"Your Majesty, you have a good meal, I'll leave first." Feng Qingfang was ready and planned to slip away again.

However, Mu Liancheng naturally wouldn't let her get her wish.

"Did I allow you to go?"

"What else do you want?"

"Come here, serve me a bowl of soup." Mu Liancheng commanded coldly, with majesty in his tone, and an aura that could not be refused.

But Feng Qingyan is not a palace maid who is obedient, so she has to refuse: "The emperor has his own hands, won't he be prosperous by himself?" I'm not your slave, besides, I've been grinding ink all morning, and now my hands are shaking, and I can't hold the bowl steadily, how can I hold the soup? ”

"As a palace maid, isn't it the most basic duty to serve the emperor for dinner?" Mu Liancheng took two sips of warm tea slowly, and said painlessly, "Or do you not think of yourself as a palace maid at all?" Still thinking of himself as the young master of Lockeburg? ”

Hearing this, Feng frowned wildly, and heard Mu Liancheng say again: "Don't forget, the life and death of Luojiabao are still tied to you, only if you behave well, I will consider giving the people of Luojiabao a chance to change their ways, if you don't repent, why waste my time?" ”

"You ......" Feng Qing glared at her with a frenzy, her stomach was full of fire, was this guy threatening her? How can this be? Actually used Lockeburg to force her?

Forget it, no matter what, it can't affect the people of Lockeburg, the hero doesn't suffer the immediate loss, let's follow him first.

After thinking for a while, Feng Qing pulled the corners of his mouth wildly, walked over with a smirk on his face, and elegantly put a bowl of soup in front of Mu Liancheng.

"The soup is ready, please use it slowly, Your Majesty."

Mu Liancheng picked up the spoon, took a small taste, frowned, and said, "It's too hot." ”

"Then let it go for a while, it will be cold in the winter." Feng Qingyan knew that he was making things difficult for himself, so he was angry in his heart, and he was not very polite when he spoke.

"But I just want to drink it now, I'm used to drinking soup before meals, otherwise I won't have an appetite to eat, if I wait for the soup to be cold, the food will be cold, and eating it will not be good for my health." Mu Liancheng said seriously.

"Why don't you put a little cold water in it?" Feng asked with a maniacing smile.

Mu Liancheng sank his face and said unhappily: "You have come up with such a bad idea? Can a soup mixed with cold water still be called a soup? Besides, you can't get sick if you drink hot and cold alternately? You're hoping for something to happen, right? ”

This man is such a nuisance!

Feng Qingfang suppressed the anger hovering in his chest, kept a smile and said, "Then I can't help it." ”

"Cool off right away." Mu Liancheng ordered again.

"Can't you blow it yourself?"

"Lockeburg ......"

"Okay, I'll blow, I'll blow." Feng was so mad that he hated himself for almost a second.

I know that it is too insidious to threaten her with Lockeburg, hum!

After blowing for a while, Feng Qingfang felt that the soup bowl seemed to be less hot, so he handed it over.

"Alright."

Unexpectedly, Mu Liancheng just glanced at it, and said coldly: "I suddenly don't want to drink soup, so you should drink it yourself." ”

Then he directly picked up the meal in front of him and ate it.

Feng Qingfang was really angry, gritted his teeth fiercely, and poured the soup into his stomach all night with a bang.

Bullying, too much of a bully!

After finishing his lunch slowly, Mu Liancheng didn't take any more rest, and went straight back to the bookcase to do things.

Although Feng Qingfang had just drunk a bowl of soup, it was far from enough to fill his stomach, and at this moment, looking at the delicious food on the table, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his stomach growled out uncontrollably.

She wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but Mu Liancheng happened to look at her at this time and looked at her with a smile.

In such a situation, Feng Qingfang is very embarrassed.

"Hungry?"

"Sort of."

"Then sit down and eat, and when you're done eating, call someone in to clean up." Mu Lianchengyun finished speaking lightly, and directly picked up the fold and continued the previous matter.

Feng Qingfang thought to herself, the emperor is working, but she is sitting and eating, how embarrassed is that?

However, she is really hungry, and if she doesn't eat, she will faint, forget it, what are you doing with so much? It's better to eat it first.

So, Feng sat down lightly, but when she was about to move her mouth, she found a big problem - there were no dishes and chopsticks.

Do you want to grasp it with your hands? She doesn't care, it's just that Mu Liancheng is still there, in case he sees him eating so badly, wouldn't his image be ruined?

When he was worried, Mu Liancheng's voice suddenly came from behind him: "There are clean dishes and chopsticks in the food box." ”

When I opened the lid of the food box, I saw that there was a pair of chopsticks and a bowl inside, both of which had not been used.

There is only one person in Mu Liancheng, and the imperial dining room usually does not prepare superfluous, unless he asks for it in advance, thinking of this, Feng Qingfang's heart swelled with a warm current, and his lips hooked to reveal a shallow smile.

