After Feng Qian was kissed, he was finally let go by the emperor with mercy.

She struggled and tried to sit up, panting and indignant, "When did I spill and play tricks? You're a lie! ”

"Look, isn't that now?" Jun Moying smiled lightly and hugged the person in her arms, not letting her move.

I don't know when he started to be a little greedy for the feeling of lying flat in bed with her. You can do nothing, you don't even have to speak, as long as you hold her so quietly, your heart is comfortable.

Life is like a dream, and the years are quiet.

"Jun Moying."

"Huh?"

"For the sake of our getting along, if you can't be so nice to me one day, remember to let me out of the palace. Otherwise, I'd have to be torn to pieces by those women. ”

Jun Moying's eyebrows jumped wildly a few times.

For the sake of a better match? Sounds so infuriating!

He is really crazy to feel that the years are quiet, and he is simply angry with her every minute!

"Out of the palace?" Jun Moying's face darkened, and he grabbed her jaw, almost unable to control his strength.

"There are no doors!"

Feng Qian blinked: "...... Is there a window? ”

"Feng Qian, don't think about it in your life!"

Feng Qian knew now that he was really angry.

Thinking about it, this is one of the few times he has called her by her first name.

The first time was when she and the two women in Duanwangfu made trouble, and now this is the second time.

Pouting, Feng Qian held the big palms on his chin, and said with a smile: "If you don't want to, you don't want to, I'll just give you an example, why are you angry?" ”

"Don't take this kind of thing as an example in the future!"

After speaking, he suddenly rolled over and got out of bed, without giving Feng Qian a chance to say more than half a word.

Feng Qian looked at his back, first stunned, then lowered his eyes, and smiled meaninglessly.

"Niangniang, the emperor asked the slave maid to come in and wait for you to wash. After breakfast for a while, the emperor accompanied the mother to Fengming Palace to pay New Year's greetings to the queen mother. Dongyang brought a basin of hot water and walked in, "Which set of clothes do you want to wear today?" ”

"You can just do it." Feng Qian didn't care much about these things. Even, because Jun Moying asked the Shangyi Bureau to make too many clothes for her, there were many clothes in the closet that she had never seen before.

"Then let's do it!" Dongyang finally picked a set of flower jackets with a goose yellow background, and the headdress and jewelry were given by the emperor on that day.

Everything is extraordinary, worn on Feng Qian's body, but it will not rob her of her own brilliance at all.

The atmosphere of breakfast was very strange, and even a few palace people who were waiting on the side felt it.

The emperor's face was not very good from beginning to end, but Feng Qian, who was still as heartless as before, only cared about eating.

But it is precisely because of this that it is even more strange - the emperor can't get along with himself, right? That must be the master's anger that he will be like that!

But why can the master still eat so happily as if nothing happened?

Obviously, they forgot that in Feng Qian's world, food has always been the sky.

When it was time to go out, Feng Qian finally remembered to coax a certain man who was playing a small temper.

Usually Jun Moying hugged her, but today the man went on strike, and Feng Qian couldn't forcibly grab his hand to hug her.

After thinking about it, he had to learn to hug her like he used to do, and stretched out his hand heroically and hugged the man's waist.

Li Detong followed behind, and his legs softened.