Ever since Ye Mohan got into the carriage, he began to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

Xiao Yueyao sat in the carriage and secretly glanced at Ye Mohan's smooth and sharp side face.

When I found this dog emperor asleep, it wasn't so terrible.

Danfeng's eyes, which were slightly raised, were closed at this time, and the eyelashes cast a faint silhouette on his face, losing two points of his usual majesty and a little more time of quietness.

Obviously he is only twenty-two years old.

In modern times, a man of this age has just graduated from college and is worried about finding a job.

But Ye Mohan has already sat on the throne and is responsible for the people and livelihood of the entire Nanyan Kingdom.

Xiao Yueyao sighed.

It's a pity that such a handsome man turned out to be a big villain.

The night is cold, and he is so miserable.

Xiao Yueyao thought about it.

How did he sleep in this carriage?

Just thinking about this, Ye Mohan's voice sounded tepid in the carriage, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Xiao Yueyao paused for a moment, feeling embarrassed that she had been caught stealing food, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, are you not asleep?"

"Hmm." Ye Mohan responded to this sentence, and there was no further talk.

Xiao Yueyao sat on the side, secretly lifted the window curtain, poked her head out, took a breath of air, and followed the scenery that followed the carriage and retreated, and fell on the ministers and princes who followed the team.

A group of people who were pressed by the black, Xiao Yueyao's sight did not fall in the first place, and finally fell on the carriage that was originally her own.

Lu Chunzheng was sitting outside the carriage with the coachman left and right, and when he saw Xiao Yueyao looking over, he was busy shaking his little hand at her.

Xiao Yueyao smiled brightly, but what she was thinking about was that she had bought a little eunuch before and asked him to secretly get a watermelon from her carriage.

At this time, it is a good time for Chagua.

Gotta find a way back.

Xiao Yueyao lowered the curtain, and the sight of the crowd that had been following her closely disappeared together.

Xiao Yueyao secretly glanced at Ye Mohan and pondered for a moment, "Your Majesty, the concubine is a little worried, will the concubine disturb your rest here?" ”

"No, it won't."

The words were concise and to the point, cutting off her thoughts.

After a while, Xiao Yueyao couldn't help but speak, "Your Majesty, the concubine wants to come up with a ......."

This time, Ye Mohan finally opened his inky deep pupils and glanced at Xiao Yueyao, his lips lightly opened, "Okay, Li ......"

Xiao Yueyao was startled, hurriedly grabbed Ye Mohan's sleeve, interrupted him, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

Ye Mohan glanced at her and said in a deep voice, "Let the team stop."

"Then ......" Xiao Yueyao was a little embarrassed, and sat back again, "In that case, don't everyone know that the concubine is going to be a concubine?" ”

"Hmm."

There was a little smile on the bottom of the night ink's cold eyes.

Looking at Xiao Yueyao in front of her, she was anxious and uneasy.

Xiao Yueyao's eyes rolled, and she sat back in her original seat, as if she had made up her mind! "Then I'm not going to be flattering."

An hour passed.

Xiao Yueyao's mind eloped with the watermelon.

Just in time for the first hour of the melon, think about it.

Xiao Yueyao snorted, "Your Majesty...... The concubine wanted to find Lu Chun'er...... Can the concubine ......?"

As he was talking, the carriage jolted, and Ye Mohan's head tilted crookedly.

Leaning heavily on Xiao Yueyao's thin shoulder, Xiao Yueyao was shocked, and instantly fell silent.

Really asleep?

Then she wouldn't dare to wake up the tyrant Ye Mohan.

It's been a long time.

Outside, the night was getting dark.

The jolting of the carriage also stopped, and the whole queue stopped.

Li Huan's voice came in from outside, "Your Majesty, Jinchuan City has arrived ......"

The words fell, but Ye Mohan didn't make any movement to wake up.

Xiao Yueyao's thin shoulders were numb.

She secretly squinted at Ye Mohan, and she couldn't figure out whether to wake up this moody tyrant.