Reincarnation: My Possessive Beast Husband Chapter 492: 494: She Likes Yaya the Most

Chapter 492: Chapter 494: She Likes Yaya the Most

“Don’t worry too much; let’s talk about it once everything is clarified. If she is indeed a fake, she must be exposed to deliver justice to the Empress.”

Chu Yuxiao reached out and caressed Su Yan’s furrowed brows, slowly easing the creases between them.

“You see, you’re not pretty when you frown.”

“Pfft, that’s the first ti I’ve ever heard you comfort soone like that,” Su Yan replied imdiately with a joyful smile.

“I’m not just consoling you; I’m telling the truth. If I could, I would wish for you never to frown, to be happy every day.”

Chu Yuxiao moved closer to her, speaking nearly against the tip of her nose.

His hot breath carried a faint mint fragrance, filling Su Yan’s mouth and nose completely.

Strangely, every ti she slled his scent up close, Su Yan felt as if she were intoxicated.

Her head was dizzy, making it almost impossible to think about anything else.

Looking at his eyes in a daze, Su Yan softly murmured with her red lips parting slightly:

“I plan to take Su Ya to see the Empress tomorrow to see if we can detect anything unusual.”

Chu Yuxiao moved even closer to her, his lips lightly grazing hers, his breathing becoming heavier.

“Good, just be careful.”

“Uh-huh…” The prolonged hum turned into a soft moan as they both kissed each other at the sa ti.

That night was very long and very passionate…

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The next day, Su Yan deliberately encountered Su Ya in the garden and then took her to visit the Empress at Yihe Palace.

Little Su Ya, knowing she was going to see her mother, was excited all the way, chattering nonstop to Su Yan.

She answered every question Su Yan had.

Holding her hand, Su Yan asked while walking: “Little Su Ya, are you the princess that the Empress loves the most?”

“Of course! Mom said she loves Yaya the most. She even teaches Yaya to write, play the zither, and play chess herself,” Little Su Ya said excitedly.

But then, rembering the recent indifference from her mother, her lips puckered, and her twinkling eyes blinked as if she were about to cry in grievance.

Seeing this, Su Yan imdiately changed the subject: “Little Su Ya, is the little white bunny that mother embroidered for you very cute?”