The old housekeeper was so pleased with this that he didn't make a gesture when he heard it, and directly pushed Yue Yao to Wei Xuanmo's study.

The door of the study was open, and Yue Yao was puzzled, the study was a confidential place in the palace, and Wei Xuanmo would choose this place to handle all affairs, even the reception officials. When there is no one in the study, the door is closed, and there are guards secretly guarding it, and Yue Yao has seen it once.

From far to near, getting closer and closer, not peeking at its face, but peeking at its sound, the footsteps are becoming clearer and clearer, the tapping sound of the wooden tree is crisp, stepping on the stone road, it is unintentionally made of beautiful mountain water. Wei Xuanmo's hand holding the pen also trembled slightly, and the words he wrote were crooked, not at all like the flowing water and wind bones of the past.

On the ninth day of the Cold War, the last time they met was a dispute, and Wei Xuanmo later secretly imagined the scene of the two of them meeting again.

In Yueyao's world, there is no respect or inferiority, only black and white, good and evil. In his imagination, she might carry a big knife, smash rocks and make him bow his head and admit his mistakes, or make dark dishes to force him to eat them all in one bite. I can't even let go of the soup. She acted fearlessly, and even to him, she was much more casual and willful than others.

He used to be secretly proud, but now he thinks that it is just self-inflicted. However, it seems that as long as she appears, he can compromise for her without conditions.

Since returning in anger that day, Wei Xuanmo has not given away the dagger he got from Antuya, and he has not found a chance later. He looked at the sandalwood box in the upper right corner of his desk, and he was a little disdainful of his behavior. He was so angry that he was about to go crazy that day, but he was still reluctant to throw away this box, just because he thought that Yue Yao would definitely like it.

After he received the gift from Antuya, the scene of Yueyao's ecstasy at receiving this dagger clearly appeared in his mind, and he felt that he was so funny, to this point, he still remembered her smile.

He thought about Yueyao's return every day, but he didn't expect such a scene.

Yue Yao had an unusually bright smile on his face since he entered the door, and every plate that came out of the food box was extremely exquisitely made, Wei Xuanmo sniffed carefully, the sauerkraut fish was sour and spicy, the cola chicken wings were sweet and sweet, and the pearl balls were extremely fragrant......

He stood at the table, a little unsure of what to do, not the appearance of the dark cuisine he imagined, but even more uneasy.

Yue Yao didn't seem to see the surprise on Wei Xuanmo's face, walked up to him, took his hand and asked him to sit down, helped him set the dishes and chopsticks, and helped him prepare vegetables.

Wei Xuanmo looked at the white and tender fish fillets in the bowl, and couldn't put down his mouth for a long time, there must be a demon when things go wrong, he thought that maybe Yue Yao added a spicy pepper that he couldn't eat to this light fish fillet, so it was reasonable.

He didn't eat for a long time, Yue Yao was a little anxious, he grabbed the bowl to feed him, opened his mouth slightly, and said, "Ah......"

For the approach of Yue Yao, Wei Xuanmo leaned back until he couldn't avoid it, lowered his eyelids, closed his eyes and ate it in one go, the taste of the fish fillet fermented in his mouth, it was a rare delicacy.

"Well, yes, come on, take another bite." The tone of his voice is like coaxing a child who loses his temper and doesn't eat.

Wei Xuanmo felt a little ashamed, but he still obediently opened his mouth and waited for Yue Yao to feed.

Feeding this kind of thing seems to be addictive, Yue Yao looked at Wei Xuanmo chewing his mouth and puffing out his cheeks, and it was very funny to lose his cold appearance in the past, and his subordinates didn't want to stop.

"Hmm...... Hmm...... "Wei Xuanmo muttered, shook his head vigorously, and couldn't speak clearly.

Yue Yao waved his hand away and asked, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" He also took another spoon and scooped a small mouthful of longan lotus seed soup and handed it to his mouth.

Wei Xuanmo raised his head to dodge around, he couldn't swallow for a while, the air entered his throat, and he coughed violently.

He frowned, avoided Yue Yao and stood up and left the stool, covering his mouth with one hand, accompanied by a burst of heart-rending violent coughing, his body trembled, and his face turned red.

Seeing this, Yue Yao hurriedly beckoned the maid outside to bring warm tea, and her little face wrinkled tightly, a little distressed. She took the teacup and fed it into Wei Xuanmo's mouth without explaining it in advance. Wei Xuanmo spit the stalk food into the spittoon, and finally felt a little more comfortable, but was suddenly poured hot tea, and the hot tea flowed down his lips and into his tongue, and into his throat, he jumped up, picked up the herbal tea on the table and poured it into his mouth.

In late autumn, Wei Xuanmo was still wearing a white dress made of silk yarn, soaked in yellow tea, as if he could vaguely see his strong chest. The clothes on his chest were already soaked, sticky, and greasy and uncomfortable, and he looked down at the frowning brow even tighter, and was about to go to his room to change.

Yue Yao's eyes were sharp, and he jumped up in an instant, and his words were very attentive: "Wei Xuanmo, your clothes are wet, I'll help you wash your clothes." ”

As she spoke, she was about to pick off his clothes, and she picked them up from her chest, almost touching his warm chest and counting the texture of his skin.

Wei Xuanmo shrank back straight, which Cheng wanted Yue Yao to look like he would not give up, a little frightened, he tried his best to grab the clothes at the neckline, and he felt panicked for the first time when he was superior in martial arts, and shouted: "Yue Yao!" ”

Just screaming out couldn't stop Yue Yao, who was carried away by beauty, and in the end, it was a few micro-steps and flew to the eaves.

He was frightened by Yue Yao's sudden behavior, and he was shocked, his eyebrows were put together, and his eyes looking at Yue Yao were angry and strange.

Wei Xuanmo's shy look looked in Yue Yao's eyes, and his heart was tickling, secretly proud and funny. Whoever sees this meeting will immediately tell who is bullying whom, and it is clear at a glance whether they are attacking or being attacked. She reflected on it a little, the daily life of the rotten girl. It turns out that he still has hidden attributes to be discovered.

She endured it for a long time, but she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile, and suddenly a cold cold light shot straight at the opposite side, Yue Yao immediately retracted, straightened her posture, and was no longer the frivolous appearance just now.

Seeing that her expression was dignified and well-behaved, Wei Xuanmo still didn't dare to approach her again, but he wouldn't forget the good things she had done just now, and the appearance of the well-behaved little family jasper on the surface, who was secretly lawless than anyone else.

He was dressed in disheveled clothes, as if he had been bullied by others. Seeing that their prince was so down-and-out, the little maids who passed by whispered and guessed what they liked, and then let go of their laughter and ran away one by one, looking back as they ran, depending on whether he had caught up.