Chapter 3879
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"Who wouldn't be willing?" Luo Qingchen snorted, her eyes darkening, "That place is no different from the dead city to me, I'm just a little worried … …"
"Worried about what?"
"Has the King never personally led an army into battle before?"
"Never." Rong Jing looked at her slightly furrowed brows and said, "The Rong army is enough, there's no need for this emperor to personally lead an army."
Luo Qingchen looked at his brows and could naturally feel the slight anger in his deep eyes.
He was probably jealous!
"Pfff — —" Luo Qingchen couldn't help but laugh, "With the King like this, I don't even dare to continue."
Rong Jing's deep eyes flashed with a faint light, his thin lips lightly gritted, "What does it matter if you say it or not? At most, this emperor will blame you in his heart, how would he dare to blame you on the surface? "
"What." Luo Qingchen shrugged and said, "You speak as if I bullied the King."
"You really did bully this emperor when you just arrived." Rong Jing casually played with her fine black hair and said, "Just say it, are you protecting the Qi Kingdom because of Qi Ye?"
The more he learned about her in the Qi Kingdom, the more he couldn't calm down.
He never wanted to rule the world, but it was different now.
No matter what price he had to pay, he wanted that man to bow down to her.
"I … … How am I protecting him!" Luo Qingchen blinked her eyes, her voice filled with grievance, "I'm clearly worried about you. The Rong army isn't close to the Qi Kingdom, if the two countries are evenly matched, our troops will definitely be at a disadvantage."
"You think he's evenly matched with this emperor?" Rong Jing raised his brows in disdain, the light in his eyes dimming.
He used 'him' and 'himself' here, not 'the Rong army' and 'the Qi army'.
Naturally, she knew what he meant. She smiled and said, "The King is different from him."
"What's the difference?" Rong Jing asked. He didn't seem to want to let go of Luo Qingchen.
Actually, she knew the anger in his heart.
The jealousy and anger in his heart made him frown like a little old man.
She raised her right hand and smoothed out his brows. "If the King didn't frown, you would look a million times better than him."
"Good looking?" His eyes were filled with helplessness towards Luo Qing Chen's answer.
A few seconds later, he unconsciously stretched his eyebrows and looked at her gently. "What else?"
"I never liked him." Luo Qingchen gave him a firm look. "But I like you so much."
The next second, Rong Jing's right hand suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her with thin cold lips.
His red cheeks and the sound of his heart beating was enough to show how nervous he was at this moment.
This kiss was much longer than last time. It was like his breath was drunk, making people deeply immersed.
In an instant, his low and ambiguous voice sounded in her ear. "You don't need to go back tonight."
As soon as his voice fell, Rong Jing picked her up and walked towards the inner room.
Luo Qingchen didn't seem to react. She pointed at the memorial on the table and said, "Your document — —"
"This emperor wants to relax today." Rong Jing kissed her lips again. After invading for a while, he said, "But this emperor doesn't think it's relaxing. It might be more tiring."
It was probably because of his suggestive words that her face instantly turned red, and the redness slowly spread to her ears.
Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, keep teasing!
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