"Ahem, cough, I don't know how this coachman drove the carriage, I'm sorry" Yun Muxi nodded frequently in apology with an embarrassed face.

Who knows, Nan Wufeng raised his head and smiled, the laughter was like the texture of metal collision, "Why, I just wrote a love poem to this king, and now I learn to throw myself into my arms"

, the long arm at a glance, trapped Yun Muxi in his arms.

Mu Xi's face flushed and said angrily, "When did I write you a love letter, don't make something out of nothing, those are all Yun Qiuluo's signatures"

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He turned his head sideways and whispered in her ear, "If this sentence 'I think of you when I go, I think about you when I sit', if this king remembers correctly, it is not signed, and this king never thought that my princess would think about the tea and not think about the rice that this king thought."

The tender voice seemed to be crispy.

Yun Muxi froze and lay on his chest like wood, his cheeks flushed faintly, and he didn't know what to do.

Damn Nan Wufeng, the ghost doesn't think about it, Yun Muxi can't wait to find a hole to get into, and blames himself for his negligence, so he drilled Confucius.

Seeing the shy person in his arms, Nan Wufeng was in a good mood, and Lang Lang's crisp laughter came out of the carriage, as clear and pleasant as a clear spring hitting a rock.

"Yun Muxi, your thoughts and love poems, this king has accepted it"

With that, he let go of the wood, jumped out of the carriage, and strode towards the mansion, his posture so chic and elegant.

Only Yun Muxi was stunned, his departure, the warmth dissipated, and the coolness of her wrist made her sober up a little, what does it mean that he accepted it, does this mean that her Yun Muxi's confession was successful?

Bah, she never confessed to him!

Self-proclaimed amorous guy!

Yun Muxi hurriedly got out of the carriage, but he had already left, and he took pity on the unresponsive Muxi, so he had to go back to the courtyard.

Returned to Yingluo Courtyard, Qingmei began to talk to Yu'er about Yun Muxi's heroic events, Yu'er listened very seriously, looked at Yun Muxi with adoring eyes, Qingmei was very nervous when she told **.

Yun Muxi on the side is embarrassed, this Qingmei is really flamboyant, boasting about people's skills and making progress, and hurriedly interrupted, "Qingmei, don't say it, go to the kitchen to get something to eat, I didn't even eat dinner"

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"Okay, then I'll go to the kitchen with the fish"

The unfinished Qingmei left a little reluctantly.

Yun Muxi lay on the table, waiting for dinner, looking at the glow that had not yet dissipated at dusk, and the bits and bits on the carriage flashed in his cold mind, ouch, what was Yun Muxi thinking?

You're the one going back, thinking about what to do, stopimagining!

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In a daze, when she was about to fall asleep, the aroma was fragrant, and Qingmei brought a few plates of side dishes, and Yun Muxi, who had been hungry for a day, woke up and had a great appetite.

"It seems that this king has come at the right time, and this king is hungry"

I saw Nan Wufeng striding towards the house.

Retired from the dark blue brocade in the palace, and changed into a clean and bright white brocade suit, with flowing clothes and hair, with a bit of crazy taste.

It's really ghostly, Yun Muxi whispered.

Nan Wufeng unceremoniously sat in the empty seat next to Mu Xi, picked up Yun Muxi's chopsticks and put a piece of tofu in his mouth, and tasted it carefully, his movements were extremely elegant.

"Dear, that's my chopsticks"

Yun Muxi looked disdainful.

Nan Wufeng chuckled, "Your hands are disabled and you can't hold chopsticks, so let your husband eat them for you."

, sandwiched a piece of tofu and handed it to Yun Muxi's mouth.

"You're crippled, I don't like to eat tofu"

Yun Muxi turned his face away.

Nan Wufeng raised his eyebrows lightly, and a smile on his lips, "Are you sure?" I was very happy to eat last night, why don't I like to eat tofu today?"

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Yun Muxi gritted his teeth, he was really a cunning fox, so he could see through it, last night's sacrifice was in vain, and she sacrificed her hue, so she was unwilling to think about it.

"I'm not hungry anymore, go to bed"

Yun Muxi got up and left, can't I hide if I can't be provoked!

Nan Wufeng put down his chopsticks and looked at the departing person, his shallow lips hooked slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his evil and handsome face at this time.

It was late at night, and a bright moon hung high, somewhat shady.

At this time, a dark shadow sneaked into the Youlan Hall (Nai Nan Wufeng's living room) "Lord Wang, evidence has been found that the words on the note are fake, and Gonggong Cao is the queen mother's person"

"Destroy the evidence, the matter has been settled"

The tone of indifference is indifferent, and I can't hear any emotion.

"Yes, Lord Wang"

"Beiying, are you still satisfied with the coachman?"

The hoarse and deep voice was mixed with a fierceness that could not be ignored.

Beiying was stunned, he did deliberately use internal force to shake the carriage a few times, the prince never took the carriage on weekdays, but today he made an exception for the princess, but he still couldn't hide it from the prince, "his subordinates are guilty"

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After a long time, Nan Wufeng did not respond, and Beiying knew that the prince would no longer pursue the matter, so he retreated on his own.