Rong Qianzhi was very suspicious about Gong Mohan being so happy and was making some bad ideas, and looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong?" Gong Mohan stretched out his hand and stroked the wisp of Rong Qianzhi's ear behind her ears and asked.

Rong Qianzhi's face turned hot, and he pouted and said, "You're not lying?"

"Why do you want to lie to you?" Gong Mohan took Rong Qianzhi's hand and stood up: "Let's go."

"Okay!" Looking at Gong Mohan's back, Rong Qianzhi thought secretly, she wanted to see what medicine was selling in this guy's gourd.

In front of the Han Palace is the most prosperous Haitang Street in the capital. Gong Mohan did not have someone to prepare a carriage, and he held Rong Qianzhi's hand and walked on foot.

When Gong Mohan held hands, Rong Qianzhi felt indescribable strangeness in her heart. She and Gong Mohan seemed to be like the kind of young couple who had just gotten married, and they were very loving.

Rong Qianzhi swallowed quietly and secretly glanced at Gong Mohan. She seemed to have cheated herself again, why did she go out shopping?

At this time, it was almost noon, and people were coming and going on the streets, which was very lively.

Gong Mohan was dressed in an iconic outfit, and the people couldn't recognize him. When everyone saw him, they avoided him, fearing that they could not avoid him. Obviously, in the eyes of the people, Gong Mohan was as scary as a flood.

Looking at the actions of the people, Rong Qianzhi tightened his heart for no reason. She turned to look at Gong Mohan. The man was wearing a black mask. She couldn't see the expression on his face, but she could see his tightly pursed lips and his bottomless eyes.

Seeing this, the embarrassment and unhappiness in her heart instantly disappeared. She even clenched Gong Mohan's hand in a silence.

Gong Mohan looked down at the hands that were holding each other together. A brilliant light was about to pass through his eyes. He suddenly said, "The people are all afraid of me."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid!" Listening to Gong Mohan's lonely voice, Rong Qianzhi hurriedly spoke. After saying that, she regretted it. He deliberately pretended to be crazy. Of course, the people were afraid of him. Why did she say she was not afraid? She was crazy?

"Zhizhi, why are you not afraid of me?" Gong Mohan pulled Rong Qianzhi and stopped, holding Rong Qianzhi in his arms with both hands. He was as if Rong Qianzhi would not say anything, and he would not let her go.

Seeing that the people in the distance were all giving their "focusing salute" to them, Rong Qianzhi's ears heated up and gritted his teeth and said, "Because, because you are my husband!"

Rong Qianzhi's answer made Gong Mohan very satisfied. He pulled Rong Qianzhi to continue walking forward and said, "Zhizhi, remember, I am your husband. Since I am your husband, you can only have this king in your heart. You have to listen to me in everything. You can't deceive me. Do you remember?"

This time, Rong Qianzhi was not angry because of Gong Mohan's words, but instead felt a chill. Could it be that he could see that she was pretending to be foolish?

But, this is unscientific. If he really saw it, would he still need to waste time wandering around with her? He should take her down directly. Maybe he is just testing her.

Yes, that must be true!

Rong Qianzhi breathed a sigh of relief, smiled sweetly, and said, "Brother Mo Han, I remember it!"

Gong Mohan glanced at Rong Qianzhi with a meaningful look and didn't say anything else.
Chapter completed!