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Until the doctor left, Luoluo still had her eyes half open. She was originally weak, but she was still able to prevent herself from falling asleep, and kept on looking at Ming Liehan who was frowning.

"Sleep well first!" Ming Liehan sat on the bedside and looked at her with a sigh.

"You …." Luoluo wanted to retort, "Why did you suddenly run over? Not... Didn't you doubt me? "Don't you hate me?"

"Stupid Luoluo!" Ming Liehan laughed helplessly. She laughed until his face was filled with pain, and lightly rubbed her hand across Luoluo's face. "This king has misunderstood you, you have caught a chill now, go to sleep, and after you wake up, we can talk, okay?"

"How can you …" "Why are you suddenly so nice to her …" Luoluo suddenly pursed her lips and allowed herself to cry. "Every few days, you treat others well, and every few days, you get angry with them and even ignore them!" Now she's nice to me again! I don't believe you! "You scoundrel!"

"Alright, let's take a rest first. We'll curse when we wake up tomorrow!" Ming Liehan looked at her helplessly.

The doctor said that she loved to cry because she was sad, but also because women who were pregnant were always so unstable that they could cry whenever they wanted to.

Luoluo took a deep breath and acknowledged the order. She turned her head and looked at the table in front of him. "Who did you drink with this time?"

"No one, be good, be good, go to sleep!" Ming Liehan frowned.

"Then pat me to sleep!" Luoluo suddenly pouted his lips and muttered softly.

"Shoot?" "How do we do it?" Ming Liehan raised her eyebrows.

"Like my mother..." "Uh, like a mother patting her child to sleep. Just pat me to sleep, or I won't be able to sleep!"

Ming Liehan's face immediately filled with black lines. Looking at Luoluo, who was clearly crying from grievances before throwing a sweet smile, she said in a deep voice, "Do you think that with this duke's current mood …" He meant that his anger had not yet subsided, and he was also someone who had been fooled by her injuries.

"I don't care. You're in a bad mood!" "I didn't ask you to sing for me. I just wanted you to take a picture of me sleeping while I was asleep, and you still did that!" Luoluo pouted, aggrieved.

"Good, good, good!" Ming Liehan immediately held down her body that wanted to sit up and said, "Alright, I'll pat. This king will pat you to sleep …"

"Hm!" Luoluo smiled and laid down obediently.

Ming Liehan raised his hand. He only used these two hands to grab onto her blade and spear, and killed her enemies before, and this was the first time she went to comfort and pat a woman to sleep. When his hand lightly patted Luoluo's body, the Luoluo smiled sweetly and closed her eyes, allowing her already dizzy and drowsy brain to enter a dormant state.

Seeing Luoluo laugh out loud in satisfaction, Ming Liehan's heart suddenly had all sorts of feelings. Her hands kept on patting her, but her heart was in a mess.

He could try and forget about Lan Qing's matter. He could treat the Emperor's deception as an insurmountable power between the emperor and her subjects. He would endure it, but towards the Luoluo, had this unspeakable emotion really concealed his feelings for Lan Qing before?

What he was more worried about was whether the Luoluo would discover the agreement he had with the Emperor. Should he start with the truth? Or was it to hide it forever?

Only when Luoluo's breathing gradually stabilized did Ming Liehan retract her hand and carefully look at her sleeping face.

"Ugh …" Luoluo suddenly frowned and pouted.

Ming Liehan raised his eyebrows, looked at her lips that had curled up when she fell asleep, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Could it be that a woman with a body style was like a child? You look like a child when you sleep?

In the past, when he slept with her in his arms, he had never seen her sleep so innocently before. At that time, Luoluo's entire body was emitting the charm of a woman, making him unable to stop himself, but at that time, Luoluo's flushed red face really made her look extremely adorable.

"Luoluo, are you really a Princess Gabriella?" Once again, Ming Liehan asked the sleeping Luoluo while looking at him.

"The cold …." Luoluo suddenly frowned, perspiration seeping out from her forehead.

Ming Liehan was startled, she picked up the handkerchief and placed it on Luoluo's forehead, then used it to help her suck the sweat on her forehead.

"Believe me …" The Luoluo whispered.

