When Ye Qing'er heard this, she hurriedly said: "Your Majesty forgives me, the courtiers didn't mean this, but when they heard the queen talk about it, they thought Concubine Xiao was ...... That's why the courtiers ......"

It's nice to say.

But there was no panic in Ye Qing'er's tone of saying the wrong thing.

The tone sounded calm and calm.

Xiao Yueyao didn't mind, leaned on Ye Mohan's arms, and stared at Ye Qing'er lazily.

"It's not that this palace can't, it's just that I'm by His Majesty's side day and night, and I really don't have free time."

As soon as Xiao Yueyao's words came out, the faces of the concubines became ugly again.

Xiao Yueyao didn't care at all, her eyes swept over the concubines, and her thin lips hooked slightly: "Sisters, I shouldn't have anything to do with this palace."

Concubines, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know how to answer this sentence.

Care?!

Of course they care, why can Xiao Yueyao stick to the emperor's side every day, and they can only use the trick of making dumplings to brush their presence in front of the emperor.

But of course they didn't dare to say anything.

The queen smiled and said: "The concubines and concubines in the harem still put Your Majesty first, and Concubine Xiao's sister doesn't have to be so outside, they are all sisters of their own family."

The queen had already spoken.

Ye Qing'er knew that if she opened her mouth at this moment, she would definitely offend other irrelevant people.

But such a good opportunity to give up, let her give up, how can she be willing.

Ye Qing'er's face was hideous, and she was about to say something, but after a glance, she saw the Queen Mother looking at her steadily.

The Queen Mother had a smile on her face, but her dark eyes were full of warnings.

Ye Qing'er could only silently close her mouth, and was about to retreat quietly.

However, Xiao Yueyao's gaze fell on her and slowly spoke.

"The main palace and the concubines and sisters of each palace are naturally their own, but some people are not their own family. Sister Qing'er's words just now, it must have been made dumplings, and this palace also wants to taste it. ”

Ye Qing'er was stunned, and her expression was obviously abnormal.

Yi Changzai was the first to come, and when he saw Ye Qing'er, the princess of the Northern Underworld, he wanted to go up and say a word or two.

Who knows, Ye Qing'er, the princess of the Northern Underworld, was unwilling to deal with her at all, and Yi Chang's face was a little unbearable, so she kept this matter in mind at this time.

Now, when I saw Xiao Yueyao's words, I also echoed my words.

"Sister Concubine Xiao doesn't know, Sister Qing'er did it herself, she just made her plate of dumplings, but now it's on the table of the prince of Beiding."

When everyone heard this, they looked at King Beiding's table with gossip on their faces.

When King Beiding heard this, he looked at his table and frowned, obviously not knowing about this matter.

Everyone looked at Ye Qing'er and King Beiding ambiguously, and remembered the beautiful talk that Ye Qing'er was rescued by the hero of King Beiding when he first entered Beijing.

Come to think of it, this beauty is affectionate to the hero.

Ye Mingchen could feel countless eyes falling on him, he was slightly stunned, and subconsciously raised his head, but his gaze fell on the goose-yellow slender figure on the upper seat.

Ye Mingchen never realized that he cared so much about Concubine Xiao's thoughts.

He got up and replied respectfully: "The minister doesn't know about this."

Ye Mohan played with Xiao Yueyao's soft little hand in his hand, his black eyes drooped, and his gaze swept over Xiao Yueyao's small mouth that was slightly pouted with lip grease.

His dark eyes grew deeper.

The mind is not at all on what is happening now.

Xiao Yueyao chuckled lightly and quipped: "What is the prince of Beiding nervous about, this palace just wants to taste it, the prince of Beiding won't want to cut his love, right?"

Ye Mingchen was stunned, glanced at Xiao Yueyao and said loudly.

"Naturally not, as long as it is what His Majesty wants, what Niangniang wants, the minister will give it with all his hands."

Ye Mingchen's words expressed his loyalty.

It's just that whether this heart is loyal or not is not a matter of words.

The little guy next to King Beiding wanted to hold the plate of dumplings on the table.

King Beiding took it directly, brought it up with his own hands, and respectfully placed it on the main table.

During this period, he secretly glanced at Xiao Yueyao.

Xiao Yueyao got up slightly from Ye Mohan's arms, and seemed to be very curious to look at the butterfly dumplings brought up by King Beiding.

The look is serious and a little girlish and curious to snoop playfully.

With just one glance, his heart couldn't help but thump.

When Ye Mingchen retreated, his pace was a little chaotic, and he quickly calmed himself down, not letting others see a thing or two.

He knew exactly what his purpose was in Beijing this time.

He was determined to be purposeful, and he had told himself countless times that he would never waver.

However, he just didn't expect that there would be a change.

Ye Qing'er didn't expect that she had worked so hard to make dumplings for Ye Mingchen.

Ye Mingchen didn't eat a bite, so he gave it to Xiao Yueyao.

She looked coldly at Xiao Yueyao above.

Xiao Yueyao looked at the butterfly dumplings in front of her, poked a few chopsticks boredly, put the chopsticks down, and said boringly: "This big and small one looks really not delicious, Your Majesty, the concubine has no appetite."

Xiao Yueyao looked up at him lazily from Ye Mohan's arms.

The heat in Ye Mohan's eyes has not dissipated, pinching her chin, coaxing the charming, and her voice is hoarse.

"What do you want to eat, huh? I'll let the Imperial Dining Room make it for you. ”

"I just want to eat chicken soup."

When Gonggong Li heard this, he hurriedly ordered to go down, and before leaving, he didn't forget to take away the pot of dumplings that made Xiao Yueyao lose her appetite.

Ye Qing'er felt extremely embarrassed.

Everyone looked at the scene where Ye Mohan pampered Xiao Yueyao, and they were stunned for a while.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Yu Qing saw that Gonggong Li had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot, and he couldn't hold it back for a long time, so he lowered his voice.

"Grandpa Li, I don't want to eat dumplings either, can you give me some chicken soup too?"

Gonggong Li looked at Yu Qing, and then turned his head to look at the upper seat.

Yu Qing also looked at him as well.

I saw that Xiao Yueyao was blinking and looking in her direction.

And Ye Mo's cold eyes looked at him deeply.

Yu Qing remembered this time, everything he had done, and then sat back silently.

"The dumplings are very delicious, this son loves to eat dumplings the most, cough cough cough ......"

As he spoke, he stuffed several dumplings into his mouth.

Gonggong Li has already gone out to order.

Yu Qing's face was desperate, thinking that the chicken soup would not have her own share.

In a short time, the warm, steaming chicken soup was served, and a hint of the aroma of swallowing could not help but spread through the air.

Yu Qing is dying of hunger.

The chicken soup was served, Xiao Yueyao hadn't moved yet, and Ye Mohan had already picked up a small bowl, ready to scoop a bowl for Xiao Yueyao himself.

When Gonggong Li saw it, he was shocked.

"Your Majesty, let the minions come."

Ye Mohan didn't even look at Gonggong Li, and had already scooped a bowl himself.

Everyone also looked at this scene dumbfounded.