Wang Qing was not angry even when he was called a beast.

　　Instead, he lightly curled her silky hair and put it to the tip of his nose and kissed it lightly, the unique fragrance belonging to her body coming from the tip of his nose.

　　He liked the way she smelled.

　　It's sweet and pungent without the sweetness of the tallow flavor, and it's refreshingly sweet.

　　"You should be honored that I'm only an animal to you." Wang Qing said with a smile.

　　Murong Xue rolled her eyes and went her hair out of his hand, "I'd rather give this honor to someone else."

　　Then he gently shook off his hand and walked briskly toward the front.

　　There was no way that Wang Qing would let her leave too far away, and in three steps he followed her, and then once again held her hand, this time holding it very tightly, and no matter how much Mutian shook it off, she couldn't get rid of it.

　　"That's no good, the honor is not yours." Wang Qing said indifferently.

　　Murong Xue cold thin lips slowly pulled open a teasing arc, "I said why on earth are you doing this to me?!"

　　"Of course I like you." Wang Qing immediately proceeded to answer.

　　"Like me? Like me that I would let me share with a bunch of women? I tell you, no way! My man can only belong to me alone." Murong Xue said coldly.

　　"Ridiculous, that man doesn't have three wives and four concubines, I didn't expect you to be so good at being cynical, which I didn't see. Don't worry, even though I have three wives and four concubines, I will favor you one in the future, is this good?!" Wang Qing had a faint joy in his heart.

　　Is she saying this with some care in her heart, and not as indifferent as she usually acts.

　　The corner of Murong Xue's mouth twitched as she ice watered this meaning.

　　It was customary to have three wives and four concubines in this era, she knew that, she was just trying to say that they weren't from the same era.

　　"You're overthinking it, in short, my future husband is definitely only me, you, forget it, our minds can't communicate." Murong Xue said blandly.

　　There was no emotion in his eyes.

　　The corner of Wang Qing's hooked up mouth slowly chilled, the thoughts in his eyes tumbled and were somewhat fickle.

　　"You're already mine?! And you want to find another husband? You're dreaming." Wang Qing said coldly.

　　The words scared Murong Xue.

　　Ouch hey, words can not be nonsense ah, when she is his woman?

　　"You, what are you talking nonsense about?" Murong Xue said as she pointed at him in shock.

　　"You forgot what happened last time? I don't mind helping you recall it." Wang Qing's eyes were full of fire, and the raging emotions inside looked at Murong Xue with trepidation.

　　In fact, in such a country, the woman was seen body also kissed, it means that has lost the pale, can also be said to have been someone else's person, in addition to that man can not be remarried to another man, otherwise it should be immersed in a pigsty.

　　Murong Xue froze for a while and instantly lost her smile.

　　Wang Qing with a black line on his face looked at Murong Xue who was laughing and fluttering with flowers, the old half day, "What in the world are you laughing at ah? Obviously discussing something as serious as a woman's chastity, what in the world is so funny." Wang Qing was confused and asked.

　　"When you say I am your woman, you mean you kissed me?" After a long time Murong Xue stopped laughing and asked back.

　　"Yeah, what's the problem?"

　　Murong Xue gently patted Wang Qing's shoulder, somewhat sympathetically, and somewhat eerily, "So that's why we're are trying to be different right here."

　　"What do you mean, make it clear!" Wang Qing frowned, he didn't like the fact that Mu Tian categorized them into two different worlds.

　　Human beings? What can't be understood other than the obvious difference between men and women!!!?

　　"In our time, holding hands and kissing like this is not strange at all, and of course even if you get married, you can still get divorced, and divorced and each re-marrying another person is a normal thing in our reasoning, so can you get the picture?"

　　"Divorce? Is it a divorce?!"

　　"Well, pretty much."

　　"Ridiculous, even if there is a divorce, a woman cannot find another person to remarry." Instead, they will be scorned by the world.

　　Murong Xue didn't bother to explain, she just faintly shook her head, "That's why I said, that's the biggest difference between me and you, it's an ironclad fact that we live in different times."

　　Wang Qing's eyes flowed as what Mu Tian said flashed through his mind, but even though what he said was true, so what? "But you're living in my era now, so you should live according to the life of my era shouldn't you?!"

　　Shit, that kinda makes sense!

　　Surprisingly, Murong Xue realized that she couldn't refute it!

　　It's goddamned.

　　Fuckin' hell!

　　It was only after half a minute that Murong Xue had to smile and not laugh, with a twisted expression, "I am going to go back to my time someday."

　　Hmph, I won't argue with you.

　　What's the point of arguing with an ancient man.

　　She accelerated her steps and Wang Qing followed, after reaching the door of the room, Murong Xue turned around.

　　"I'm going to bed, you said you wouldn't force me."

　　Wang Qing looked at the defensive color in Mu Tian's eyes, and knew that he couldn't rush it, or else she would hide in space again, and his two silhouettes wouldn't be able to find her.

　　"Good, you rest early, I'll come back to see you tomorrow." After saying that, she also no longer walked forward, but quietly looked at Mu Tian, signaling her to enter the room.

　　Murong Xue coldly flung him in the face, then lightly grunted and arrogantly walked in.

