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Chapter Three Hundred and Three: One Room Feeling Difficult(2/2)

Although she had no feelings for Murong Haoli, for some reason, she didn't know what she was waiting for from the beginning to the end.

If you say yes and wait for his lifelong promise, then there is no possibility.

It's just because both of them know that this moment is definitely not the right time. But if they really want to agree, they may not have opened a door deep in their hearts. They don't know when they will understand.

"I learned that although there is nothing unusual in the house, the fact that Man'er is so worried today is actually worrying." If it hadn't been for tonight, after hearing the news, although I had put down one thing, I'm afraid Man'er would only have one thing to worry about.

The two of them settled the matter. But they looked at her, frowning and calling, "On the contrary, it's you."

"What happened to me?"

Seeing her ignorant look, Murong Haochen smiled lightly and shook his head: "It's nothing."

From what I heard, he must have meant what he said. How could he not say anything before the whole conversation was finished?

"You should be lucky that you, the emperor, don't have to worry about the harem."

Harem?

He did not have any worries at all, but he was far less concerned than they were doing something privately. He smiled disdainfully and said: "Each of them only does some things behind their backs."

"Did you notice something?"

When Ye Yilan asked this question, she saw him smiling and saying nothing. She sighed and said, "Forget it, you won't tell me if I ask you. It's getting late, so go to bed early."

Asking further still yielded no results.

"Stop talking and let me hold you like this."

When she was about to lie down, he pulled her into his arms.

Only this time, he kept holding her. No matter how much time passed, Ye Yilan gradually lost any consciousness.
Chapter completed!
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