Luo Ling felt that he could still struggle a little longer.
"I want to be on top."
Murong Jiu paused in him action of putting on his cloak, then naturally tied a knot in it. "My dear minister, are you implying to me that tonight we can..."
He leaned close to his ear, his voice hoarse: "Want to be intimately entwined with you?"
Luo Ling's ears turned red, his face full of annoyance, and he gritted his teeth.
"Your Majesty, you should sleep on the floor tonight."
I was nice to him for a few days, and he took advantage of me. What a scoundrel.
Murong Jiu's face immediately fell, and he wailed, "No, my dear minister, I was wrong, I was wrong. Don't be so cruel to me, I won't be able to sleep."
He grabbed the person who was ignoring him and about to leave, without any regard for his image.
Anyway, there weren't any extra people in the cell.
Chu Liuyun:...
You're making it sound like I'm not even human anymore.
Luo Miao coldly and ruthlessly took Murong Jiu out, and that night he strictly enforced the decision to make him sleep under the bed.
Feeling unwell from not getting any meat, Murong Jiu, wanting to cause violent destruction, vented all his anger on the battlefield.
In just half a month, he completely took over Chuliu Kingdom.
The once vast Chuliu Kingdom became history the moment the army occupied the palace.
Murong Jiu strictly disciplined his army, forbidding them from disturbing the people.
Along the way, we have won the hearts of many people.
Apart from the ministers who were arrested and dealt with, the other soldiers who were willing were incorporated into Fengtian's fighting force.
Standing atop the majestic city wall, Murong Jiu pointed into the distance, his tone bold and unrestrained.
"My dear minister, look, this is the empire I have conquered for you."
As Luo Miao gazed at the boundless city and land, even the most tranquil heart couldn't help but feel a slight ripple.
This magnificent view is now right beneath his feet.
How enviable this is!
Murong Jiu had been observing his expression, and seeing that his brows and eyes relaxed, she spoke up.
"My dear minister, do you still remember the promise you made to me?"
Seeing that he was looking at him, he continued, "Now I offer this world as a dowry to marry you, my dear minister. I wonder if you are willing to share this world with me and become the ruler of this world."
He never mentioned becoming his queen again.
Instead, they share the world and become the common ruler of all.
It would be a lie to say that Luo Miao wasn't shocked and moved.
Staring intently at the person before him, whose expression was serious and whose eyes were full of expectation, his eyes gradually became misty.
The world is such a great temptation.
The ruler of the world is even more so.
Yet he could say without hesitation that he would give him half of the world.
He reached out and gently stroked his face, a beautiful smile blooming on her lips.
"Then I will wait for Your Majesty on the day of the ceremony."
On that day, he willingly put on his wedding dress.
Even though I am a man, because it is you, anything is possible.
Murong Jiu excitedly picked up Luo Miao and spun him around on the towering city wall, shouting with excitement.
"My A-Miao, my beloved minister, I love you."
The last three words were so soft that only Luo Ling heard them.
So warm.
He obediently rested his head on his shoulder, wrapped his arms around his neck, and the smile on his lips spread across his face, gradually deepening into his eyes.
Her pale lips moved slightly, and the same three words drifted into Murong Jiu's ears.
Murong Jiu paused for a moment, then was overjoyed.
Put him down, cup his face in your hands, and kiss him forcefully.
This kiss was neither as forceful as before, nor as gentle, nor as eager.
Rather, it is a form of proof, a mark left behind to leave an imprint.
Wild yet gentle.
On the magnificent city tower, amidst the beautiful landscape, a tall man in a black python robe embraces a dashing young man in red, a scene as beautiful as a meticulously crafted painting.