Mu Ling walked to the side, took the freshly dried chrysanthemum petals, brewed them with hot water, poured out the water poured out for the first time, took a new cup, and gave Liang Chu a cup, and then handed it to Liang Chu.

Liang Chu's face was smiling, and he glanced at Mu Ling gently, and said, "I didn't know that Concubine Shu's tea art was so good!"

Liang Chu said, his slender and powerful fingers picked up the cup of tea, put it under the tip of his nose, sniffed it gently, and immediately the aroma was fragrant.

Liang Chuyi took a sip in anticipation, and the entrance was a fragrant sweetness, as long as people felt that the aftertaste was endless.

Liang Chu glanced at Mu Ling in admiration and said, "Concubine Shu, come and sit down!"

Mu Ling obeyed Liang Chu's instructions and sat beside Liang Chu, but Liang Chu directly moved the stool closer.

Although Mu Ling and Liang Chu had already gone through more intimate contact, he still felt a little awkward about Liang Chu's action, and moved his body quietly.

How do you know that Liang Chuyi clasped Mu Ling's hand on the table, lifted Mu Ling's hand, put it tightly in his hand, held it, then lifted it up, put it on the corner of his mouth and kissed it gently.

Suddenly, the feeling of ** from the palm of his hand spread all over Mu Ling's body, and his heart was pounding.

"Ah Ling, can I call you like that?"

Liang Chu raised his eyes, his gaze was gentle, his eyes were faintly bloodshot, and there was affection.

"The emperor likes to call his concubines as much as he likes, and naturally he can do it." Mu Ling lowered his head lightly, pulled his hand out of Liang Chu's hand, grabbed the wide water sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, and held the half-eared teapot with his right hand, fiddling with the tea.

When Liang Chu heard Mu Ling's words, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and a bright smile bloomed, the corners of his eyes were crooked, and even the upturned eyebrows conveyed his joy.

Mu Ling looked at it lightly, looking at Liang Chu's bloodshot eyes, slightly tired eyes, and vicissitudes of life but innocent smile, he suddenly felt a little distressed.

Mu Ling walked around to Liang Chu's side, and his green fingers gently climbed Liang Chu's temples, and his fingers slowly rotated and kneaded gently.

Liang Chu simply closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed Mu Ling's service.

For a long time, Mu Ling's hands were sore, but he didn't hear Liang Chu's words for a long time, Mu Ling stopped, and then found that Liang Chu had fallen asleep for some time.

"It's not easy to be the emperor!" Mu Lingwu spontaneously sighed.

Mu Ling took a woolen blanket and covered Liang Chu with a gentle movement.

Unexpectedly, Mu Ling's slight movements also woke Liang Chu up.

Liang Chu suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light burst out of his eyes, as stunning as a sword.

Mu Ling was taken aback by Liang Chu's gaze, and there was a momentary feeling that she was in hell, the movements in Mu Ling's hands paused, and at that moment, she felt the momentum of the Ninety-Five Emperor's Majesty adjacent to the world.

Liang Chu reacted that it was Mu Ling, and the gaze under his eyes softened, Liang Chu looked at Mu Ling in a daze, knowing that he had scared her.

Liang Chu pulled Mu Ling into his arms at once, Mu Ling twisted twice, trying to break free from Liang Chu's arms, but was pressed tighter by Liang Chu.

Liang Chu approached Mu Ling's ear, his voice low and hoarse, blowing hot air towards Mu Ling's ear.

In an instant, Mu Ling felt as if he had been electrocuted, unable to move, and then, goosebumps appeared on his arms, spreading to his whole body.

"Do you want me to get you now!" Liang Chu said in a low and hoarse voice next to Mu Ling's ear.

Mu Ling was stunned, and he felt that there was a bulge behind him against him, and Mu Ling's face immediately seemed to be feverish, and he didn't dare to move.

However, this did not prevent her from secretly arranging Liang Chu in her heart, "You dog emperor!" It was so pitiful just now! It's a wolf's heart......."

But no matter how loud Mu Ling scolded in his heart, Liang Chu couldn't hear it, and Mu Ling could only stay in Liang Chu's arms honestly.

Seeing that Mu Ling was no longer moving, the strength of Liang Chu's hand was much less, Liang Chu buried his head in Mu Ling's shoulder, and gently rubbed it, as if a rootless duckweed had finally found a place to live.

"Ah Ling, these days, I have snubbed you! I'm sorry. Liang Chu said with a low head on Mu Ling's shoulder.

Mu Ling's originally restless heart seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and in an instant, it became quiet.

So high up the emperor! I would even apologize to myself!

Mu Ling's mood couldn't help but become sad, maybe he really had some status in Liang Chu's heart!

However, how long can this seemingly nonexistent feeling last? What is there to cherish in the feelings of the six houses?

"Your Majesty, the affairs of the previous dynasty were busy, and Concubine Lan in the harem was pregnant again, the emperor was inevitably weak, and the concubines did not dare to ask for extravagance, so they only asked the emperor to take good care of the dragon body." Mu Ling said lightly.

I don't know when, Mu Ling turned out to be calm and said flattering words against his will, just to win Liang Chu's smile.

However, Liang Chu was immediately relieved when he heard this, buried his head more firmly on Mu Ling's shoulder, and said, "Fortunately, I have you in my harem......

Liang Chu didn't say the latter words, but Mu Ling was not interested in knowing.

This night, Liang Chu directly accompanied Mu Ling for dinner, saying that he would stay in Chengqian Palace tonight and accompany Mu Ling well.

Because of Liang Chu's presence, there was no laughter in the Chengqian Palace, and more of it was quiet.

Yan Yan, serving the qin, Hou was beside Liang Chu and Mu Ling, distributing vegetables for the two, scooping soup, and serving the two of them to eat.

Liang Chu and Mu Ling chatted with each other, and the atmosphere was quiet and leisurely.

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound outside the door, and in a moment, Feng Shou came in from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Lan has been screaming about stomach pain, saying that she asked you to hurry over and have a look!" Feng Shou held the floating dust in his hand and lowered his head.

"What? Stomach ache? Liang Chu hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, glanced at Mu Ling apologetically, and said, "Ah Ling, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you tonight!"

"Sister Lan Fei has something, you can hurry over and take a look! It's okay to be a concubine! Mu Ling had a decent and generous smile on his face, and he showed an empathetic look.

In fact, Mu Ling was even happier in her heart, and she wanted to laugh arrogantly, Liang Chu was here, she had to hold everything she did, she couldn't eat in a big gulp, she couldn't do anything casually, and she couldn't talk loudly, she was really tired.

If Liang Chu leaves, Mu Ling will be happy!

Liang Chu saw Mu Ling so understanding, but the guilt in his heart deepened, and said, "Ah Ling, I will come to see you another day!"

Mu Ling smiled and nodded.