The wolf cub once again said that I am not a human, but you are a real dog.

Seeing Rong Huang's expression in a daze, Qi Cong pursed his lower lip, seeming to emphasize, "It was the wolf cub who found it."

"Its parents used to live in the mountains, and it wasn't long after it was given birth that it was killed by hunters."

"Then you brought it back?" Rong Huang tilted his head, lit a lot of candles in the hall, and outlined the outline of the little girl clearly. "How do you know her parents?"

Qi Cong shook his fingertips while holding the tea cup, and lowered his eyes, "Yeah."

Just an "um"?

Although Rong Huang was curious, he had a good saying that curiosity killed Little Phoenix.

So don't ask too much.

After drinking a cup of tea, Qi Cong finally said the question he had always wanted to ask, "I heard that your majesty has named you a noble concubine. Are you happy?"

It should be happy.

Qi Cong thought.

I don’t know that the charming little girl immediately made a small face, “I’m not happy. I have never seen what he looks like. Uneasy and kind!"

Seeing Rong Huang's angry look, Qi Cong's amber phoenix eyes suddenly darkened.

Don't like it?

He simply wanted to make her live better, and he didn't have any bad thoughts.

He has not met the woman he likes, but it is very comfortable with Rong Huang. He often thinks of her and wants to see her.

At first, he wanted to make her the queen directly, but it took a while to prepare for the post-season ceremony, and the process was complicated.

Not to mention that there is still the old ministry left by the Emperor Xian and his brothers in the dynasty. They are hidden in the dark, just waiting for an opportunity one day.

Pushing Rong Huang to the position of queen at this time was not good for her, but was harming her.

Qi Cong thought for a long time before he named her a noble concubine.

But he never expected that Rong Huang would think his actions were uneasy and kind.

Qi Cong was a little restless, there was a faint bloodthirsty and violent factor in his blood who was eager to try, as if it would burst out completely in the next moment.

Qi Cong's breathing was a little heavy, and blue veins appeared on the back of his white hands.

Rong Huang saw that Qi Cong kept his head down, his breath was a little disturbed, "What's wrong with you?"

The little girl's sweet and soft voice sounded in her ears, seeming to have an innate ability to soothe and wash, suppressing all the tyrannical factors in his body.

The man's breathing gradually calmed down.

Rong Huang breathed a sigh of relief, Feng is sick, he... won't be sick, right?

If you have an illness, you should treat it as soon as possible.

"Are you uncomfortable? Let the imperial doctor take a look, it's not good to avoid illnesses." Rong Huangyu persuaded earnestly.

Qi Cong: "...I'm fine."

"If someone lied to you, but didn't feel bad, would you forgive him?" The man's muffled voice sounded, still cold and indifferent.

Rong Huang didn't know why Qi Cong asked, but he answered honestly, "It depends on what it is."

Qi Cong let out an "Oh" slowly, and after a long while, "What if it's serious?"

When speaking, Qi Cong looked at the little girl for a moment, for fear of missing her subtle expression.

Then I saw the little girl's soft and white bun face flashing a fierce expression, her tone was fierce and fierce, "Of course it was killed."

Qi Cong's hand trembled, and the tea in the tea cup poured a little, immersed in the black fabric, and nothing was unusual.

After a while, Qi Cong said "Oh" again, and then fell into silence.