"How did you get out?"

Yun Qing looked at Fu Mingli, who was breathing fire in his eyes beside him, "Ran out step by step without hurrying, didn't Your Majesty ask those guards?" ”

Fu Mingli: "I mean out of the palace!" How did you get out of the palace? ”

Yun Qing looked at him with disgust: "Your Majesty is so angry, you must have known it a long time ago, why do you have to ask me?" ”

Fu Mingli grinded his teeth and said, "You know that I don't like you to get too close to the eldest emperor, why do you want to take his carriage!" ”

"Yo, I'm so angry that I even came out." Yun Qing shook his head: "Your Majesty, don't take the approachable route in front of me, I don't feel comfortable looking." ”

Fu Mingli only felt that a punch had hit the cotton, and he didn't know how to vent his anger, and he couldn't wait to pound the wall.

"You haven't answered my question yet!"

"What's your Majesty's problem?"

"Why are you riding in the eldest brother's carriage?"

Yun Qing chewed the sugar gourd and replied to him inarticulately: "I didn't want to sit, I wanted to run from the path by myself, but I happened to run into His Royal Highness King Ning, so I thought that instead of trying my best to carefully hide and run out of the palace, it would be better to rub King Ning's carriage, at least the cushion on it is really comfortable." ”

Knowing that she and Mingda had not made an appointment in advance, the surging fire in Fu Mingli's chest weakened a little: "Look at your unproductive appearance, it seems that I have treated you badly on weekdays." ”

Yun Qing curled her lips and tilted her head to glance at him: "Not angry?" ”

Fu Mingli hurriedly retracted the curvature of the corners of his mouth, straightened up and said, "This matter is not over here, don't interfere with it." ”

"Your Majesty still thinks that he is a child, he is annoyed at every turn, and he wants to let adults coax him, but he refuses to speak well, and he dies of embarrassment."

"Yunqing!" No emperor would like a beloved woman to compare himself to a child, Fu Mingli knew that Yun Qing didn't like men younger than her, and he was already very concerned about this matter in his heart, but now that Yun Qing mentioned it himself, it was like a fire on the cotton, and he set His Majesty on fire in an instant.

When there was only one sugar gourd left, Yunqing really didn't want to eat it, so he handed the bamboo stick to Fu Mingli, "Please eat the sugar gourd, Your Majesty, don't be angry." ”

Fu Mingli: "......"

"There's a wonton stand over there!" Yun Qing Dynasty Fu Mingli beckoned: "Let's go, I'm just hungry." ”

Fu Mingli looked at the skewer with only one sugar gourd left in his hand, and silently put his hand behind his back.

Wang Jin was very discerning and wanted to reach out and take the skewer, but before his hand was stretched out, he received a warning glance from His Majesty, and he suddenly didn't dare to move again.

Yun Qing ordered three bowls of wontons with a smile, and after seeing Fu Mingli sit down, he also beckoned Wang Jin: "Come on, Manager Wang sits down and eats wontons." ”

Wang Jin hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head: "No, no, no, the slave won't eat it." ”

Yun Qing looked at Fu Mingli.

Fu Mingli and Yun Qing glanced at each other, slowly moved their gaze to Wang Jin, and simply spit out two words: "Sit." ”

Wang Jin sat down busily.

The steaming wontons came up quickly, and Yun Qing took a spoon and took a sip of the moderately salty and fragrant wonton soup, squinting his eyes in satisfaction.

Fu Mingli looked at her expression of enjoyment and took a sip of the bowl in wonder, tasting the taste and thinking puzzledly, but it was just a bowl of broken wontons, are you so happy?

Their master and servant had been looking for people for a day, and they were already hungry, so they sat at an old wooden table balanced by small stones in this dilapidated stall, each holding a bowl of wontons to eat.