Although today's Mu Liancheng has returned to his former cold appearance because of the misunderstanding, and always makes excuses to make things difficult for her, he still takes care of her.

Because of Mu Liancheng's presence, Feng Qingfang ate relatively quickly, and stopped chopsticks after only seven minutes full.

The palace people came in and cleaned up the table, and soon retreated, and only Feng Qingyan and Mu Liancheng were left in the imperial study.

Feng had nothing to do, so he could only stand behind Mu Liancheng in a daze, and he almost dozed off while standing.

"Your Majesty, there's nothing to do with me here, right? Why don't you let me go back first? I still have a lot of clothes to wash, and if I go back late, I won't be able to finish washing, and I won't have anything to eat tonight. ”

Mu Liancheng focused on doing things, and said without sympathy: "If you are afraid of being hungry, you should eat a little more." ”

"I ......" Feng was speechless, you can't eat a little more and use it for two meals at once, right? She's a big appetite, not the kind of lady with a bird's stomach.

"Are you going to let me go?"

"Don't let go."

"But I don't have anything to do here."

"Just stand if you have nothing to do, before I let you go, just stand well, don't make a sound, and disturb me again, otherwise I will punish you for grinding ink."

Feng Qingfang hurriedly stopped his mouth, drooped his head, and sighed silently, feeling that he had nothing to love.

Next was a long standing time, except for going to the side hall every half an hour or so to make a pot of tea, he was almost standing all afternoon, and Feng Qingfang's legs were stiff.

Finally, dinner was also served in the Imperial Study.

As the night deepened, Feng Qing rubbed his tired eyes wildly, glanced out the window, and couldn't help but be a little worried.

It's already so late, there are still a lot of unfinished notes on the bookcase, and it is estimated that it will not be able to finish the review until one or two o'clock in the morning, and Mu Liancheng has no intention of resting, is he ready to stay up late?

His health is just getting better, and if he doesn't pay attention to recuperation, his condition will soon become serious again.

Feng turned his head to look at Mu Liancheng's sturdy back, and his heart was mixed.

This is a good monarch who worries about the country and the people, he shouldn't be lonely, he deserves someone to be by his side, to be supported behind him, if he can be by his side, even if it is to sacrifice the freedom of the rest of his life, it is actually worth it, right?

"It's not early, you can go back." Mu Liancheng suddenly stopped writing and said softly.

Feng Qingfang didn't move, but asked, "What about you?" Are you ready to stay up late? ”

"This is my business, you don't have to worry about it, just go." Mu Liancheng's face was expressionless, and he picked up another book and opened it again.

"Your illness has not been cured yet, now you should recuperate well, work and rest on time, the fifth princess is right, state affairs will never be busy, the most important thing is to take care of your body, it's getting late, you go back and rest first, and I'll see it tomorrow."

Mu Liancheng frowned slightly, turned his head and looked at Feng lightly, as if he was a little unhappy.

"When did you start caring about me?"

"I've never been unconcerned about you." Feng blurted out wildly, but then thought back that she really didn't care much about Mu Liancheng's affairs before, because at that time, most of her energy was spent on the goal of escaping from the capital.

"I mean, you are the emperor, I am the people of Dayan, it is natural to care about your physical condition, I don't want to see this country finally usher in a good emperor, but soon lose it, and the people of Li are looking forward to you getting better."

Hearing this, Mu Liancheng unconsciously quietly hooked the corners of his mouth, but he was used to staying calm, he still had no expression, turned around and pretended to continue to watch the twists and turns, and said lightly: "The people of Li Min don't know about my condition at all, how can they hope that I will get better?" ”

Feng Qing was stunned for a moment, yes, why did she forget?

Fang was stared at by Mu Liancheng, and couldn't help but be a little nervous, but as a result, her speech was also messed up, and her preface didn't match the afterword, really, why did she always embarrass herself when she came to Mu Liancheng?

"If the people had known, they would have been worried about you." She added pretending to be calm, intending to save some face.

After a moment of silence, Mu Liancheng said: "These notes need to be reviewed as soon as possible and sent back, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest tonight, don't worry, I'm not so fragile that I can't hold it up for a night, no problem, you can go." ”

Feng Qingyan now finally knows how difficult it is to persuade Mu Liancheng, a workaholic, does not listen to persuasion, and sometimes refuses to drink medicine, no wonder in just one year, he tortured himself to illness.

"Since the emperor doesn't rest, then being a slave and maid naturally can't be lazy, I'm here to accompany you, when you stop, I'll leave."

Mu Liancheng raised his head with a helpless expression: "Didn't you shout to go back a long time ago?" Why let you go now and you don't go? ”

"I don't want to go now."

"You have to go against me, do you?"

"Yes...... So what? "Feng is still a little stunned, after all, the other party is the Ninety-Five, who in the world is not fatal, dare to go against the emperor, and be justified?

Mu Liancheng stared at her for a while, and simply stopped chasing her.

"Okay, if you want to stay, you can stay." He wanted to see how long this girl could last.