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VIP1, what is he doing?

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Laba Festival, the imperial kitchen brought Laba porridge. Mu Yunsang was not interested in eating it alone, so he asked Haiyin to invite Leng Qi to come.

Since her heart-to-heart conversation with Leng Qi that day, her relationship with Leng Qi has long been no longer so rigid. Leng Qi still respects her as empress in front of others, and she also calls herself "this palace", but the queen is

Unscrupulous.

Sure enough, she was right. Leng Qi just locked up his heart. Once the lock was opened, even if she messed up the inside, Leng Qi didn't care at all.

She didn't shy away from Leng Qi's pain at all. She even loved to dig into those pains and ask about the situation at Leng Qi's family.

She just wanted to heal her, and wanted Leng Qi to admit that in the face of injustice, neglect and indifference, a person would only be depressed if he carried the pain for too long.

She wanted Leng Qi to be released, to release all the pain, to say it, and it wouldn't hurt anymore.

Haiyin went to invite talents and returned within a moment. Her face was surprised, happy and frightened: "Master, master."

"Why don't you go?"

"Eunuch Xuan is here."

"Oh, I got it."

It was agreed that the water from the well would not interfere with the water of the river. He would take his Yangguan Road and she would cross her single-plank bridge. What was the purpose of sending Xuanchengyou here? On such a festive day, it was really disappointing.

She was still afraid that Hai Yin's presence would destroy her prestige, so she let Hai Yin go out.

Shaoqing, a pair of black sheepskin boots stepped into the Jiaofang Hall.

She was eating Laba porridge by herself, ignoring Xuan Chengyou, and took a few bites while she was still in the mood, otherwise she might not be in such a good mood soon.

She was sure that he was unhappy because he saw that she was living too happily and carefree these days, so he sent Xuan Chengyou to make her unhappy.

Xuan Chengyou and the other maids filed in, each holding a nanmu tray. On the tray were various kinds of gold, silver, jade, silk, and satin.

Xuan Chengyou looked happy and sang loudly: "The Crown Princess is blessed, and I am ordered to give Laba gifts to the Crown Princess."

"His Royal Highness, I would like to give you a large cloak with satin and fox crotch pleats."

"I will give you a double silk damask robe embroidered with silk, auspicious grass, clouds, wild geese, wide sleeves."

"Given a set of white sapphire diamond rings, bracelets and necklaces."

"Give Luo Yu a box of red sandalwood."

"Given..."

what's the situation?

Mu Yunsang looked at the trays of treasures in a daze, somewhat confused.

Seeing the shock in her eyes, Xuan Chengyou thought she was flattered and sang her promise even more joyfully.

"Your Highness has given me a set of bowls and dishes with blue and white branches."

"Xuan Chengyou."

"Yes, empress."

"Um, these, were they given to me by him?"

She still doubted whether Xuan Chengyou had sent it to the wrong place, and whether these things should have been sent to the pregnant Wu Liangdi's house.

But I heard Xuan Chengyou happily reply: "Replying to your Majesty, these are all sent here by His Highness's servants."

"oh!"

Xuan Chengyou is a very reliable person, and it seems that the delivery was correct.

Haha, he's out of his mind.

"Send them all back, I don't need them."

Xuancheng Youdun was embarrassed in place with a cold refusal.

"This this……"

Sure enough, the Crown Princess and the Prince are still at odds with each other. Why is the Crown Princess so unwilling to be blessed? The queen next to her cannot even ask for it.

When the Crown Princess first entered the palace, didn't the Queen have her horoscopes calculated and said that they were compatible for the first time in a century? Isn't this really compatible with each other? Isn't it true that they are compatible with each other?

Seeing the embarrassment on his face, Mu Yunsang raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, you don't dare to send it back, then just leave it outside! I'll hand it over when I get back."

How dare Xuan Chengyou, this is a capital crime.

He looked at Mu Yunsang with a bitter look on his face, almost begging: "My Lady, don't you want to make things difficult for me?"

Acting coquettishly would still be useful if it were a child, but it would be useless if it were an old man.

"Xuan Chengyou, please don't embarrass me!" She replied, and Xuan Chengyou almost cried.

This is a bad business trip. When I get back, I will be known as a bad person and suffer a lot of tears.

When he was feeling miserable, a sharp voice suddenly came from the door: "The prince has arrived."

He breathed a sigh of relief. Now the empress could discuss it with the prince back then whether she wanted it or not.

Mu Yunsang was eating porridge by herself again, but something more ruined her mood came. She had better not waste the country's food and drink it all, so as not to embarrass him later.

She was drinking happily when Beichen Mofeng came in. Beichen Mofeng's face turned cold, but it was rare that he didn't look dark.

Seeing the grimace on Xuan Chengyou's face and the frightened expressions on the palace maids carrying trays, he could guess what just happened.

"Everyone get out."

As soon as everyone left, he walked up to her and looked at her condescendingly.

"Is this how you become more and more unruly?"

He was probably worried about her not paying him respects again.

He got up and lazily stretched himself out.

"Good evening, Your Highness."

He was startled, and the corner of his mouth curled up. Sure enough, habits are hard to change, and his dignity, elegance, and well-behaved appearance in front of his mother were all just an act.

She also saw his smile, it was not a sneer, but a helpless smile.

Is he laughing at her?

Is he helpless to her?

It's strange, either she is blind or he has changed his gender.

"How about porridge?"

It's really raining red in the world. His tone is not as cold as before, it is very dull, but to him, dullness is equivalent to other people's enthusiasm.

"Well, His Highness is not in Deyang Palace at night, why are you here here?"

"Can't you call yourself my concubine?" There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

After being trained so many times, why could she pretend to be so impeccable in front of others, but not at all polite in front of him?

Probably, she was also deaf. That helpless tone sounded a bit doting and indulgent.

You must be deaf!

——Digression——

o(n_n)o, let’s be cute first, and then say the last sentence, it will be on the shelves today, all the children’s shoes and watches will just abandon me, eh~~~~~~~~

It will be more exciting in the future, yes, it will definitely be!


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