The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 204 Halfway

After finally digesting the news, Luo Xianghua took out the clean handkerchief from his sleeve, held it in his hand and was a little reluctant to throw it away.

Her impressions of eunuchs were only those on the stage and in the storybooks, and they were eccentric images, and she never imagined that there were Yan Wenmao.

Eunuchs should be very disgusting. Both men and women look down on them. How could they be such a handsome man?
In the end, Luo Xianghua put the handkerchief in the drawer and didn't touch it.

What happened in Xianghua Palace could not be heard from Qifeng Palace.

When Yan Wenmao entered the door, he saw Luo Chuchu sulking sitting in front of a table of dishes. There were three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, two of which had been touched.

After a little thought, he guessed that Luo Xianghua must have said something when he came to visit, which made Luo Chuchu angry.

"Your Majesty doesn't use much tonight, but you still want to eat?" Yan Wenmao asked gently.

"No more, I'm full of gas!" Luo Chuchu said directly.

Yan Wenmao sat beside her, thought for a while, put a plate of green tangerines in front of her, and said, "I want to eat oranges."

Ok?
Even if Luo Chuchu was angry now, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"You, are you acting like a baby?"

In fact, Yan Wenmao didn't expect it when he spoke the truth, and he was a little embarrassed to be told by Luo Chuchu.

Because of his own experience, he has a strong self-esteem, and it is almost impossible for him to ask someone to do something.

When the servants are asked to do things, they also use a commanding tone.

Thinking about it this way, the phrase "I want to eat oranges" is indeed acting like a baby.

Luo Chuchu picked up the green tangerines in the plate and began to peel them.

The smell of green tangerines is similar to that of sugar tangerines, especially when the orange peel is just torn off. The refreshing and sweet aroma is pleasant and has an appetizing effect.

After peeling a green tangerine, Luo Chuchu brought it to Yan Wenmao's mouth.

The green tangerine is so small that it can be eaten in one bite.

Yan Wenmao turned his head and bit the green tangerine, the sweet and sour juice flowed into his mouth, washing away his fatigue and boredom.

The two were silent, and there was no overly intimate movement, but there was an indescribable warmth.

After Yan Wenmao finished his meal, washed his hands and rinsed his mouth, he asked casually.

"Did Luo Xianghua make you angry?"

Luo Chuchu didn't want to answer.

In fact, she didn't want to be that kind of stingy person, but for some reason, when Luo Xianghua came, her mood changed subtly.

Subconsciously, he felt that it was not good for him to do so. Yan Wenmao might say to himself, for example, "I didn't give way to my sister", so I didn't want to talk about this topic.

Yan Wenmao understood Luo Chuchu somewhat.

He is not a gentleman himself, and he doesn't talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, otherwise he would not have left a vicious reputation outside.

"Your Majesty, your bun is crooked, comb it again."

Luo Chuchu stroked her hair and thought it was okay, she didn't want to be too troublesome.

But without waiting for her to refuse, Yan Wenmao moved her, including the chair and others, in front of the bronze mirror.

"If you have so much strength that you have no place to use it, you might as well move bricks." Luo Chuchu puffed her cheeks.

Yan Wenmao carefully removed the hairpin from Luo Chuchu's hair one by one, and put it in the brocade cloth, and put it back into the jewelry box after the maid wiped it.

He removed the hairpin from the ring, and took off the earrings for her, so as not to be caught by the hair.

With her black hair scattered, Luo Chuchu stared at herself in the mirror, as if she had seen her previous life.

"The jewelry is beautiful, but sometimes it feels too heavy."

Yan Wenmao picked up the ebony comb and gently combed her hair.

The wooden comb is neither light nor heavy, from the scalp to the end of the hair, with just the right strength to relax.

It's not so much a new hair bun for Luo Chuchu, it's more like a scalp massage for her, which soon makes her relax and drowsy.

After the tension dissipated, Luo Chuchu unconsciously spoke his mind.

"I don't know why, even though I know that Luo Xianghua and I are related by blood, she is my own sister, but I have no affection for her. When I stay with her, I don't feel relaxed. Master Yan, am I special like this? wrong?"

Yan Wenmao's hands were steady, he was still combing his hair, and said softly, "There is nothing wrong, the royal family has no family ties, father and son killed each other, brothers killed each other, these are all things that happened before. What's more, you I just don't like her, and I didn't embarrass her."

Luo Chuchu thought that the reason why Luo Chu was able to ascend the throne was precisely because her brothers and sisters killed each other, so she was picked on by her.

"Hmm..." She frowned.

When she was on Earth, the education she received was not like this, so when there was a conflict with Luo Xianghua, Luo Chuchu would feel uncomfortable.

Yan Wenmao gently pressed her forehead with his hand, rubbing away her frowning brows.

"If it's an ordinary family, it doesn't mean that there is a family relationship from birth. During the famine, it is not uncommon for infants to be drowned. If parents are like this, let alone sisters?"

If you don't get along for a long time, how can people develop feelings? Feelings are not brought about by blood, nor can they be triggered by an identity.

"I understand..." Luo Chuchu was a little stunned. When she looked at the relationship between Luo Xianghua and herself, she couldn't help but imagine how ordinary sisters should get along with each other, and try to follow that model, but her heart didn't care about Luo Xianghua. Have any feelings, so it will feel awkward.

"Your Majesty can be as normal as you want, and you can do whatever you want. Luo Xianghua is the blood of the late emperor, but your Majesty does not necessarily have to treat her as a younger sister." Yan Wenmao said.

Luo Chuchu looked up at him: "Do you think I'm not kind enough?"

Yan Wenmao laughed dumbfounded, and said, "Who does Your Majesty think I am?"

Yeah, he's not a good guy.It's just that he is too kind to her, so Luo Chuchu often forgets this.

Luo Chuchu's eyes were crescent like smiles, Yan Wenmao looked down at her, but there was no oppression in his eyes, only a faint smile after being infected by her.

Such a posture reminded Luo Chuchu that he was sitting on the chair in the same posture that day, and Yan Wenmao approached and landed before landing, and it ended midway...

Her heart speeded up slowly, perhaps, she could not worry about it so much, maybe she could give it a try?

The maid had already left, and there were only the two of them in the room, and no one would know.

She is not indifferent to Yan Wenmao, and Yan Wenmao is probably not ruthless towards her...

Luo Chuchu's eyes gradually blurred, and Yan Wenmao couldn't say what he wanted to say when he saw such eyes.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

Just before Luo Chuchu wanted to close her eyes, Yan Wenmao's big hands covered her eyes.

"Your Majesty..." he said almost with a sigh.

"Not at this time."

It's not right now, wait a little longer, wait a little longer.

If there is such a day, Yan Wenmao hopes that it will be after the hidden dangers of Luo Kingdom and the things hidden in Luo Chuchu's heart have been resolved.

Perhaps at that time, he could hope to express his heart to Luo Chuchu with his true self.

(End of this chapter)