On the fifteenth day of August, the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace Banquet.

When attending palace banquets, Mu Yao would sit in the guest seat with his parents, enjoy singing and dancing, and taste delicious food. Sometimes he would compete with the noble girl who he didn't like, and he had never been so nervous and formal this time.

Sitting upright beside the emperor and accepting the worship of his former boyfriend and mortal enemies, his mood is a bit complicated.

As a queen, she shouldn't be too cautious. Even if those noble girls intend to attract Zhao Yi's attention, she shouldn't write her emotions on her face.

But when she thought of someone trying to seduce Zhao Yi behind her back, she hung her face and couldn't be happy.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yi leaned over and added dishes to her dish.

Mu Yao grabbed the veil and whispered: "I saw someone posing at you."

At the angle that everyone couldn't see, Zhao Yi reached out and rubbed Mu Yao's back, "What's wrong with me?"

With the long brocade cloth laid on the table, Mu Yao stepped on him and said, "You pinched me."

Zhao Yi curled his lips and picked up a meatball for her, "Go back and rub it for you."

At this time, the ministers brought their families to toast. Mu Yao smiled brightly and looked very dignified and elegant, and could not see the mood of his little daughter's family at all.

When it was the Chu family's turn, the Privy Councilor brought Chu Ning'er to him and smiled and asked her to toast the emperor and empress.

Chu Ning'er looked embarrassed and didn't want to flatter her. She was slow for a while and didn't give her a glass of wine, which brought her brother's bad gaze.

Mu Yao glanced at the Privy Councilor calmly. When his eyes met, the woman's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and coldness, and she let the Privy Councilor who commanded the troops and troops take a look.

I thought to myself that it is worthy of being the little pepper in Bianjing, but it is still a bit intimidating.

Zhao Yi held Mu Yao's shoulder and said, "Empress, Miss Chu is celebrating you with wine."

Mu Yao didn't want to get angry in front of everyone, and then he saw that Chu Ning'er had no intention of confusing the king, so he followed Zhao Yi's wishes and took the glass of wine.

Chu Ning'er took back her hands and folded them in front of her, feeling ashamed that she would rather be a poor wife than a noble concubine. Even a concubine in the harem was different from her wife. She had accepted the etiquette of aristocratic families since she was a child and was indifferent to fame and fortune. How could she please please her here?

Yu Guang glanced at the man sitting on one side, but saw him holding a wine glass, leaning on the table and looking at him lazy, feeling even more ashamed.

After returning home in vain, the Privy Councilor gave Chu Ning'er a fierce look and returned to his seat.

Seeing this, Mu Yao curled the corners of his lips and took Chu Ning'er behind the screen.

After retreating from the palace servant, Mu Yao said straight to the point: "Miss Chu has any difficulties, but it's okay. I will consider how to help you."

Unexpectedly, Mu Yao would take the initiative to chat with him. Chu Ning'er lowered her head and said softly: "Go back to the Empress, my daughter is indeed unwilling to enter the palace, but my brother is used to being strong. My daughter has no ability, so she can only let her go."

Mu Yao knew the methods of the Privy Councilor. Since Chu Ning'er was frank, the queen was naturally willing to help her.

"Miss Chu has someone you like?" Mu Yao leaned on the soft pillow, looking chatting, completely different from the Queen who had just raised her glass and laughed.

Chu Ning'er stumbled at her palm and didn't answer.

If you don’t answer, you will have it.

Mu Yao raised his eyebrows and pulled her to sit on the soft collapse, "Tell me about your sweetheart, maybe I can let Your Majesty give you a marriage."

Chu Ning'er shook her head, and two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, shy and timid, but she didn't mention the man's name.

At the end of the palace banquet, Mu Yao was a little drunk and was taken back to the bedroom by Zhao Yi.

The pond was beautiful, and Mu Yao felt that he was not breathing smoothly. He wanted to climb up the edge of the pond several times, but was pulled back into the water by the person behind him.

Embrace each other late at night and iron each other's hearts.

"Brother Yi."

Mu Yao's face was red, his eyes were blurred, and he shouted at the man beside him.

Zhao Yi pulled the quilt and covered the two of them, stretched out his long arms to wrap around her waist, "Brother is here, go to bed."

Taking advantage of the alcohol, Mu Yao used his soft fingertips to describe the outline of his facial features, "Brother Yi is so beautiful."

She had said this less than ten times tonight, and Zhao Yi almost felt that she was the handsomeest man in All Bianjing, "Well, your brother is the most beautiful."

Mu Yao sneered and whispered into his arms, "Then are the most beautiful you've ever seen?"

"Yes, yes." Zhao Yi slapped her three times in a row, closed his eyes and smiled.

