Cherish the evening palace.

Qianwan lay on the beauty couch, dangling tea in her hand, casually flipping through the book in her hand, and yawning a little tiredly.

From time to time, a few faint glances fell on her.

Tsk, this doll is always staring at her aunt and grandmother, and she wants to stop talking, what do you want to say?

Qianwan frowned and looked at a certain prince who was also concentrating on reading a book. The other party's gaze was glued to the book, and his back was straight, as if he was fascinated by reading.

This milk doll doesn't have a cold, she should have a good rest, why is she still so energetic?

I had to get up just now, saying that it was uncomfortable lying down and that I wanted to read a book.

It's still uncomfortable to lie down??!

Under the weather??

…… I really don't understand the brain circuits of these mortals, and it may be more strange.

"Third prince, this palace has a question."

Hearing this, Yan Meng immediately raised his head, "What does Niang Niang want to ask?" ”

Qianwan poured a sip of tea and glanced at it, "Bengong wants to ask...... You have a book that is reversed, can you read it? ”

Yan Meng lowered his head and saw the book in his hand, and his delicate little face was dyed with a suspicious red, "I...... I can! ”

It seems that this doll is ill and unclear......

Qianwan shook her head, turned another page of "Love Story" resting on her lap, and slowly poured tea.

Yue Lao: How did this kind of book spread to the palace walls?!!

"The emperor has arrived!"

The shrill voice outside the hall was a little abrupt, and then I heard kneeling outside the door, Li Yuan opened the door curtain, walked in quickly, her face was happy, and whispered in her ear, "Niangniang, it's the emperor who is here." ”

Father's ...... Is it coming?

Yan Meng's expression was a little complicated, his mood was a little weird, and he unconsciously clenched the book in his hand.

Why is this Earth Emperor here?

Qianwan glanced at the sky, smoothed the wrinkles on her wide sleeves, calmly pressed the book under the thin quilt, and then slowly straightened up from the collapse.

Seeing that the milk doll on the side seemed to be shocked by the news that the Earth Emperor was coming, Mu Leng didn't react, so he stretched out his hand to him.

Yan Meng came back to his senses, and when he saw the hand stretched out towards him, the apprehension in his heart instantly dissipated, and he bent the corners of his mouth, and slowly reached out to clench it.

For a while, the eyebrows and eyes were upturned, the ears were slightly red, and the appearance of this sick beauty was alive and fragrant.

Yue Lao: Yan Kong Shenji, steady!

Qianwan raised her eyebrows slightly, pulled Yan Meng to the front of the screen, and happened to see the emperor walking in, and bent her knees slightly, "The concubine sees the emperor." ”

Yan Meng also bowed, "The child sees his father." ”

"No courtesy." Yan Jingtian glanced at this somewhat strange son, and said in a deep voice, "I'm still sick, so these false courtesies will be waived." ”

"Thank you, Father." Yan Meng stood up straight.

"Concubine." Yan Jingtian approached, hugged Qianwan in his arms, and called affectionately.

Yan Meng looked at Yan Jingtian's intimate movements, lowered his head, and held back the itch in his throat, but his face was a little pale.

A certain immortal held back the diaphragm in his heart, hooked his lips and chuckled, "Your Majesty, this is finally remembering that the concubine is here?" ”

Yan Jingtian held her hand, the soft touch made his heart move slightly, and said apologetically, "I was too busy to come in, so I was negligent, it was me." ”

Qianwan retracted her hand with some disgust, and took a step back, but her face was full of grievances, "But the emperor, the concubine is unwell, and the emperor still keeps some distance from the concubine......"

"What did Concubine Ai say?" Yan Jingtian was obviously stunned.

"The emperor also knows," Qianwan wiped the corner of her lower lip with a handkerchief and coughed lowly, "The concubine is also afraid that she will be infected with the cold, if it is passed on to the emperor, the concubine will ...... I'm sorry. ”

My aunt and grandmother will apologize.