Ming Liehan gave a bland laugh as she lifted her hand to draw on Luoluo's flushed cheeks. "Alright, from today onwards, this king will always trust you!"

In the next two to three days, Luoluo suddenly realized that being a weak girl that needed someone to take care of was actually a happy thing. It was only in these few days that she saw a man who took care of her wholeheartedly, and he was no longer cold. Just facing her who was lying on the bed, who took care of her day and night, no matter what she asked of him, he would never say "no".

"Why did you get out of bed?" Just as Luoluo secretly lifted her blanket and got off the bed, Ming Liehan walked in and quickly stepped forward and pulled her.

"Ouch!" Luoluo helplessly rolled her eyes at the ceiling, then turned to look at Ming Liehan: "Searing cold, I haven't gotten out of bed in three days, when I was about to die from the impact, I didn't lie still like this ever again, furthermore it's just a small cold now, I've been fine for a long time!" "Just let me go in two laps, will you?"

"Don't you feel dizzy?" Ming Liehan frowned.

Luoluo suddenly raised his lips and looked at him with a smile. She leaned her body against Ming Liehan's chest and asked, "Searing cold, do you already know the whole story?"

Ming Liehan nodded her head lightly, with a slight apologetic look in her eyes, she raised her hand and gently caressed Luoluo's back: "In regards to the painting, I have wrongly accused you!"

The Luoluo squinted his eyes, looking at Ming Liehan, she wanted to hide the sadness in his eyes: "Are you still hurting your mind because of Sister Lan Qing?"

"It's just that I feel uncomfortable. I'm already the emperor's woman. This king doesn't need to be upset!" It's already troublesome enough having a Luoluo like you in the Prince's Mansion, why would you bother thinking about outsiders? "

"You …." Luoluo suddenly frowned and took a step back, as she could clearly see Ming Liehan's expression. "Did you really put it down?"

"No need to put it down!" Ming Liehan turned around and sat at the side. She poured a cup of tea and played around as she looked at the Luoluo through the cracks of her fingers, "Perhaps this duke had never loved her. If it were love, even if the person in front of this duke is the Emperor, he would never be able to snatch my woman away!"

Luoluo was startled, but before he could understand the meaning behind his words, she heard the teacup in Ming Liehan's hand break, and it fell onto the ground with a thud.

Luoluo turned around and looked at him puzzledly.

"Everyone in the Ming Ri Dynasty knows that Miss Lan Qing is the number one talented girl in the whole kingdom, talented and beautiful. All men in the world fall for her, and because of this, men are also conceited, whether they love her or not, they only want to keep her in their own residences, not to mention that Lan Qing has been close to our royal family since she was young, and has a good relationship with all of us, including the emperor and the others. She is clean and elegant, so no one can tell who she likes, so everyone naturally thinks that Lan Qing can belong to them …"

"So you're just playing with vanity?" She only had the heart of a possessor but not the heart of a lover? " Luoluo raised her eyebrows.

Ming Liehan smiled faintly, raised her hand and caressed the long hair of Luoluo that was draped behind him: "Maybe. "Is this explanation acceptable to the princess?"

"It's not that I care about that..." Luoluo suddenly lowered his head, and leaned his head on Ming Liehan's shoulder: "I just keep thinking, you once said that you care about me, and only now did I realize that I am no different from other women. I am only worried about who my man is thinking about in my heart …. Let alone the fact that you once only thought about Lan Qing and now that you're so nice to me, how can I balance my heart! "

"Stupid Luoluo!" Ming Liehan laughed helplessly, lowering her head and kissing her hair.

"However …." Luoluo suddenly raised her head and looked at him with furrowed brows. "I remember that in the ancient times, it was said that females were virtuous and did not have talents? "Then why are all the men chasing after a talented woman …?"

"This King has no answer." Ming Liehan smiled faintly.

"Tsk!" The Luoluo suddenly twitched her mouth and jumped from Ming Liehan's embrace to the side. She turned and glared at: "Zither, chess, book, painting! I can play Go, write calligraphy, and draw comics! I have three. Since you didn't have a piano in ancient times and you only have a zither that I don't know, what else can I do? "If I take all four of them, will all the men in the world chase after me?"

