But Yan Yiyi felt that she was very powerful today, and she saved her son, so she had to treat herself well.

So she knocked on her empty bowl.

Said to eat another bowl.

No way┐(~)┌

But if she is a little older, she will serve it by herself, mainly because her body is too small now, and it is □not easy to barely be able to lie on the table to eat.

Yan Zheng loves her daughter very much, and she is afraid that her daughter will not be able to eat enough every day.

No matter how much Yan Yiyi eats, as long as his daughter doesn't say that she is full, he wishes that his baby girl would eat more.

The kind that wants to raise the baby girl for nothing.

Here, Yan Zheng was waiting for his daughter's meal, and his eyes fell on his daughter's little face concentrating on eating, a face that had always been majestic and cold and handsome when facing others, full of fatherly love and kindness at the moment.

Seeing that the girl was pulling the rice into her mouth, a lot of rice grains were touched to her mouth.

He stretched out his hand with a doting look and wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth for his daughter.

It's just—

He admired the rare taste of his lovely girl, and it didn't take long for him to hear a slave outside trembling in: "Your Majesty, the Empress Qingqiu is here."

Yan Zheng almost subconsciously wanted to slap the table and get angry, and let her go! Missing!

It's a pity that before she could say anything, she saw Qing Wuyue take this Heart Nourishing Palace, as if she was her own home, and came in directly from the outside.

None of the minions outside the Heart Cultivation Hall dared to stop them.

The point is that you can't stop it.

Today's Qing Wuyue wore a cyan long skirt, the skirt did not look like her Beiyan woman, the style was colorful, the style was simple, and the fabric was expensive. It makes her thin and delicate body look good.

The beauty of the blue moon does not need decoration at all.

The empress of a country, needless to say, has a noble status, but the problem is that the country is so overwhelming.

For example, the husband to be served by a woman in a male country is the Ninety-Five, and the identity is already noble, plus she has outstanding appearance, tall and handsome, such capital is undoubtedly not a treasure for women.

It's the kind of fish that has the best of both worlds.

And Qing Wuyue is like the emperor of the male kingdom and the husband that women fantasize about.

The status is not low, and the appearance is beautiful.

In Qingqiu Country, there is no need for Yan Yiyi to suspect that there must be many men who really like her.

Behind Qing Wuyue, there was also Qing Li.

Yesterday's Qingli was dressed in a white brocade robe, a young man who was handsome and elegant, and as beautiful as a monstrous sky.

Today, he is wearing an apricot yellow robe, and in the youthful elegance, he has a touch of gorgeous beauty out of thin air.

The robe covered his snow-white neck, and the hair ornaments were different from last night.

There were two touches of hair hanging down on both sides of his sideburns, and as he approached, mixed with some subtle breeze, swaying slightly on both sides of his good-looking and handsome face, beautiful as a dream, and more and more unreal.

This Qingli

How long the hell is it?

Yan Yiyi is now only interested in admiring the beautiful young man in front of her.

It is no wonder that the author of the original book can describe his beauty with nearly 10,000 words of non-repetitive pen and ink.

As for Qingli's beauty, let alone 10,000 words of praise and praise, even if all the words of praise and praise are used on him, it is impossible to describe one-ten-thousandth of his beauty!

This kind of beauty has long been beyond the mortal and cannot be described in words.