!" Luoxia grabbed Qiu Shui, who was about to rush in, and shouted loudly, fearing that Qi Zhen would hurt Linglong.

In the study, Qi Zhen's brows and eyes were filled with chills, and he replied in a deep voice: "Nothing, please step aside."

As he spoke, the strength in his hand relaxed a bit, and Linglong struggled to break free from his control.

"Your Highness knows, you know, you know that Linglong wants to be your wife, not a concubine." Linglong felt extremely wronged, her eyes were full of tears, and she held on to hold them back.

Of course Qi Zhen knows, but what can he do if he knows?

Linglong looked at him, feeling so sad for the first time. She wiped the moisture from her eyes and asked him: "Did Linglong do something bad? That's why she can't be His Highness's wife."

"Linglong, the status of a crown princess cannot be afforded by the concubine of Marquis Ning'an. Besides, it is impossible for the emperor and his mother to accept a crown princess who was born as a concubine." Qi Zhen said to her seriously.

He hoped that she would understand that his princess would be the mother of a country in the future, and she needed to be respected by the world, someone who was good at strategizing, and someone who was suitable for sitting in the back seat.

As for Linglong's temperament, in Qi Zhen's heart, she is just a concubine suitable to be kept by her side. She only needs to please him.

Linglong was crying hard, Qi Zhen raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, suppressing the irritation in his heart, and wanted to bring Linglong to him, but as soon as he stretched out his arm, she pushed him away.

"Your Highness, it's just that the Emperor and Queen can't accept a princess who is born as a concubine?" Linglong asked him with tears on her face and her eyes trembling slightly. The implication was that she was also asking Qi Zhen, where is he? Putting aside the Emperor and Queen,

Can he accept a princess who is born as a concubine?

Qi Zhen's fingers froze slightly, but his face showed no difference at all.

He sighed softly, gently stroked Linglong's eyebrows with his fingertips, wiped away her tears, and said warmly: "What else?"

He only said otherwise, but in fact he didn't say anything.

But this sentence alone convinced Linglong that he had never looked down upon her.

Seeing that the spikes on Linglong's body were gone, Qi Zhen hugged her on his knees, and the restlessness in his heart also dissipated.

Linglong has a petite body, and her whole body lies in Qi Zhen's arms.

She rested her chin on Qi Zhen's shoulder, and her tears fell on his neck drop by drop. The tears were warm and flowed down his clothes to his heart.

Linglong was crying and sobbing, but she kept murmuring: "Husband, Linglong wants to be your wife, Linglong just wants to be your wife..." The sounds of tenderness and complaint really brought tears to Qi Zhen's heart.

"Now you are arousing your husband in a delicate way. Didn't you lose your temper just now and speak coldly, Your Highness? Huh?" Qi Zhen hugged the person tightly and said in a hoarse voice.

Linglong listened to Qi Zhen's words, but didn't reply to him. She just hummed and kissed him on the cheek.

Qi Zhen sighed inwardly and wondered why he had fallen in love with this monster in the first place.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and Qi Zhen carried the person inside and walked inside, using the calligraphy of saints' instructions hanging inside to block the bright sunlight outside.

In the study room, light and shadow flicker in and out, and the soft couch inside makes people cuddle up.

When the passion was at its peak, the girl's trembling, crying voice fell on Qi Zhen's ears.

"If one day your husband can make the decision, will you let Linglong be your wife?" Her voice was timid and affectionate.

With the warm fragrance of soft jade in his arms, Qi Zhen lowered his eyes and looked into the exquisite, watery eyes. Somehow, he answered by some strange coincidence: "Yes."

This short word was easy to blurt out, but Linglong was extremely happy.
Chapter completed!