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Su Yang's body gradually recovered. Although he was still thin, he had regained his vitality. This could be seen from the fact that he could jump up and down to catch fireflies in the imperial garden. After careful consideration, Zong Huan made the decision to hold the coronation ceremony as scheduled.

Since ancient times, there had been precedents of male wives in the Da Jin Dynasty. Even the Emperor was no exception. These male Empresses had another title: Lord of the Phoenix.

Although Tong Jiabao was not a real man, that day at the Mid-Autumn Banquet, Zong Huan stood at the top of the Fengyi Restaurant and said those words. In addition, the strange phenomenon in the sky above the Hall of Thousand Autumns had already spread among the people. Who in this world would dare to refute him? His title of Lord of the Phoenix could be said to be well-deserved and irreproachable.

At this time, Chengqian Palace was filled with maids and eunuchs kneeling on the ground. Although Su Yang had been eating and living with Zong Huan for the past few months, he had already become the Lord of the Phoenix. Now that he was officially the Lord of the Phoenix, it was inevitable that the servants under him would bask in his glory.

Su Yang sat in Zong Huan's arms with a dull expression. After Wang Dequan finished reading the imperial edict with a smile, he said in a sharp voice, "The Emperor is here. Lord of the Phoenix, please accept the edict."

He still could not accept reality. If he really became the Lord of the Phoenix, wouldn't he have to have sex with Zong Huan again? He still remembered that Tong Jiabao was killed by Zong Huan in bed!!

The System asked, "How did you come to this conclusion?"

Su Yang analyzed for it, "You said before that I could only transmigrate after the original owner died. Didn't they just have sex on the day I arrived? There were no other injuries on his body. If he didn't die from sex, then how did he die?"

The System was speechless. It could not refute that.

Su Yang felt wronged. The marks on his body had only recently disappeared. He was still afraid of Zong Huan.

Zong Huan saw that the little thing in his arms was in a daze again, so he reached out and pinched the soft flesh on his waist. Su Yang's back trembled from his pinch. He quickly took the imperial edict and muttered, "This servant thanks the Lord for his kindness."

After spending so much time together, Zong Huan had more or less figured out his temperament. This little thing usually referred to himself as "I" and was impolite. Only when things didn't go his way would he refer to himself as "servant", which was a disguised form of protest.

Personal habits, regardless of whether one had memories or not, would not change.

Zong Huan signaled with his eyes, and Wang Dequan and Ah Hong led the people out. The huge Chengqian Palace immediately became empty. Su Yang leaned on the man's broad shoulder, his hand tearing at the bright yellow imperial edict. He was very depressed.

Zong Huan turned his face over and asked dangerously, "You don't want to marry me?"

How could he not want to? He clearly didn't dare!

Su Yang's wet black eyes flashed. He asked, "If I marry you, what are the benefits?"

Zong Huan did not expect this question. What were the benefits of marrying him? He was probably the only person in the world who would ask this question. If he married the Emperor, he would be able to share the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles. He would be the Emperor Consort above all. Power and status would be at his fingertips, and anyone who saw him would have to flatter him. From then on, no one would dare to be disrespectful to him. He could do whatever he wanted and do whatever he wanted.

These were all things that Zong Huan wanted to give to this boy. However, he never thought that his Bao 'er would want these things.

Zong Huan looked at the pair of almond eyes that were filled with expectation. He couldn't say a single word. In the end, he could only ask, "What benefits do you want? As long as I have it, as long as you want it. "

Su Yang was very happy. He asked, "Is this true?"

"Naturally."

Su Yang pursed his lips and began to think seriously.

Zong Huan didn't rush him. He picked up the memorial and read it. After a while, the little boy in his arms pulled on his sleeve. He looked up and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

Su Yang grabbed the front of his clothes and said seriously, "If you marry me and become my husband, you must treat me very, very well."

Zong Huan narrowed his eyes and asked faintly, "Could it be that I don't treat you well?"

Su Yang was glared at and his legs began to tremble. He braced himself and said, "This is different. Think about it. Husband and wife of the common people treat each other with respect. Everything is discussed as husband and wife. Unlike you, who always does whatever you want to me. I don't even have the right to say no."

Towards the end, his voice was as soft as a mosquito's. If it wasn't for Zong Huan leaning against him, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear what he said.

Zong Huan frowned and said, "When have I ever done whatever I want to you and not allowed you to say no?"

Su Yang anxiously said, "For example, last night … … you didn't even listen to my protests and insisted on taking off my clothes!"

Zong Huan was stunned. After all this fuss, it was because of this. The corner of his mouth hooked up into a slightly evil smile. He said ambiguously, "Even if husband and wife of the common people treat each other with respect, in bed, what should be taken off will still be taken off. What should be done will not be lacking."

Su Yang's face turned red when he heard this. He thought that his skin was thick enough, but when he met a man of action like Zong Huan, he was still lacking. This person wasn't just all talk, he would really put in practice. It was really scary just thinking about it!

Zong Huan saw that he didn't speak, but the tips of his ears were completely red. He couldn't help but laugh again. He moved closer to Su Yang's ear and whispered, "Okay, I promise you, okay? After we get married, I will treat you very, very well. "

After he finished speaking, he saw the little thing in his arms steal glances at him, as if saying, "Don't lie to me."

Zong Huan stroked his soft and cool hair and promised, "Whatever this emperor says, it naturally counts."