Type Month; My fiancée is a politician

“Sleep, Sakura, rest well.”

Looking at the girl who was already asleep, Motoyanagiin gently put the little girl’s hand holding her sleeve in the thin quilt.

“Brother… Don’t leave. ”

As if sensing the slight movement of Motoyanagiin, Sakura in her sleep subconsciously shouted this sentence.

“Won’t go, I won’t….. Let’s go. ”

Hesitating slightly, Yuanliuin immediately shook his head with a wry smile.

Simply sitting on the edge of Ma Tong Ying’s bed, he looked at the cloud star through the Guanghan outside the window.

“Ning Wu, at this time, you… What are you doing? ”

The dark eyes contained a trace of coldness, slowly turning into tenderness, and the stars and moonlight outside the window were intertwined, bursting with mysterious colors with the wind of flame.

Sighing slightly, Yuanliuyuan remembered the third day he had come to Daqin.

The morning of Fuguang shining, the wind of Lan Shi, and the moon of raccoons is always very cool, and the third day of coming to Daqin, and the second day of marriage with Ying Ningwu, looking at the dew of the branches and tender teeth outside the courtyard, Yuanliuyuan picked up the long separation that was placed in the elegant and quiet courtyard.

“The music of this zither is good.”

Caressing the strings, with the sound of Qin (that is, Qin sound, not the sound of the piano), the simple notes echoed in the quaint city under the canopy with the staggered melody.

It seemed to be singing about the sun and moon, the heavenly dome, and the new birth of all things, and gradually indulged in his own music, until Yingning Wu walked out of the room, and Motoyanagiin stopped moving.

“The husband is very elegant.”

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Yuanliuyuan always felt that after talking about his opinion of the First Emperor yesterday (chapters 91, 92), his wife’s eyes softened a lot when she looked at her.

“Well, I haven’t played it for a long time, play it a little.”

In addition to the mobile games of FGO and Moe King EX, the way of entertainment is the traditional music of the Donghuang Empire.

Showing a smile at Win Condensation, Motoyanagiin stood up.

“Ning Wu, how about going out for lunch today?”

After coming to Daqin, I didn’t know everything around me, and although I was married, there was always a strange feeling in Yuanliuyuan here.

Looking at his wife, he wanted to go out and take a spin.

“Go on your own, I’m not interested.”

The cold answer was very much in line with the character of the First Emperor, turned around and went back to the room, and Ying Ning Wu left a very handsome back for Yuanliuyuan.

“Oh, then I’m not going either.”

The desire to go out is not great, and compared to those women from the outside world, Motoyanagiin prefers to watch his wife’s prosperous beauty in his own courtyard.

“Cut…”

Finding that Yuanliuin followed her in again, Sister Zheng sighed slightly, and turned to put the railgun in her hand up.

This man is quite self-aware, forget it.

Shaking her head, her expression was still so cold.

“Get out.”

“Huh?”

He didn’t react all of a sudden, looking at Yingning Dance, who had already retied his hair, Motoyanagiin didn’t understand what his wife was thinking.

“…………”

Without speaking, Ying Ningwu felt that the man could understand his expression.

At least, she was already serious about making an expression that she wanted to go out.

Even if she is now completely indistinguishable from usual.

“Oh, I see.

Let’s go. ”

Just hesitated, and Motoyanagiin seemed to understand something.

Directly holding Miss Yingzheng’s little hand, the two strolled from the courtyard to the street outside.

“There are a lot of people here.”

The crowded street is very prosperous, and the shouts of various hawkers and merchants are endless, looking at the people walking around, Yuanliuyuan turned his head to look at Yingning Dance; “Tired?”

“Not tired.” The tone was stiff, and when she spoke, Sister Zheng also looked at Yuanliuin.

“Then go shopping again?”

“Good.”

Listening to Sister Zheng’s answer, Motoryuin turned around and continued to walk outside.

At the same time, looking at the two people who were like immortals on the street, everyone in the entire Great Qin Empire was intensively executing their role as tool people.

Walking from noon to evening, accidentally eating a snack or something, Motoyanagiin also discovered this strange thing that there are many people no matter what time of day.

[Strange, don’t these people have to work and sleep?] 】

The merchants were just that, but even the residents had not decreased, and they were a little suspicious in their hearts, but remembering that his wife was still behind him, Motoyanagiin gave up his intention to study carefully.

In the evening, the two returned to the courtyard after a day of shopping.

“Tired today?”

Looking at his wife who was reading quietly over there, and collecting his coat, Motoyanagiin sat on the recliner next to the chair that Yingningwu usually sat on.

How to see how his wife felt good, he asked.

“Not tired.”

The golden eyes slanted slightly at Yuan Yanagiin, and then continued to look at the book in his hand.

When he said this, the First Emperor’s heart was very calm.

Look at the joke, she lived a full two thousand…….. She is a girl who has lived for 18 years and more than 20,000 months, how can she be tired from shopping?

In the matter of shopping, any woman has nearly unlimited physical strength, and no one can be an exception.

Even if there are exceptions, it is not a matter of physical strength, but of money.

“Well, it’s good if you’re not tired.”

Nodding, Motoyanagi lay down.

“By the way, Ning Wu, there is a question I want to ask.”

As if thinking of something, Motoyanagi-in’s tone of voice was as much as not so concerned.

However, I still care about this problem!

“Say.”

This time, he didn’t even bother to turn his head, and Ying Ningwu secretly sighed how this man had so many things.

Really, she is the first emperor of Mo De’s feelings, can he really regard her as his wife?

Please, even if it’s true, it’s because he’s her husband.

“Okay, okay, I’ll ask once.

That one…… Why me? ”

After hesitating, Motoryuin still asked this question that he had been curious about.

After all, on the night of the crossing, I met a peerless beauty who said that she was introduced by a matchmaker, and then a simple wedding ceremony was carried out.

Inexplicably married, inexplicably has a person who accompanies his life, whether it is appearance, family lineage or other, Yuanliuyuan feels that Ying Ningwu is definitely not the kind of casual person, and his wife’s temperament is definitely a big show, or a noble lady or something.

This is still the simplest situation, and it is not impossible for the royal family to do anything.

I don’t understand why my wife chose to marry herself, although the two have a high relationship, but this is inevitably a little… Too sloppy.

“Why you?”

The few were stunned, and Ying Ningwu didn’t know how to answer Yuanliuyuan’s question.

Is it for Daqin? For the sake of the unity of man and intelligence? Or is it for that prophecy, for the sake of prevention?

No, those are not real reasons.

Cold fingers brushed the hair on his forehead to one side, and only the sound of long breathing remained in the air.

Looking indifferent, Sister Zheng remembered the man’s understanding of herself, as well as cooking for herself, helping herself wash clothes, massaging herself, and so on in less than two days of getting along.

Outside the window, floating clouds gather to cover the pale moon, and the rich night overturns. A breeze blew through, extinguishing the lamp that was burning out.

The endless sleep should have woken up a long time ago, and those emotions that had been silent for thousands of years were finally awakened by men.

After thinking about it, in the dark room, Zulong’s eyes were so bright.

“I’ll only say it once, Motoyanagiin.

Why you, the answer is long, I will spend my life answering you, ready to listen. ”

Qin has the first emperor, famous Ning Wu, suddenly met the yuan, and loved all his life.

Well, that’s it……….

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Ps； Well, I always feel that I haven’t sprinkled sugar for a long time, it’s this smell, it’s this taste!