The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 707: Like and love

Zi An suddenly remembered that he was going to the palace tomorrow to greet him, and said, "It's noon when I ask An to come back to the mansion, so let's just go to Qin Zhou for dinner."

"Well, as long as you like it." Murong Jie didn't object.

Zi An remembered what they said before that Qin Zhou liked her, and felt that she still didn't believe it. Qin Zhou has always been indifferent to her. How can you tell that Qin Zhou likes her?

"Old Seven!" Zi An looked at him and asked awkwardly, "Do you really think Qin Zhou likes me?"

Murong Jie frowned, "What are you asking for? She is also a woman, do you have to run away with her?"

"No, I just think it's impossible." Zi An laughed.

Running with a woman? Do not.

Murong Jie said indifferently: "The way she looks at you has the feeling of a weasel trying to catch a chicken."

"Ah?" Zi An couldn't help laughing, "Why didn't I see it? Besides, why do weasels catch chickens?"

"Why don't you like it? When you go hunting, will your eyes glow when you see your prey?"

"Your metaphor is a complete nonsense." Zi An felt that it was impossible.

She breathed a sigh of relief. If it wasn't, it would be better. If it was true, she didn't know how to face Qin Zhou.

Only, I remembered that Qin Zhou had asked her a few times about women's unmarried couples. Could she really have lei and silk tendencies?

However, in this day and age, if she really likes women, I'm afraid she will be reviled?

This is the era when saliva can drown people.

Thinking of this, she asked Murong Jie, "If Qin Zhou really likes women, what would you think of her?"

Murong Jie looked at her strangely, "What does it matter to this king if she likes women or not? Why does this king have opinions?"

"However, in your age... whether we are in Da Zhou or Bei Mo, all women want to get married, but she doesn't like men, only women. Naturally, you can't get married. Do you have any ideas?"

Murong Jie replied succinctly: "What do you care about? As long as you don't covet the king's concubine, it doesn't matter if she likes women or dogs, or weasels, it doesn't matter to the king."

This kid accepts same-sex.

Zi An is very comforting. Although she is married to an antique, her thoughts are not too old-fashioned.

She actually thinks that who she likes is someone else's business, and it has nothing to do with herself, so why make irresponsible remarks?

But, anyway, that's not much to discuss in the first place.

Everyone thinks differently.

"Why do you care so much about Qin Zhou?" Murong Jie narrowed his eyes, "Mother-in-law, you have a husband, don't tell me you also have a crush on women?"

"No, no, I'm just curious." Zi An held his face in both hands with a look of obsession, "Look at how handsome my prince looks, with you, how can I still like others in my heart? No way. "

"Really?" A smug smile appeared on Murong Jie's face.

"It's true!"

Murong Jie paused, "So, do you love this king?"

Zi An was startled, love? Are you enlightened? Do you know the word love?

"Then you..." Zi An asked tentatively, "Do you love me?"

Okay, it's a little awkward to admit, but after asking the question, I feel more at ease.

She always insisted that they were a relationship based on love, not a blind marriage.

Especially, after discovering her feelings for him, she hopes to get a corresponding return.

Who said that love does not need to be reciprocated?

One-sided efforts will not last long.

Murong Jie looked at her fixedly, his eyes were like the vast night sky, bottomless.

For a long time, Zi An couldn't hear him.

The light in her eyes dimmed inch by inch.

"Is this king bad for you?"

Murong Jie finally squeezed out such a sentence.

Zi An nodded, "Okay!"

"Isn't that enough? Why do you have to say that word?" Murong Jie said awkwardly.

Zi An said indifferently: "You asked first."

"You can say to this king."

"But you can't tell me?" Zi An sneered.

Murong Jie was silent for a long time, then said: "I don't know if this is love, but I should like it."

"Just like it?"

"I don't know."

Zi An was startled and looked at him fixedly. She really couldn't guess what he was thinking. Seeing his appearance, she had feelings for herself, but he didn't know if it meant love or not?

Perhaps, she really shouldn't be so hypocritical, what does it matter if she doesn't say that word? Is it really love? Isn't it love?

She comforted herself, but she always had a little daughter's thoughts in her heart, and it was difficult to let go.

"I'm going to check the accounts!" Zi An felt a little embarrassed, so she found an excuse to go out.

Murong Jie looked at her back and frowned.

Care for her, that's for sure.

However, why was the word on his lips, but he couldn't say it?

He is actually quite sure that Zi An loves him. Since she married him, she has always thought of him, and she has never heard a single complaint from her.

Or, is he really not sure if he loves her? Care, because she is his princess?

His own reasoning is unclear.

His mind has always been clear, and he can maintain a rational mind to analyze everything, but he cannot analyze his own state of mind.

With a jug of wine, he goes to the Night King.

The night king is in a very irritable mood today. He has an appointment with his sweetheart tonight, but first there is a Su Qing, and then a regent.

It's really annoying to look at.

"Have you nowhere to go? This king has guests tonight!" He drove people out.

"Who? What kind of guests?" Su Qing asked. He was planning to grind the banquet tonight and not leave.

Ling Li went on a mission and came back very late, just as the Night King said.

He wants an answer.

"Can you handle it?" The Night King's face was so handsome that he couldn't help but look away, with a layer of anger.

"Hu Huanxi!" Murong Jie said lightly, drinking to himself.

It's **** depressing.

"Ye Wangchun is heartbroken?" Su Qing sneered.

"What is Chun's heart? The king asked her to talk about business." The Night King said with a stinky expression.

"Let's talk, I know how to do business."

"Fuck off!" said the Night King angrily.

Su Qing didn't make a sound or move, as if she couldn't understand the meaning of the rolling word at all.

The Night King had no choice but to sit down and look at Murong Jie, "Seventh brother, what's wrong?"

Murong Jie raised his head and took a sip of the wine. The aroma of the wine made Su Qing swallow continuously. However, the Night King didn't greet the wine, and it was more difficult than going to the sky to take a sip from Murong Jie's mouth.

"What's the matter? Come to this king to borrow a drink to relieve your worries?" The Night King was very angry.

Finally, that little fox came over today to admire his face, and he set up a feast for Hongmen.

A bunch of bad friends.

"Su Qing, do you like cleverness or cleverness?" Murong Jie suddenly asked.

Su Qing twitched the corners of her mouth, "What's the difference?"

"I heard there is." Murong Jie said depressedly.

The Night King roared: "If you like it, you like it. I think this person is fine and I appreciate it. If you love it, you are willing to die for this person." After that, he took Su Qing's hand and said, "You die. Let's go!"