　　"The door slammed shut with a thud.

　　Wang Qing was dumbfounded and shook his head lightly.

　　It took a while before he put away the smile on his face and said to the chief of guards who was not far away, "Surround this place and watch him, if he escapes, watch out for your heads."

　　"Yes, Your Majesty."

　　Shit, say it so loud, she heard it all.

　　Murong Xue slapped the table fiercely.

　　It seemed like it would be impossible for Wang Qing to let down his guard against her in a short period of time.

　　It's been a whole week.

　　More maids than last time, more guards than last time.

　　Wherever she went, there was always a long tail following.

　　People who didn't know thought she was the emperor on a tour or something.

　　Can't count how many times.

　　"Ugh!" Murong Xue heaved another heavy sigh.

　　"Miss Mu, why don't you go and pounce on die, the butterflies in summer can be beautiful." The maid Xiaoqing suggested.

　　"Pfft!" Murong Xue sprayed out a mouthful of tea.

　　Instantly, another maid cleaned up the marks soiled by Murong Xue, and someone else used a silk handkerchief to wipe the corners of her mouth.

　　Just one second to pack up.

　　"Puff the butterfly?!" What the hell is a butterfly flutter?

　　"Yes, this is the favorite game of the houses' Qianjin." Xiao Qing said with a smile.

　　These days together, she knows that Miss Mu is really kind and good service, Miss Mu never punished them these subordinates, but also from time to time to reward them good food, said this is the most comfortable days since they were maids.

　　I wish I could always be serving Ms. Mu.

　　The maids of the other courtyards were envious beyond measure, and juggled a lot of silver to try to transfer into their courtyards, only to have enough staff to recruit more.

　　"Forget it, I don't dare to be interested in these." After saying that Murong Xue slumped down on the table of the gazebo again somewhat drowsy.

　　Wang Qing was very busy these days, out every day he would come over to have a dinner with her, but the rest of the time he disappeared, so that she couldn't even find a chance if she wanted to.

　　These maids and guards were just following orders, and she didn't want to make things difficult for them.

　　It still has to come from the King's Ching.

　　"Miss Mu, the table is cool, so use the cloth brocade to cushion it." Xiao Qing took a small wind-blocking quilt from another maid's hand and gently said to Murong Xue.

　　Murong Xue shook her head, in the middle of summer, this stone table is ice cold is comfortable, she does not want to pad.

　　Xiao Qing had no choice but to hand the brocade quilt back over to a small maid, and then took the fan and gently fanned the wind for Miss Mu.

　　Ms. Mu seems to be particularly afraid of the heat and is always looking for civilian clothes to wear.

　　Disliked the fact that the dachshunds had so many layers of clothing.

　　But Ms. Mu is so pretty, she looks good in anything.

　　In fact, who doesn't know that Miss Mu is favored in the mansion now, and the king is almost obedient to Miss Mu.

　　Freshly arrived tributes would always be the first to be delivered to the Hearing Snow Pavilion.

　　It's just that Miss Mu seems to be very unhappy, no matter how much the king tries to curry favor, she seems to have something on her mind, and she's not interested in the games that half of the thousands of young ladies enjoy.

　　But they were only subordinates, and had no way to comment much on their master's affairs.

　　"Yo, sister, I haven't seen you in a few days, you're even more beautiful." Side Consort Fang Xiaorou slowly walked over with a few maids.

　　"See Consort Rou." The maids around Murong Xue instantly knelt down.

　　Murong Xue raised her head somewhat lazily and saw Fang Xiaorou's leathery face.

　　"It's okay." Murong Xue was really incapable of dealing with anything else and just said faintly.

　　Fang Xiaorou seemed to have forgotten about it and just wouldn't let the maid beside Murong Xue get up.

　　Murong Xue frowned slightly and looked at the kneeling maids beside her, "All of you get up."

　　"Yes."

　　The maids rose.

　　In fact, they had already been instructed when they were sorted into the Hearing Snow Pavilion that they only needed to follow Miss Mu and the king's orders, which was considered a privilege given to them.

　　Saluting was naturally just basic etiquette, if Murong Xue didn't tell them to get up, they would still be kneeling all the time.

　　Side Consort Fang Xiaorou was not a simple character.

　　They grew up with a difficult life, and how could they not know some of these things when they survived in the Zi'ah's big mansion.

　　Like what happened just now, it was probably Princess Zoe giving Miss Mu a hard time.

　　It's just that now that Consort Zoe was present, they didn't dare to say a word more.

　　Sure enough, Fang Xiaorou's face sank at that moment.

　　"Sister this identity ah, it is really increasing with each passing day, it is able to surpass me as the king consort order." It was rare to see Fang Xiaorou no longer hanging on to her usual gentle smile, actually her tone was slightly cold, with a hint of sarcasm.

　　Before she came, she had purposely allowed herself to stabilize her emotions, but she just couldn't help but be crazed by jealousy as soon as she saw Mutian.

　　During this period of time, His Majesty had barely visited them, the concubines, not even her.

　　Whenever the king came back, she made a special effort to dress up, and what she waited for was always that the king had gone to the Hearing Snow Pavilion.

　　The first few days she could stand it for a day or two.