Ye Qinghuan caught a glimpse of Mu Qingmiao smiling with a deep smile on his face, and asked Murong Yu with a wink: "The emperor is very familiar with Mu Shaobao's lord?" ”

Murong Yu was about to ask Uncle Nine Emperor why he hadn't come out last night, but he was preempted by Ye Qinghuan, and suddenly waved his hands and denied it again and again: "It's not!" On the way to the Nine Kings' Mansion, I met the Lord of Mu Shaobao. ”

"Oh-" Ye Qinghuan nodded clearly, and then looked at Mu Qingmiao with a puzzled expression: "Lord Mu Shaobao, are you planning to use the emperor as a matchmaker?" ”

Mu Qingmiao came to propose marriage this time, except for Murong Yu, there was no one else.

The matchmaker is not Murong Yu, who else can it be?

But since Murong Yu denied that the two had known each other for a long time, but happened to meet on the road, could Mu Qingmiao still say that he asked Murong Yu to be a matchmaker? Ye Qinghuan has already pointed out that he is so disrespectful!

Mu Qingmao's eyes bloomed with shallow brilliance, and he smiled and opened his lips: "The little county lord doesn't know, when the emperor met me, he saw that I was going to ask the protector to be a matchmaker, so he offered to be a matchmaker for me, so I didn't ask the protector." ”

Ye Qinghuan looked into Mu Qingmiao's eyes with a smile, and Mu Qingmiao also looked at her for a long time.

The eyes of the two crackled in the air, bursting out with a burst of sparks—not the spark of love, but the spark of competition!

At this moment, Murong Jiuyi walked in in an ink-colored casual robe with a lazy expression, and faintly interrupted the two 'affectionately' looking at each other: "Huanhuan, why are you so rude?" ”

Ye Qinghuan suddenly retracted his gaze and pouted in protest: "Uncle Nine! How can this be blamed! He was the one who stared at me first! ”

She looks like a little niece who has been spoiled by the Nine Emperor Uncles.

"Really?" Murong Jiu glanced at Mu Qingmiao with a faint glance, and the person had already walked to the top of the steps.

Mu Qingmiao got up very consciously, and smiled elegantly: "It's true that I was rude first, please don't blame the little county lord for the Nine Emperor Uncles." ”

The old god of Ye Qinghuan raised his eyebrows on the ground: Well, it's a bit of a gentleman's demeanor, if it's sincere.

At this moment, Murong Yu hurriedly stood up, gave up his seat to Murong Jiu, and said with a serious smile: "Uncle Jiu, sit down, just sit next to me." ”

"It's not in line with the courtesy." The ink-colored satin, with the long ink-splashed hair that is tied up at will, sets off Murong Jiu's noble and elegant, and his face is like a crown of jade.

Murong Yu grinned: "How come?" The ninth uncle worked hard and made great achievements, he was the founder of the Eastern Chu Dynasty, and the emperor asked me to treat the ninth uncle like a biological father before his death! Where Uncle Nine is there, how dare I take a seat, Uncle Nine please. ”

With that, Murong Yu went to Ye Qinghuan's original secondary seat.

Ye Qinghuan had already gotten up elegantly and walked down the steps - it wasn't originally where she should sit in a girl's house, it was Murong Yu who pulled her up.

"It's rare for the emperor to have this respect for the elderly, but the ministers are disrespectful." Murong Jiu didn't say anything, hooked his lips shallowly, and sat on the upper seat.

The corners of Ye Qinghuan's mouth twitched slightly-Uncle Nine! It's no wonder that people want to turn against you! Are you really too arrogant? No matter how young and naïve people are, they are emperors!

But then again...... Respect for the elderly?

Uncle Nine, where is he old?

Ye Qinghuan couldn't help but take a closer look at Murong Jiu's handsome face, the skin was as smooth as satin, there was not a trace of fine lines at the corners of the eyes, the facial features were as perfect as the carvings of the heavenly father, and the thin lips were still that light pink.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that her ninth uncle was too strong and always had a cold face, it would definitely be suitable for both men and women, young and old...... YY object!

[Do the girls dare to reward the author with a little reward? ] For the books of the same period, the author gave the least reward, and the tears collapsed! 】