I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 291: Virtual and Submissive

It turned out that he had been paying attention to himself all the time over the past year.

Because... love?

Lu Mingyang shuddered, unable to process this realization. Bewildered, he caught a glimpse of the pattern on Jin Yiluo's cuff. It was a plum blossom, its petals vivid and lifelike. The embroidery was exceptional even among the women of Dasheng, let alone the women of the Xiongnu.

A vague face appeared in his mind, and Lu Mingyang pointed at it, "This dress of yours was embroidered by a woman, right?"

"Yang'er is jealous!" Jin Yiluo laughed.

Lu Mingyang frowned.

Jin Yiluo hurriedly stopped laughing and explained lovingly, "It was embroidered by your little Princess Jinghe from Sheng Dynasty. She's very boring in bed, but the clothes she makes are very comfortable. If Yang'er doesn't like it, I won't touch her again."

Seeing that the little girl was silent, Jin Yiluo felt aggrieved: "You are not by my side, so you can't ask me not to touch women, right? But don't worry, no matter how many women this Khan has, you are my only Da Yanshi."

Two hot tears fell, Lu Mingyang threw a coquettish glance and threw herself into Jin Yiluo's chest. Her frail body, sobbing and trembling, was endearing.

Jin Yiluo's body froze: "Yang'er, what are you doing?"

"I thought you married me to kill me."

"how come!"

"Of course not!" Lu Mingyang trembled even more. "Yes, you are right. Prince Ningyuan said he would treat me well, but just because I was promised to someone else before, he cruelly divorced me and called me shameless. Song Wei wanted to marry me because he was resentful of my brother for forcing his father to death, and he wanted to humiliate me."

"So..." Having said that, Lu Mingyang left his embrace and stamped his feet angrily: "You stinky men, what's the difference between you and them!"

"How could I be like them?" Jin Yiluo became anxious.

Lu Mingyang lowered his head and shed tears: "Don't forget, my father killed so many of your subordinates."

"That's war, how can it be the same?"

"really?"

Seeing that the groundwork was almost complete, Lu Mingyang looked at Jin Yiluo, his eyes full of affection. "But, you are the murderer of my father. How can I feel at ease and give my whole body and soul to you?"

"I didn't kill him."

"Do you really need to kill him with your own hands?" Lu Mingyang snorted coldly: "If you hadn't sent troops to attack Daddy, how could Daddy have died?"

"It really wasn't me." Jin Yiluo beat his chest and stamped his feet: "When I hit him, he was almost dead."

"really?"

Lu Mingyang raised an eyebrow, placed her hand on Jin Yiluo's chest, and pushed him into the rocking chair. She twisted her waist and sat on his lap, crossing her legs. Then, she placed a hand on his shoulder and said angrily, "Tell me everything. Speak clearly. If you lie to me, I'll become a nun rather than marry you."

"Listen carefully, when we couldn't capture Yanmen Pass for a long time, I wanted to withdraw my troops. But your father actually came out to fight..." Worried that the little girl would misunderstand him, Jin Yiluo described the battle of Yanmen Pass in detail.

Lu Mingyang wrote down the names he mentioned one by one. If one day Chu Mingzheng ascended the throne and overturned his father's case, these would be tangible witnesses.

Only when there are more witnesses and the truth of the matter becomes clearer, will people in the world believe it. Otherwise, it will just be a story of an emperor trying to please a beautiful woman.

What people all over the world were talking about was only the emperor's love, not the loyalty of his father and 30,000 soldiers.

"I believe you."

After Jin Yiluo finished speaking, Lu Mingyang grabbed his collar and smiled.

Jin Yiluo was so fascinated by the beauty that he picked up her delicate hand and kissed it.

"No, if someone sees me, they'll think I'm shameless." Lu Mingyang quickly pulled his hand away and stood up.

Jin Yiluo stood up and said angrily, "Who, I'll see who dares to say that."

Ruying and Rushu, who were guarding the main hall's entrance, knelt down together.

"What are you yelling about!" Lu Mingyang said coquettishly, pulling his sleeve, "Khan, let me embroider a sachet for you!"

"Okay!" Jin Yiluo said excitedly, "If you embroider it for me, I will wear it every day."

"But embroidering a sachet is very tiring." Lu Mingyang looked up pitifully: "Can you promise me one thing?"

"promise!"

"I haven't said it yet!"

"I agree to whatever you say." Jin Yiluo said generously.

Lu Mingyang glanced at him with a smile and said, "Could you please ask Princess Jinghe to write a letter to her mother, just to let her know she's safe. If you're worried, you can read it first."

"Why should I be worried?" Jinghe knew nothing about the Xiongnu's political affairs or military affairs. However, Jin Yiluo didn't understand: "Why did you ask her to write a letter to her mother?"

"Tiffany Jing missed her daughter so much that she often shed tears alone."

Although Jin Yiluo looked stupid, he was definitely not stupid. Lu Mingyang found a seemingly reasonable explanation: "She was responsible for teaching me the etiquette of the marriage, even how to walk. My feet are swollen and painful."

"Damn it! I'm going to tell the emperor now that you're not allowed to learn that."

"Don't!"

Lu Mingyang hurriedly stopped Jin Yiluo and whispered, "Don't be like this. I don't want you to be held back by others because of me."

Jin Yiluo turned around, and the love in his eyes turned into a raging fire.

Lu Mingyang walked up to him and straightened his clothes: "Have you forgotten what you promised me? I want to be your..." queen.

She lip-shaped the last two words.

The strong are always lonely, and this is not an empty statement. Perhaps too few people understand him. Jin Yiluo clenched his hands on his chest and nodded vigorously.

Lu Mingyang walked him to the courtyard gate and waved goodbye. Jin Yiluo kept looking back until he turned into another palace road. Lu Mingyang turned back and saw two pairs of wide, round eyes.

"what happened?"

Lu Mingyang walked into the hall and washed his hands in disgust.

Ruying followed him in, puzzled, "Why did you treat him like that?"

Lu Mingyang smiled: "It's a ready-made beauty trap, why not use it? I won't suffer any loss anyway."

Ru Shu looked at the fourth girl's hands, which were almost peeling from washing, and couldn't help but say, "Aren't you at a disadvantage?"

"You've learned to talk back." Lu Mingyang threw the handkerchief at Ru Shu and ordered, "Whoever embroiders better, make me a sachet. Remember, don't let His Highness know what happened today."

If Chu Mingzheng knew about this, he would definitely torture himself. Lu Mingyang blushed as he thought about it.

Jin Yiluo worked very quickly. Five days later, Princess Jinghe's letter arrived, and Lu Mingyang personally tied the sachet embroidered by Ruying to Jin Yiluo.

Jin Yiluo happily left with the sachet. Lu Mingyang looked at the letter in his hand. The letter had never been opened. He didn't know whether Jin Yiluo really believed in him or had someone watch him write it.

However, it doesn't matter.

When Concubine Jing came to Cheng'en Palace, Lu Mingyang sent everyone away and presented the letter to her.