Tyrant, your vest fell off

CHAPTER 32 – THE LOVE
"Ahem, ahem, don't get me wrong, Your Highness, what I mean is, we can light two bonfires, separate them with robes, and roast each one!"

"Oh~"

Why did he feel a little lost in his heart?
Li Qingmei quickly lit a new bonfire, cut three thin bamboo poles, and swiftly set them up as a temporary clothes hanger half a person's height.

Sikong Que cooperatively took off his outer robe and handed it to her to spread on the clothes drying pole.

"Your Highness, wait!"

Li Qingmei anxiously walked behind Sikong Que, and pulled off his underwear.

At this moment, his thin back was covered with thin cracks, with large bruises, and the dense bloodshot soaked the plain white underwear into large mottled blood stains.

That's right, no wonder I didn't have any bruises on my body except for the scars on my hands grabbing the branches.

It was he who acted as her human shield along the way, breaking through all obstacles for her with his back.

It was also him who, at the moment of falling into the water, used his body as a buffer to protect her from any injuries.

It is impossible to say that they are not moved, but there are thousands of difficulties and obstacles between them, how easy is it to break through all the shackles and stay together?

Among other things, the difference between them is as much as six years, and age is the biggest problem in front of them.

People's words are terrible, even if she doesn't care, how can she bear the heart of him being laughed at for falling in love with an old maid.

"Your back hurts, remember not to touch the water, let me dry your clothes for you."

"I will do it myself."

He wanted to snatch the clothes from her hand, but Li Qingmei glared at him angrily.

"The bear meat is going to be burnt. Hurry up and take a look. Your back is full of wounds. If you move again, the wound will bleed. I will dry it soon."

She didn't even look at him after she finished speaking. In order to bake it faster, she raised the torch and carefully baked it slowly against the green robe.

After a while, the drenched robe began to steam.

At this time, Sikong Que turned his head from time to time to watch her busy while roasting the bear meat.

The orange fire light imprinted her meticulous and serious eyebrows and eyes, and her unremarkable appearance, under the warm fire light at this moment, it is so heart-stirring.

As if feeling his affectionate eyes chasing her, Li Qingmei sighed softly.

"Your Highness, when did it start?"

"what?"

"Love."

"I don't remember it either. Feelings are always about things that don't know where they start and go deeper."

Sikong Que showed a faint smile of memory.

"I am sixteen years old, you are ten years old, and we are six years apart!"

"Is there any problem? The empress of Emperor Dafeng Jian'an is eight years older than him, and my emperor's grandmother is six years older than my emperor's grandfather."

"Even my father, the emperor, is three years younger than my mother's queen. The custom of the Dafeng royal family says that it is not a problem for a third-year girl to hold a gold brick, as long as she is not more than ten years old!"

Pfft, the male bloodline of their Sikong family likes mature women.

Originally, I wanted to say that the age gap was too big to reject him, but now how to break it, worry, online and so on.

Age is not a problem, what about class conflicts?This is a deadlock that cannot be untied throughout the dynasties.

"I am a humble maidservant!"

"One day you will be my princess!"

"But people in the world will laugh at you, laugh at you for liking a lowly maidservant, and laugh at this maidservant being old and ugly!"

"What do the people of the world have to do with me? I would rather teach me to defeat the people of the world than to teach the people of the world to defeat me!"

"It's my own thing to like you, what's the matter with the world?"

"Hey, Your Highness, I don't like siblings, I like mature men."

"You have someone you like! Who is the mature man!! I'm going to kill him!!"

He had a ferocious and painful expression on his face, and the hand holding the dagger was trembling uncontrollably.

"Ah? Mature man is not a person's name, it means a mature and stable man. Please don't misunderstand, Your Highness!"

"Well, it's fine if you don't have one."

Hearing her negative answer, he immediately regained his composure.

"Your Highness, you are still too young, and many ideas are immature. I cannot accept your intentions."

"My emperor's grandfather had his eldest son at the age of 13. This king is not young anymore. At this age, most of the folk men are engaged."

"You should study hard first. When you have gained a lot of knowledge and experience, on the day of graduation five years later, if you are still firm in your mind, I promise you that I will carefully and carefully consider our relationship."

"Before this, we could only be masters and servants,"

"But brow lightly."

"Sikong Que."

Seeing that she had made up her mind and called out her name directly with a cold face, he gave a grudging grace.

"I have one last question. Do you like me a little bit, even a little bit?"

"My lord, listen to me and talk about me."

"Answer with yes or no, I don't want to listen to your eloquent words, talk about him from left to right!"

silence
After a long time, Sikong Que showed a frustrated expression, his eyes full of hurt.

Li Qingmei suddenly felt a dull pain in her heart, and responded in a strange way: ".Yes."

(End of this chapter)