Qi Tianhong's eyes widened, looking at the curtain ding, and he was secretly unhappy in his heart! I understood that this third brother would only accommodate that kid so much because of the face of the third sister-in-law! But he actually suppressed his momentum in front of outsiders! Now he still obeys what kind of cake he wants! Qi Tianhong was not convinced, so he picked up a bowl of rice porridge in front of him, raised his hand, and took a sip of it.

But at the same time, Qi Tianhong's ears heard Qi Tiantao's indifferent voice.

"Isn't this hot, kid?!" Qi Tiantao didn't understand what this kid was thinking? Obviously, he was distracted! But this hot porridge that had just been served, how could he drink it in this sip.

Qi Tianhong listened to what he said, and suddenly came back to his senses, and before he could react, a mouthful of hot porridge had already been swallowed raw in his mouth. Tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes when he was hot.

"I really didn't know that today's rice porridge tastes so good, it will be so delicious that I cry!" Qi Tiantao scooped up a spoonful of porridge and gently blew it on the side of his mouth, while making fun of Qi Tianhong beside him. Seeing his flushed face, I actually felt a little funny for a while.

"Whew...... Ha ...... "Qi Tianhong inhaled and exhaled heavily, as if to relieve and relieve the temperature in his mouth, and he had no time to care about his mockery.

"Your Majesty, this cake ......" An attendant held a tray and stood beside Qi Tiantao with his knees bent.

"Oh, just put it in front of him. Qi Tiantao raised his hand and pointed to the curtain that was sitting opposite.

Mu Ziding picked up a baked cake, not in a hurry to eat, but just tore it hard in his hand, as if venting his anger, the cake was torn in an instant. The thin lips that were slightly upturned, squinting his eyes, staring at Qi Tianhong, looked gloating......

In the courtyard, Mu Qingyang and Mu Yuelun in the wing room finished breakfast, and no one made a sound for a long time.

Mu Qingyang was originally an optimist, plus a self-familiar character, but this time, when it was time to talk about it, she was "stuck" and didn't know where to start, just looking at Mu Yuelun just gently rubbing her fingers.

After coming for a long time, she finally couldn't help but open her mouth in her impatience.

"Sister, have you ever thought about going to sue sù bastard, cough, King Chen, saying that you are living a very ...... now? Is it happy?" Mu Qingyang thought about it again and again in his mind, and finally used the word "happiness". As he spoke, he carefully observed the changes in the expression on Mu Yuelun's face.

Sure enough, as Mu Qingyang expected, Mu Yuelun's expression changed slightly, his cheeks, which were as white as jade, were flushed with a hint of redness, and his expression was obviously dull.

Seeing that she was silent, but she didn't speak out against her use of the word "happiness", as if she acquiesced to something, it seemed that her previous conjecture was somewhat reasonable. Thinking that they were indeed intricate and emotionally involved, and understanding her hardships, Mu Qingyang felt pity for a moment and began to sing a "one-man show" by herself.

"My sister had a relationship with King Chen before, but it's only been half a year, how can you ......" Mu Qingyang said in the end, and saw Mu Yuelun's eyes flashing with tears!

Mu Qingyang directly swallowed what he was about to say. Fortunately, she didn't say it, but it was indeed a little inappropriate for the "empathy and love" to be used on a person with such a prominent identity, and she began to think carefully about how she should euphemistically express the doubts in her heart without causing "harm" to Mu Yuelun.