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“I can walk by myself.” She struggled to get down. If this situation was seen by others, it would generate gossip. People wouldn’t talk about him, but would call her shameless and dye Hua Manor’s reputation black.
Her face worsened thinking about it.
“You’re not fit to walk after kneeling for so long today.” He blinked and started walking. Also, there was no horse carriage. Carrying her was like carrying a xiao yumao [little feather, also his nickname for her]. With a bit of qinggong, he arrived at the main street.
Because Thirteen’s skills were good, he carried her directly into her boudoir. Those who didn’t know thought that Xiaojie was injured and became nervous.
Back in her own domain, Hua YuMan looked seriously at Thirteen. “Don’t do this next time. Thirteenth Wangzi will cause complications for me!”
“Call me ‘LiYang!’”
Thirteen was very persistent on this point. She could only repeat herself, “LiYang, don’t do this next time. It’s troubling me.”
“But I want to carry you. The next six days will be like this. You should get used to it. No, maybe it will be like this from now on. You have to get used to it.”
“But it’s not proper.” Hua YuMan’s hands clenched into fists. Her bright eyes were angry and her cheeks were flushed.
Thirteen laughed. He pinched her red, angry cheeks. This yatou. He still found her cute even when she was frowning with her phoenix eyes rounded.
“There’s something I haven’t told you yet. The Emperor had already bestowed a marriage between us. When the marriage decree is handed down, we will be married. So there is no such thing as impropriety between us.”