Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 88 – The Fragrant Face Half Opened
Li Qingmei subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to look at his tender eyes.

"Sikong Que! You usually read some messy books!"

"Eat food men and women, if you are not humble and studious for your husband, how can you revitalize your husband!"

The next day.

With a tender face, he sat by the fire and kept vigil for her, but he couldn't help but look up from time to time to see if she kicked off the covering robe.

Her sleeping appearance has always been very dishonest.

The next day, Li Qingmei slept until noon for an unprecedented time before waking up. Sikong Que had already handed her the handkerchief he had prepared to wipe her face.

She could only lie down obediently and let Sikong Que clean up for herself.

After the two were fully dressed, Sikong Que mysteriously stuffed the white sweat towel on the stone platform into his arms.

"This sweat towel is dirty, what are you going to do with it?!"

"The night is sunny and the wind is resting. Last night, the red plums were decorated with jade belts, and the fragrant face was half-opened. You see, this sweat scarf looks like a red plum in full bloom, and it blooms for me alone. I have to cherish it!"

After Sikong Que read a sour poem, he put the sweat towel into his arms again, like a treasure.

Li Qingmei covered her flushed cheeks with shame, with a face full of tears, she could only let him go.

In the past few years, Sikong Que's qinggong has improved by leaps and bounds. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and with just a stick of incense, the two of them returned safely to Duanchen Cliff.

"I haven't asked you what happened yesterday? Feng Zhan said that His Majesty sent [-] miles to rush and ordered you to give up the final!"

"Well, I didn't expect that he is his son, and he is so ruthless to me, hey. If not."

"If he hadn't threatened me and Feng Zhan's life, you wouldn't have retired easily, would you?"

Sikong Que didn't answer her question, he just took her hand silently and walked forward.

"fool!"

"For the two of us, it's the same if you win or I win. I abstained. With your intelligence, you must be elected. You are happier for your husband than yourself."

She stopped, like a child who had done something wrong, and gently shook his arm.

"I also gave up"

"Why are you so stupid!"

Sikong Que immediately realized that Li Qingmei must have given up the glory at her fingertips because of him, and immediately took her into his arms in annoyance.

"The husband sings and the wife follows, you abstain, as a wife, I can only abstain with you!"

She raised her hand to flick his frowning brows, and took his hand back to the academy.

Qingmei, let's get married next month! "

"Ah? Are you too anxious, I'm not ready yet."

"The eighth day of next month will coincide with the seven-year period when you and I first met."

"However, will His Majesty allow you to marry a maidservant as a concubine?"

Li Qingmei stopped in her tracks, grabbed Sikong Que, and expressed her worries that had been lingering in her heart for a long time.

"There is no need to ask for his consent. I am Mr. Nanshan's disciple now. As long as Mr. Nanshan agrees to be our officiant, no one in the four countries will dare to destroy our wedding."

"As for our Majesty, he has always ruled the world with benevolence and filial piety, so he will not disobey the emperor's teacher's intentions."

(End of this chapter)