While talking, he walked up to Jiurao, held her hand and led her to the bed: "It's still early, we can talk to each other before leaving, and it will be lively after it gets dark in Duosai River."

Jiurao raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and followed him to the edge of the bed and sat down.

"Jiu Rao." Ji Huangyu said in a low tone, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, "I'm going to tell you, at first I was really thinking about it... But your few words made me give up my thoughts."

Jiurao didn't say anything, her expression was a bit of a deep feeling of not distinguishing between joy and anger.

Ji Huangyu closed her eyes and did not look at her expression. She said indifferently: "The 'Rongshan is a vocation' I told you at the beginning to marry me. It was not a joke. Although I was not old at that time, I never knew what a gentleman meant. Besides, I was a disciple of the high priest in the Priests' Hall. I once served the gods. I would not lie in such a sacred place as the priests."

"During the time I came back, I kept thinking that you are the destiny of the Emperor of Heaven and are destined to have many emperors. Since I chose this path, I had to accept this fact... But I was actually a little unwilling to do so."

Ji Huangyu leaned against the head of the bed, his tone a little complicated: "I have been back for a few months. I miss you. The longer I have time, the more I think about it. If I said I could still joke with you in the past, I have figured it out in the past few months. I really fell in love with you. But when I think of Chu Tianshu, I couldn't help but be jealous... Thinking about the chips I have, it seems that besides this pretty face, the only country in southern Xinjiang can be negotiated with you."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself again: "But this face doesn't seem to have any advantage in front of you."

After all, Jiurao has never been favored by him because of his good-looking appearance.

Jiurao glanced at him.

"I have been thinking these days, if you use the country as a bargaining chip to marry me, would you like?" Ji Huangyu raised his eyes slightly, staring at Jiu Rao's calm face, "I thought you might be angry, sarcastic at me, or you might ignore me in a cold war, but I never thought that you didn't care about the country of southern Xinjiang at all, and even advised me to stay in southern Xinjiang and be the king of southern Xinjiang..."

The corners of his mouth were gently pulled, and Ji Huangyu closed his eyes and covered his emotions in his eyes. He looked a little lonely and helpless.

Jiurao was silent for a moment and said lightly: "I'm just telling you the most correct decision. Of course, the final choice is still in your own hands."

"It's not a question of who controls the choice." Ji Huangyu shook his head, his voice faintly, "It's just that my self-righteous chips were not worth mentioning in your eyes, but they didn't have any weight to negotiate. This is like a pot of cold water pouring it into the head, instantly destroying all my hopes..."

Even if she just shows that she wants to be in the southern border, he can use this to negotiate terms - it is not tough, and he can use a tactful way.

It is okay to coax her or beg her. She is an emperor and a woman, and she always needs a step down.

But before he could negotiate, she immediately said, "You stay in southern Xinjiang and be your king of southern Xinjiang."

Jiu Rao listened quietly, and after a moment, the corner of her mouth curled gently: "If I say I did it on purpose, do you believe it?"

Um?

Ji Huangyu raised his eyes: "Does it intentionally?"
Chapter completed!