After drinking, Mu Yao likes to open the window to sleep. The autumn wind pours into the room and feels a little cold, which makes the two of them snuggle tightly.

Mu Yao likes to smell the rosin on Zhao Yi's body, especially after taking a shower, mixed with the fragrance of soapberry, which makes her intoxicated than wine.

"Brother Yi."

"Brother Yi?"

No one answered, Mu Yao raised his upper body with his elbow and patted his face drunk.

Going asleep.

She smiled and kissed his chin. She was drunk and suddenly felt that the man would be more masculine and handsome, so she took her own initiative and climbed out of bed to get the pen and ink...

The next day, Zhao Yi woke up from his sleep, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, turned his eyes to look at the sleeping little queen, and raised his thin lips slightly.

Xu Gui, who was watching from the night outside, heard the movement, bowed and walked in, lowered his eyes and said, "I served Your Majesty to change clothes and wash."

Zhao Yi lifted the curtain and walked out, with a majestic weapon. Who would not praise anyone who saw it? But... Xu Gui looked up carefully, and his body shook, blinked constantly, and then looked up. No matter how he looked like that, he still looked like that.

"Your Majesty."

"Um?"

"You your face."

Zhao Yi frowned and walked to the bronze mirror. When he saw himself in the mirror, he immediately stunned his long eyes.

Who is the man with a "unshaven beard" in the mirror?

A giggle came from the phoenix bed, attracting the attention of both of them.

Zhao Yi reacted, waved his hand, and signaled Xu Gui to go out and wait first.

A false alarm, Xu Gui wiped his forehead and stroked his heart, which was beating around. In other words, the Queen had the courage to joke with His Majesty.

However, if you think about it carefully, Your Majesty has been sleeping lightly for many years. Not to mention tampering with his face, even if you approach quietly at night, you will be disturbed. Only the Queen has this ability to let Your Majesty down and sleep on the side.

The bead curtains were whirling, and it had not yet reflected the sunlight. At this time, the sky was dark and there was no rush to wash and have a meal.

Zhao Yi walked forward, hung the curtain on the jade hook, and glanced at the little woman curled up on the bed and laughed like a smile.

"What did you do?"

Mu Yao smiled across the phoenix quilt and said, "No."

Then, she lifted the quilt, pretended to be innocent, stared at the man's face in a daze, and covered her mouth and said, "Why did Brother Yi grow a beard all night?"

Standing barefoot on the bedding, she held up the man's face and looked at it carefully, "It seems to be more handsome."

Zhao Yi closed his eyes, raised his hand to pinch her waist, and held the person out of the bed.

With his feet flying into the air, Mu Yao immediately hooked his ankle and lay on the man's shoulder, panicked: "I was wrong!"

As a punishment, Zhao Yi slapped her behind, making the little queen scream.

He pressed the person on the table, pinched her cheeks slightly, and asked, "Where was wrong?"

Mu Yao hurriedly smiled: "Everything is wrong!"

"Are you still naughty?"

"No naughty." Mu Yao stared at him with his back and bent his eyes, "Wenwan, I will always be gentle in the future."

The word Wen Wan really has nothing to do with Mu Yao. Zhao Yi pulled her cheek, narrowed one eye when he looked at her, and hummed, "Next time, let's see how I deal with you."

If he hadn't gone to the morning court, he would have thrown her on the bed.

Mu Yao nodded like pounding garlic, "I remember, brother, go and wash your face."

Seeing Zhao Yi walking towards the screen, Mu Yao sat up from the table and stuck out his tongue at his back, but unexpectedly, the man suddenly looked back and scared her.

Seeing her sneaky, Zhao Yi came over again, "What did you do just now?"

Mu Yao spread his hands, "I did nothing, why did you wrongly accuse me?"

Zhao Yi pinched her chin and grabbed the tip of her tongue, "If you dare to stick out your tongue secretly, I will pull it off for you."

“…”

Mu Yao hummed, shook his head like a little rabbit, trying to shake his hand away, but the man just didn't let go, and she felt the tip of her tongue numb.

"I was wrong..."

Ambiguous words emerged from the mouth of the sandalwood, carrying "complainting for perfection".

Zhao Yi let go of his hand and rubbed his fingertips on her collar, "Little naughty."

Mu Yaonunu's nose jumped off the table and followed him into the screen, "I'll help my brother change his clothes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yi pushed him out.

It’s not enough to make her change her clothes. Isn’t it enough to get into this morning court?

Mu Yao hummed twice, lay back on the bed, held his head with one hand and stared at the screen fold, thinking that during the day, people would change the screen fold into a semi-transparent screen, so that they could peek at the beauty openly.

When Zhao Yi changed into a dragon robe and walked out, his painting-like skin made Mu Yao stunned and licked his mouth unconsciously.
To be continued...