Ming Liehan frowned, "What kind of logic is this?"

"Vanity!" "The Luoluo smirked, and then suddenly turned around and lightly walked around the room." "Chilling cold, tell me, if everyone knows that a beauty like me is also proficient in zither, chess, books, and paintings, would they not care whether the person behind me is a dignified cold prince or not?"

Suddenly, Luoluo felt something at her waist, and raised her head, to her astonishment, to see Ming Liehan, who was standing behind him and embracing him, frown.

"You'd better not know anything!" Ming Liehan said indifferently, her expression becoming more and more gloomy.

Luoluo laughed complacently, and wrapped her arms around Ming Liehan's neck, intentionally giving him a flirtatious look: "So, if I'm really like that, even you, Ming Liehan, won't be able to keep me?"

"Come, come, come, come, come, come, come!" As though he could tell that Luoluo was joking, although Ming Liehan's eyes were cold, she still said those words word by word with her lips raised.

"Roar!" "You're not even giving your wife a chance to become famous, aren't you a little too domineering!" Luoluo looked at him happily.

"Luoluo." Ming Liehan suddenly steadied her expression and looked at Luoluo Hui Hui, "This king has always wanted to ask you, when did you learn to write?"

"On the night I married you, on the night of the wedding, you accompanied other women instead of me. Naturally, there will be immortals to accompany me!" "Do you believe me? These are all from the Immortal God Cult!" Luoluo suddenly laughed slyly.

"He's trying to fool us again!" Ming Liehan frowned, raising her hand to pinch Luoluo's nose.

"Wait!" Luoluo suddenly pulled his hand, raised her head and looked at Ming Liehan seriously: "Searing cold, if I were still the same Luoluo like before, and if you already knew that Lan Qing did not die, would you have fallen in love with the Luoluo before marrying you, or would I marry the Luoluo after you?"

"Weren't you the one who came after what?" Ming Liehan laughed helplessly.

"Answer me!" Luoluo pouted her lips and continued to hug his neck, not letting go as she looked at him coquettishly.

"This King..." Ming Liehan suddenly frowned, "I don't know …"

Indeed, he did not know that if the Emperor had not suddenly asked him to have children with the Luoluo, and if the Emperor had not allowed her to smile happily, he would have given him the General Token.

Facing such a question like that from the Luoluo, how would he answer? She couldn't tell him the truth. The Emperor had asked him to do this before, and he was only faking it in the beginning, right?

Don't know? Luoluo looked up and looked at him in disappointment …

"Do you believe in the soul?" Luoluo suddenly blinked her eyes. "Chilling, do you believe that a person's body can remain the same, but a person's soul can suddenly become another person's?"

"You?" Ming Liehan suddenly frowned.

"A person's appearance can remain the same, his body can remain the same, but a person's actions, habits, eyes, including her spiritual world, all become another person's …"

"Luoluo, this king has always felt that you have somehow changed. Is that what you are saying now …"

Before Ming Liehan could finish speaking, Luoluo had already covered his mouth with her hands and looked at him expectantly. Suddenly, she wanted to reveal her cards, he didn't want him to face her with any feelings that belonged to Princess Gabriella.

"Don't ask, just answer me!" Luoluo released her hand from Ming Liehan's mouth and once again wrapped her arms around's neck. Her eyes shone with a light that had never been seen before, "If, if you really speak like I do, then do you love this body or this soul?"

Ming Liehan remained silent as she stared at Luoluo without blinking.

"Body or soul?" The Luoluo continued to ask.

"It's just you." Ming Liehan suddenly said.

"What?" Luoluo frowned, with tears in her eyes, she looked up in confusion.

"This king only loves this Luoluo in front of me. Regardless of whether it is his body or his soul, whoever it is that is speaking to this king, that is who it is!" Ming Liehan suddenly laughed faintly.

"You …." Luoluo was stunned, after a long while, Ming Liehan finally understood the meaning of his words, suddenly breaking down into a smile, she grabbed onto Ming Liehan's shoulder and threw herself into his embrace.

He actually didn't ask her why she suddenly said that. He didn't even ask her what the exchange of souls was. He really did it. That day, he said that from that day on, he would unreservedly believe her.