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Misunderstand?

What can be misunderstood.

Uncle Huang will be sloppy.

The chin of the jade tree was raised high, and he had a proud posture.

How do you look like a little resentful woman.

Murong Yan suddenly understood what she meant, her charming eyes pouted with a faint smile, and the pear vortex appeared: "Uncle, the emperor is so cute." ”

"Look, she called your uncle ......" Li Yushu wanted to accuse Li Aotian of his crimes, and she suddenly felt that the salutation that came out of her mouth was twisting.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

A few 'ah' sounds couldn't bring Li Yushu back from the shock.

She blinked her eyes, looked at Murong Yan dumbfounded, then looked at Li Aotian, swallowed her saliva, and raised her finger to point at them: "You two are relatives." ”

"Yes." Li Aotian responded indifferently, what was thinking in her little head: "Yan'er is from Weichen's mother's mother's family, naturally she is Weichen's niece, the emperor won't even be unclear about her seniority." ”

She was dumbfounded.

Who knew that Uncle Huang's family had a big business.

There are still people on the mother's side, and they have a big family, and they are all so bullish.

Convinced, really convinced.

"Yes, I can figure it out." In order to prevent Uncle Huang from treating him as a fool, Li Yushu had no choice but to lick his smiling face and pretend to understand people, and his eyes were full of wit: "That is to say, Minister Murong Yan and I are of the same generation, and Uncle Huang himself is of the same generation, and we are younger than Uncle Huang." ”

Flutter.

Murong Yan couldn't hold back and laughed.

Is this little emperor disgusting his uncle?

"Why?" Murong Yan smiled charmingly, like a blooming peony flower: "Uncle is young and handsome, chic and dignified, but he is no worse than us." ”

It's really not like a family doesn't enter the door.

Boy.

They will take the imperial uncle to heaven.

"Yes, yes, yes." Li Yushu nodded, his eyes swept over the faces of the two of them, and they really looked a little similar, no wonder Murong Yansheng was beautiful.

There is no such situation.

As he spoke, he suddenly fell silent, strange and terrifying.

Murong Yan glanced at the two people in front of her, and evoked a friendly smile: "Lord, the emperor, Weichen ordered someone to escort you back to the palace, and Weichen still has tailings to deal with." ”

"Yes." Dali Temple is very busy and rigorous, Li Aotian can't disturb her work, glanced back at Li Yushu, and patted her shoulder: "Your Majesty, let's go." ”

"Where?" Li Yushu asked dumbfounded.

"Go back to the palace." Li Aotian said lightly.

*

Only Murong Yan herself was left in the tea room.

Her charming eyes like a fox swept around the tea room, and slammed the wooden door shut with internal force, evoking a charming smile: "Come out." ”

Before the words fell, a ghostly figure stood behind Murong Yan.

A sharp dagger slashed at her white, slender neck.

The coolness approached Murong Yan's skin, she was not afraid, and a familiar smell lingered between her noses.

Her heart ached, as if she had been stabbed on her heart with countless silver needles, but she didn't show it, and she had a bewitching smile: "Do you have to be so tense every time you meet?" ”

"Do you know how much I want to kill you?" A rock-thick voice sounded low in her ears, tapping on her eardrums, her heart blank, her eyes closed, feeling his every hurtful word.