Remarried Empress – Chapter 243. Who the hell are you?. (1)

Allen opened his eyes wide.

"But when that happens–"

Rotech birch kicked the tongue of Tzu-tzu tongue.

"You indifferent fellow, you indifferent fellow. How can you not know what people think?"

"Your heart?"

"He's only being cold on the outside, not on the inside. He's giving us this mansion for his child who's never seen him before. How much do you miss my kid?"

"Ah."

Allen burst into a sigh at Rotech's own words.

"Yes, because Rasta is nice and affectionate."

But soon Allen became worried and asked.

"But inside looks just like Rasta, Father. And this unusual hair color… don't people think it's weird?"

"You can cover your hair with a hat. Why, don't you have that hat that babies wear?"

When Rotech's self-criticized what he was worried about, Allen was slow to understand.

"Okay."

"Hurry up and apply for an audience. There's a lot of people in the way."

"Yes."

Allen carried the baby away.

The Rotech birch smiled dangerously as he watched the back.

It was late at night.

After combing my hair and wearing a gown, I entered the bedroom, and Hein-li hid by the door, and quickly came out and lifted me up.

In the blink of an eye, two feet floated into the air.

"Heinley!"

When he grabbed me by his shoulder in amazement, he made a gentle turn, holding me up, and smiled and leaned his head against my stomach.

When I grabbed him by the head because I thought he was going to fall, Heinley rubbed his head against my stomach and asked if that was good, too.

"Are you surprised?"

"Why are you always hiding?"

"It's fun. …you don't want to?"

"I don't hate it, but…."

Would he be offended if I asked if this was also a bird's habit?

As he hesitated, Heinley walked straight to bed in that state and dropped me off.

Sitting on the bed, he sat side by side, bringing his knees to me.

Then I put my hand into my hair and rubbed it lightly.

The soft touch closed my eyes by itself.

I asked, forcing my eyes not to fall asleep.

"Since when have you been hiding behind the door? I didn't hear anything."

"Well… …about five minutes…."

"Five minutes?"

"In fact, ten minutes."

"I've been stuck to the wall for ten minutes?"

I woke up to hear that I had been waiting for ten minutes.

When I looked at him in amazement, Hein-li avoided my gaze and took her hand off her hair.

Then this time, I pressed down on the soft part of my finger and laughed.

Then asked naturally, clasping hands.

"Queen. Ma'am. Anything you want to say to me?"

"I do. It just happened."

"What is it?"

"It's about Grand Capmen."

"…."

Heinley's face hardens.

He seemed to have grasped the importance of my words at once.

I straightened up and informed him of the deal between me and Kafmen.

"He admitted his guilt. In return, we decided to put three items in our favor in the trade between the West and the West."

"I see…"

"Are you okay with that?"

"Of course I'm fine."

"If you have any other ideas…."

"No, there's no such thing."

"But the look on my face…?"

"Oh, well. Just, I think she's going to talk about something else."

When I put a force on her eyes, Heinley quickly added.

"But that's very important, too. Yes. …understood, Quinn."

Did Heinley expect anything else?

Do I have anything to say to him?

"Queen, do you have anything else to say?"

There must be something you're looking forward to. Seeing you ask me again.

When I couldn't answer, Ha In-ri asked outright, 'Should I give you a hint.

"Tell me."

"Hint is a married couple."

After thinking for a while, I noticed his intention.

"Okay."

Heinley's lips crept up.

I told him to stay still for a while, then quickly moved to my room and brought me a list of work to do in the day.

"Queen?"

I sat in that seat earlier, and said proudly, handing over the note I had brought to Hein-li.

"I wrote down what I had to do."

You wanted to see this, right?

A married couple doesn't mean they don't have a single secret. But couples share a lot of work.

Heinley must have wanted that from me.

But Heinley said with a wistful expression, "Uh…he blurted the end of his words, '…'

You didn't want this?

Then a word to add.

"That's a good plan."

"Is it no fun?"

It's fun for me to write these down and watch. Is it not good for others?

"Funny, ma'am. It's fun, but…."

Heinley blotted out the end of his words again, and looked at my wits.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at each of the letters in the notebook I gave him.

Before I knew it, I held the note I had given me with both hands.

Heinley said, handing it back five times only after the time to read it carefully.

"True plan, ma'am."

"It's the same as before."

"I'll get the deputy and the Oval ready tomorrow."

It's obvious that I'm in a hurry, but let's move on.

"Thank you."

"No, would it be better for you to look at the lieutenants yourself and choose the right people?"

Please respond moderately and nod your head for a while.

Suddenly, Hein-ri stopped talking.

Why was it suddenly quiet this time?

I wondered, and Hein-ri hesitated and said,

"I didn't write anything down, so…I have nothing to show you."

Oh, I must have thought I'd trade this notebook for each other.

Instead of saying it wasn't like that, I said very sorry.

"Really? I'd like to see yours, too."

Otherwise, he'll be embarrassed.

Fortunately, Ha In-ri smiled and opened her mouth as if she were not embarrassed.

But in a blink of an eye, the laughter disappeared, and instead of continuing the horse, he covered his face with one hand and lowered his gaze.

What's wrong with him?

"That's, mine is…."

"Are you not confident?"

When I looked closely, my face was red in between.

What's wrong with me?

As he looked puzzled, Hein-li asked again, with his mouth shut and shaking his head.

"Queen, the first story was very important, and the second one was very meaningful, but the one I want to hear is more personal."

"Private talk?"

I can't get a guess.

You don't mean to talk to your body or anything like that's not what you mean.

I don't think he meant it with that look on his face.….

Do you want me to tell you the answer to your confession?

I had a slight guess, but I kept shaking my head as if I didn't know.

"I don't know what you mean."

Hein-li became sullen, but instead of asking more, he simply went to his side and stretched his arm lying down.

The problem was, the arm had invaded my seat.

His long arm was right under my pillow.

Besides, when I take turns looking at his arm and face, I don't think about putting it away.

It would be a bit embarrassing in the end, but I said it clearly.

"Hainly, this is my seat."

"Yes?"

Put your arms away.

"It's my seat."

When I cut it short and said it again, Heinley opened his eyes wide and slowly recovered his arm.

"If you want to sleep with your arms outstretched, go a little left and lie down, Heinley. The bed is spacious, so you can do that."

After a few pats on his folded arm, I lay in bed and put out the fire.

But as soon as the fire was turned off, there was a sound of the wind blowing from the side

"?"

As I wondered why he was doing that, Hein-ri was shaking her shoulders with her lips clenched.

"Heinley?"

When she turned on the light again and raised her upper body, Ha In-ri smiled, turning her body to her side, as if she could not bear it.

After a long time he managed to calm himself down and apologize.

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to give Quinn an arm pillow."