Empress Xuan's hand movements did not stop at all, and a delicate little mouth was gently lifted: "Let them wait for me for a while!" ”

"Yes, sissy." The female mystic took the order, and retreated with light steps.

Then, she raised her hand towards Ye Qinghuan and Ximen Jiaxue: "Please sit down here first and wait for the mother to finish painting this painting." ”

Ye Qinghuan and Ximen Jiaxue naturally had no objections, and after nodding their heads, they went to sit next to her with her.

Soon, the female mystic served tea and snacks to the two of them, and waited on the side.

Ye Qinghuan and Ximen Jiaxue waited for half an hour.

Ximen Jiaxue, who has always been active, couldn't help but feel a little unable to sit still, and her buttocks kept moving like nails, which was very unbearable.

Ye Qinghuan squinted his eyes and looked at Xuanhou's serious and focused expression motionlessly.

Although Empress Xuan painted very seriously, as if she had forgotten everything around her, a little bead of sweat had already appeared on Empress Xuan's forehead.

Standing like this for a long time...... It's not good for a woman who has just become pregnant.

"Xuanhou Niangniang, out of consideration for the child in Niangniang's womb, I think Xuanhou Niangniang should take a rest." Ye Qinghuan stood up and spoke lightly.

Although her voice is not loud, in this silent Luanfeng Palace, it seems to be bright and clear, and there is a loud voice.

Empress Xuan was not frightened, but the movements in her hands stopped, and she raised her head in a little surprise and looked at Ye Qinghuan who was talking to her.

"Niangniang and the Xuan Lord couple have a deep relationship, we can all understand it, but if Niang Niang makes fun of her body, I'm afraid that the Xuan Lord may not be happy when he comes back." Ye Qinghuan smiled faintly, and her tone still contained a hint of persuasion.

Ximen Jiaxue next to him was already a little stupid.

She has never seen Ye Qinghuan like this...... It made her feel a little stern inexplicably.

The female mystic was also dumbfounded, and hurriedly stepped forward when she reacted, with a slightly angry expression: "Bold! How dare you ......"

"Stand down." The voice of the queen came from behind the female mystery, and there was a hint of indisputable beak in the gentleness.

After being stunned for a moment, the female mystic obeyed the order and retreated to the side.

I saw that Empress Xuan had already put down the pen in her hand, slightly protected her lower abdomen, and walked towards Ye Qinghuan.

She carefully descended the steps, and when she walked in front of Ye Qinghuan, she deliberately glanced at Ye Qinghuan twice, and then walked up to the back seat that belonged to her and slowly sat down.

"You are Murong Jiu's niece, Murong Qinghuan?" Empress Xuan still looked at Ye Qinghuan, and her expression couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry.

"Yes." Ye Qinghuan smiled lightly and bowed his hand, still standing.

When Empress Xuan saw that she was neither humble nor arrogant, she sighed a little, and sure enough, including that Murong Jiu, they were not ordinary characters.

"Miss Murong sit down and talk." Empress Xuan's voice was soft, as gentle as she looked.

She has a pair of good-looking gentle eyes, and her whole temperament is in line with the dignified atmosphere that a mother of the country should have, and her gestures have a royal demeanor that surpasses everyone else.

The well-matched and pleasing facial features add to her gentle and virtuous temperament.

"Thank you, mother." Ye Qinghuan thanked him, and then sat back.

Empress Xuan looked at Ye Qinghuan and gently hooked the corners of her lips: "Miss Murong came to my Luanfeng Palace, but is there something?" ”

Ye Qinghuan pursed her lips slightly, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that today I went to Tianxuan Palace to Luanfeng Palace to find clues, and Mu Xuanhou's name, so I came to visit Xuanhou with Miss Ximen." ”