Chapter 11: Deeply pampered by the emperor Part 10 (1/2)

Chapter 11: Deeply pampered by the emperor (Part 10)

After a second, Luo Qing Chen felt a strong force coming from her wrist.

Taking a step back, she fell into Zhao An Yang's embrace.

”Emp……”

”Wife, are you alright!” Zhao An Yang had a jealous look in his eyes as his overbearing aura consumed her bit by bit.

G.o.d, he's jealous?

”Wi…..Wife…..” Su Li was clearly stunned. He looked up at Zhao An Yang and revealed an awkward smile as he said, ”This is…..”

”He is my husband.” Luo Qing Chen revealed a faint smile, leaning her head against Zhao An Yang's chest as she spoke.

[Ding, affection has increased by five. Mission completion rate is 50%.]

Hu, good thing. Zhao An Yang really liked a small girl that would hide in his embrace and let him protect her.

”This one was blind, I actually didn't know that miss Luo was already married, I have been rude!” After a second, Su Li came back to his senses from his shock. He cupped his hands and politely apologized.

Although he didn't know who the man in front of him was, he could feel a kingly aura coming off this man's body. This definitely wasn't a normal person.

Zhao An Yang's brows slightly relaxed and he looked at Su Li with cold eyes. He said in an ice cold voice, ”It's fine. It's already getting late, so we'll be leaving first.”

Ancient era women would keep their hair up after they were married, but Luo Qing Chen had her hair down to her waist, so it was no wonder he didn't know she was married.

But why was there such anger in his heart? It was like if any men took an extra glance at her, his heart would be filled with jealousy.

After that, he took Luo Qing Chen's hand and turned to walk in the direction of the palace.

When they entered the palace gates, Zhao An Yang let go of her hand. He walked towards the royal study and didn't look back at all.

Without waiting for Luo Qing Chen's response, he had already disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Her hand still had his warmth, but her heart was cold.

Thinking about it, it was her fault. After all, Zhao An Yang was the master of the eastern continent.