"Hey, you are so stupid

Murong Qiulian's smile was as warm as a sunbeam, dazzling and bright, and her innocent and silly words contained no lethality, seemingly perfect and sincere.

Leng Yuhan stood in front of Murong Qiulian, stretched out his hand to pull him up, and clasped his chin.

"

Murong Qiulian did not answer, her eyes stayed on the woman's fingers, a wave of dazzling light aroused in her eyes, and her cheeks were half red.[

"What's wrong?"

Why is he blushing for no reason?

Leng Yuhan stared at Murong Qiulian and looked at his movements and clothes. Is there anything inappropriate?

"My mother touched Lian'er like this last night, and then

In front of Leng Yuhan's eyes, Murong Qiulian happily gestured to men and women kissing, hugging, cuddling, and touching, and her face looked extremely excited.

"That's enough! Don't say it! Don't tell others about this. Do you hear me?"

Letting go of Murong Qiulian, Leng Yuhan tied up the snow-covering shawl and walked out the door.

"Mother, what should I do with Lian'er?"

Murong Qiulian casually wrapped herself in a coat and chased outside the door. Murong Qiulian bit her lip and asked nervously before Leng Yuhan walked into the sedan chair.

"Go back to Dexing Hall, and you are not allowed to come to the Imperial Study Room in the future."

Leng Yuhan still hasn't figured out how things happened. The only thing she can think of now is, where did Yinzhe go last night?

If Yinzhe had not lost his job, there would have been no relationship between her and Murong Qiulian!

Throughout the morning, Leng Yuhan had been thinking about what happened at night, but strangely, she had no memory of what happened last night?

"Fu Qing, did you sleep well?"

Yinzhe and Fu Ruya appeared in front of Leng Yuhan together, and the awkward look between the two made Leng Yuhan guess something.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I hope you are well."

It’s just that I’m terribly tired! Who knew that man’s needs were so strong when he was sleeping?

Fu Ruya glanced at Yinzhe. Yinzhe's cold eyes were locked on the court, ignoring Fu Ruya's eager eyes.

"Well, that'll be fine."[

Yinzhe and Fu Ruya, one is cold and one is hot, one is hard and the other is strong. If they want to collide with each other and create sparks, it is not difficult. They just need to find the trick and crack it.

After the morning court, Leng Yuhan went to Huangrui Palace to see Yuan Bihan. Yuan Bihan saw Leng Yuhan and said, 'Your Majesty, have you come to see Bihan?' which extinguished Leng Yuhan's enthusiasm.

My heart felt cold, Yuan Bihan still couldn't recognize the person in front of me!

"Wang Linshan, how is your father's condition?"

Sitting down with Yuan Bihan in his arms, Leng Yuhan's patience was about to hit the rocks.

"Back to the emperor, he is getting better. It is normal for the doctor's illness to relapse. I believe that if he continues to take the medicine for a while, the doctor will be able to fully recover."

Wang Linshan stared deeply at Yuan Bihan. In this world, there would be no one more hopeful that he would wake up soon than her.

"Well! I believe you!"

After having lunch with Yuan Bihan, Leng Yuhan returned to the imperial study in a sedan chair. The palace attendant opened the door, and there was a smell of vegetables in the room. Murong Qiulian was lying on the dining table, staring with helpless eyes.

As he looked at the food on the table, saliva flowed from the corner of his greedy lips. The image was very depressing.

"Didn't you eat?"

Changsheng brewed hot tea and brought it to the palace. Leng Yuhan took a sip of the hot tea to warm up the cold air in his body, and then he opened his lips and asked.

"Well, wait for mother. Has mother eaten?"

With sadness in her eyes, Murong Qiulian wiped the drool on her lips with her sleeve, stood in front of Leng Yuhan with a disappointed expression, and gently pulled her sleeve.

"Haha, no! I will eat with you. If you are not so greedy that your mouth is watering, why don't you eat quickly?"

The hope that could not be concealed on the man's face made Leng Yuhan unable to bear to destroy it.

Leng Yuhan could tell that Murong Qiulian wanted to have dinner with her. It was just a meal, so it was treated as tea in advance.

Picking up the chopsticks, Leng Yuhan picked up a piece of scallion oil clam and put it in Murong Qiulian's bowl. Murong Qiulian ate it happily, smiling fondly, and all the soup from the clam leaked from his lips.

"Didn't I ask you to go back to Dexing Palace?"
Chapter completed!