"What do you think? Do you dare to put this princess under house arrest!" Youmeng pointed at him and re-slapped the bedboard, "You are so brave!"

Qi Miao used a finger, expressionless face, and picked up Youmeng's finger pointing to him: "If you don't want to test my patience, then think about it carefully. What's the result I want?"

Youmeng's eyes were floating, and she deliberately pretended to be confused: "What are Is there to consider?"

"I want you to be obedient from now on and be my wife of King Qi."

He spoke very calmly, but he made Youmeng stunned for a while. He came back to his senses and almost jumped up: "You are crazy! I'm not interested in playing with you!"

Qi Miao suddenly leaned forward halfway, Youmeng instinctively leaned back, and he forced her to fall to the bed bit by bit. She held her hands firmly, Qi Miao's cold eyes hung above, as if she wanted to hook her soul: "You can try it, am I playing?"

"Hey, don't you like men!"

Qi Miao was stunned for a moment and remained calm: "Who told you?"

At the same time, an answer arises in his heart: Feng Qiwu.

Youmeng pretended to be stupid with her strength: "It's so what everyone else is saying about you... Qi Wangsun is so handsome..."

He said coldly: "Women can do it too."

Youmeng was dumbfounded for a while, and her eyes couldn't hide her fear: "You have so many women, why do you have to ask me?"

He looked at her and said, "I have had all kinds of women, but I have never tasted what a princess feels like."

Her mind was turning quickly, and she thought of a good excuse for refusal: "No! I'm about to choose a prince consort. If you are not among the candidates, I can't marry you!"

He laughed disdainfully: "Please use the prince consort as a guise. If you really care about the prince consort, will you hand over your innocent body before marriage?"

Youmeng was stabbed to the weakness and pursed her lips unwillingly: "This is my business, what does it have to do with you?"

His face still had a calm and gentle breeze: "I don't mind. If we can't be married with a legitimate name, then we will only be lovers."

Youmeng's mouth twitched stiffly: "This is OK?" She thought to herself that this man has no bottom line?

Qi Miao raised her eyebrows slightly: "Did you agree to say so?"

"I promise, I promise you, big-headed ghost!"

A basin of cold water was poured out unexpectedly, and Qi Miao closed his eyes in disguise, as if suppressing his anger.

"My surname is Qi, how big are you? To make such shameless requests?"

He opened his eyes and sneered: "Do you have to pretend in front of me?"

Youmeng was stunned: "What am I pretending?"

His iceberg was cold and approaching her again: "You have so many young faces in your mansion and you have a wild man outside. I'm afraid the princess has many lovers, right?"

He said the one "outside"... Youmeng couldn't help but feel guilty and looked at him with confidence: "Are you threatening me?"

Qi Miao sneered unanimously: "Is the lover outside Ye Yuan?"

"Yeyuan..." Youmeng stumbled nervously, thinking to himself if "Yeyuan" is Ancestral?

"That night, you treated me as him. When you woke up, you missed me when you saw me, and it was because of him." Qi Miao exposes her mercilessly.

Youmeng turned away from her eyes, "It's nothing..."

Qi Miao fell down with one hand, held her waist, leaned her head to her side, and imitated Ye Yuan's voice with great scheming: "I think you have recognized the wrong person anyway, so why not just make the mistake?"
Chapter completed!