Chapter 1297: Happy at home

People in the General's Mansion did not treat Emperor Xuanwu as a prince, nor did he consider himself a prince.
He wanted to marry the host, and he asked the host how he could marry her.
For the host, he went to the battlefield at the age of twelve, and has never returned to Beijing since then.
He never thought about becoming Emperor Roush, he just wanted to be the grand general she wanted, and marry her with great military achievements, like a general and a princess, reborn as a beautiful daughter.
Yange knows the mind of Emperor Xuanwu.
Even the host knows it.
But there was a mismatch between the two. From the time the host entered the palace to serve the old emperor, it was destined that the host was not a woman who could be a woman.
Without matching rights, her beauty is the icing on the cake of others.
She stayed in the palace for so many years. From the innocence of the world at the beginning to the later, she has been ingenious.
The simple and innocent Jiao Jiao that Xuanwu Emperor liked did not exist for a long time.
Yan Ge thought that this time the so-called Baiyueguang mission was actually trying to make her a perfect existence in Emperor Xuanwu's heart.
Rather than the host, let Xuanwu emperor hate and love, and hate and love the contradiction,
So after closing his eyes briefly, Yan Ge looked up and held the finger of Emperor Xuanwu rubbing her brows.
"Ajiu." She asked softly, "Are you tired?"
Emperor Xuanwu did not move, he froze.
Since the day he returned to Beijing to enter the palace, the two have been arguing.
He knew it was she who helped him to the throne.
He knew that those courtiers were dissatisfied with him and always wanted to find his handle to pull him off the horse.
He also knew that she had been helping him to consolidate his position.
In the eyes of outsiders, he should be grateful to her.
But he wanted to tether her to the bed every day so that she could never show up again.
He didn't like her like that, he didn't like it at all!
He could not wait to take her out of the palace immediately, take her to a place no one knew, and resume everything before.
From the beginning of the quarrel to the later, it gradually became a silent stalemate.
No one can persuade each other, and no one will regress. All silent stalemate has become the best solution.
Speaking like her, Emperor Xuanwu hadn't heard it for a long time, which made him feel a moment of sorrow.
He remembered those beautiful days in the General's Mansion.
At that time, she always followed him softly and called him "Ajiu".
Yan Ge sighed and slowly let go of his hand: "I know you hate me now, and I hate myself."
The host pretends to be weak and capable of doing cruel things.
What kind of woman a man likes, she can become what kind of woman.
This palace renders the host into colorful colors.
However, Yan Ge said this at the moment, but he still wanted to take a step back with his host's weak posture, so as to reach an agreement with Emperor Xuanwu.
Emperor Xuanwu did not move.
In the past three months, she said so many things.
He subconsciously felt that she was lying again, and he must have wanted something.
But my heart was a little shaken.
I want to comfort her, I want to hold her, and tell her she's not dirty at all.
After a brief silence, his hand had been pushed up to her waist.
He actually knew it was not easy, it was not easy.
He would never blame her, let alone hate her.
The sound of the door squeaked at this moment.