"I think you're feeling better, you're feeling energetic!"

Feng Xie's face turned slightly red and he muttered: "It's like this all morning!"

Ye Jiang took off his robe and stood up to pour tea, and asked: "I went to the Taiyuan Hospital first. They said they can start to replenish their health. What do you want to eat?"

Feng Xie put his hands behind his head and began to act inappropriately: "I have no appetite. I don't want anything else except women!"

Ye Jiang was so angry that he couldn't help but smile. He came over and pushed his head and said, "Okay, okay, I'll find a woman for you when I go back. Or the palace maid here can do it. Which one do you want?"

Feng Xie tilted his head seriously and thought for a moment: "Then you find Ahong from Yilan Palace. If you hold her in your arms, you can have good dreams!"

"Okay, I'll go now!"

Ye Jiang turned around and saw Feng Xie looking at her with a smile. The two of them laughed together. Although it was an obvious joke, Ye Jiang could also see Feng Xie's forced smile. Why was he thinking while laughing?

Yilan Palace? Didn’t that woman hurt him deeply enough?

"You men are so good, anyone can do it..." There was something in Ye Jiang's words, and Feng Xie understood what she meant. Since they got married, the two have been an honorary couple for a long time. Even if Feng Xie doesn't want it, Ye Jiang doesn't want it either. Feng Xie understands.

Ye Jiang could not forget Jian Muchong. What that woman couldn't do, how could Ye Jiang do it?

"Actually, women can also..." Feng Xie smiled bitterly, and Ye Jiang turned his head away because he was afraid of seeing his look.

"Once a woman falls in love, she can't do it!"

"Oh? So she really doesn't love me!"

The door creaked open and Jian Yao lowered his head and walked in. When he looked up, the three people in the room were stunned. Ye Jiang was sitting on Feng Xie's bedside. The two were cuddling intimately. Feng Xie's face changed.

A little pale, he stared at Jian Yao's equally pale face for a moment.

Jian Yao stood at the door and hesitated. After a while, he forced a smile and said, "There are no guards outside the door, so... I just came in... Is that okay?"

Hearing these words, the two people in the room couldn't help but feel a little sad. At this moment, a woman who was once so proud was now nervous in front of them, asking if it was okay. With just such a casual remark, Jian Yao had completely abandoned herself.

Pride reveals an unconcealed need to pray and please.

Ye Jiang nodded slightly and stood up. Feng Xie was still in the same posture, but Ye Jiang noticed that his fingers were curled unnaturally and were shaking slightly.

"I... came to thank the prince..."

Jian Yao looked at Feng Xie as he spoke. His golden eyes could not see the waves of emotion. Feng Xie straightened up without getting out of bed. Jian Yao handed the tray covered with brocade in his hand to him, but he retracted his hand halfway.

When he came back, he turned to Ye Jiang and said with a smile:

"I'm so grateful to you for risking your life to save me this time. Please accept this small gift!"

Ye Jiang glanced at Feng Xie with the corner of his eyes, and when he saw that he had no intention of getting up, he reached out to take it, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to take it seriously. Your mother is pregnant with a dragon son. As a minister, my prince must be loyal!

"

As he said that, he helped Jian Yao sit down. Following Ye Jiang's words, Feng Xie cast his eyes on Jian Yao's slightly bulging belly, and pursed his thin lips subconsciously. Ye Jiang turned around to pour the tea, and Jian Yao caught Feng Xie's hand.

Xie's deliberately dodged gaze, his golden eyes seemed to hold a thousand words, but they gradually dimmed under Feng Xie's indifferent eyes.

"Did the empress come alone?" Ye Jiang finally broke the silence, holding the tea and smiling slightly at Jian Yao. "I think you are feeling better. You are in high spirits!"

Feng Xie's face turned slightly red and he muttered: "It's like this all morning!"

Ye Jiang took off his robe and stood up to pour tea, and asked: "I went to the Taiyuan Hospital first. They said they can start to replenish their health. What do you want to eat?"

Feng Xie put his hands behind his head and began to act inappropriately: "I have no appetite. I don't want anything else except women!"

Ye Jiang was so angry that he couldn't help but smile. He came over and pushed his head and said, "Okay, okay, I'll find a woman for you when I go back. Or the palace maid here can do it. Which one do you want?"

Feng Xie tilted his head seriously and thought for a moment: "Then you find Ahong from Yilan Palace. If you hold her in your arms, you can have good dreams!"

"Okay, I'll go now!"

Ye Jiang turned around and saw Feng Xie looking at her with a smile. The two of them laughed together. Although it was an obvious joke, Ye Jiang could also see Feng Xie's forced smile. Why was he thinking while laughing?

Yilan Palace? Didn’t that woman hurt him deeply enough?

"You men are so good, anyone can do it..." There was something in Ye Jiang's words, and Feng Xie understood what she meant. Since they got married, the two have been an honorary couple for a long time. Even if Feng Xie doesn't want it, Ye Jiang doesn't want it either. Feng Xie understands.

Ye Jiang could not forget Jian Muchong. What that woman couldn't do, how could Ye Jiang do it?

"Actually, women can also..." Feng Xie smiled bitterly, and Ye Jiang turned his head away because he was afraid of seeing his look.

"Once a woman falls in love, she can't do it!"

"Oh? So she really doesn't love me!"

The door creaked open and Jian Yao lowered his head and walked in. When he looked up, the three people in the room were stunned. Ye Jiang was sitting on Feng Xie's bedside. The two were cuddling intimately. Feng Xie's face changed.

A little pale, he stared at Jian Yao's equally pale face for a moment.

Jian Yao stood at the door and hesitated. After a while, he forced a smile and said, "There are no guards outside the door, so... I just came in... Is that okay?"

Hearing these words, the two people in the room couldn't help but feel a little sad. At this moment, a woman who was once so proud was now nervous in front of them, asking if it was okay. With just such a casual remark, Jian Yao had completely abandoned herself.

Pride reveals an unconcealed need to pray and please.

Ye Jiang nodded slightly and stood up. Feng Xie was still in the same posture, but Ye Jiang noticed that his fingers were curled unnaturally and were shaking slightly.

"I... came to thank the prince..."

Jian Yao looked at Feng Xie as he spoke. His golden eyes could not see the waves of emotion. Feng Xie straightened up without getting out of bed. Jian Yao handed the tray covered with brocade in his hand to him, but he retracted his hand halfway.

When he came back, he turned to Ye Jiang and said with a smile:

"I'm so grateful to you for risking your life to save me this time. Please accept this small gift!"

Ye Jiang glanced at Feng Xie with the corner of his eyes, and when he saw that he had no intention of getting up, he reached out to take it, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to take it seriously. Your mother is pregnant with a dragon son. As a minister, my prince must be loyal!

"

As he said that, he helped Jian Yao sit down. Following Ye Jiang's words, Feng Xie cast his eyes on Jian Yao's slightly bulging belly, and pursed his thin lips subconsciously. Ye Jiang turned around to pour the tea, and Jian Yao caught Feng Xie's hand.

Xie's deliberately dodged gaze, his golden eyes seemed to hold a thousand words, but they gradually dimmed under Feng Xie's indifferent eyes.
Chapter completed!