As he spoke, Yan Hua looked sideways at the ground, which was the soup cup that he had slapped off with his own hands.

The porcelain bowl was broken in half, half of the porridge was scattered on the ground, and half of it was still in the broken bowl.

He held out his hand—

The slender fingers pinched the broken bowl, opened his mouth, and poured the half bowl of porridge into his mouth.

"Your Majesty!?" Luo Zhou behind him was so frightened that he got up and looked at him in disbelief.

"What are you doing!" Luo Yu'er, who was red-eyed and aggrieved beside her, also paused, stunned.

Hurriedly grabbing his wrist, she opened her round eyes and looked at the man who was about to drink the porridge that had fallen.

He wiped his mouth casually, pinched the broken bowl, and looked up.

The dark eyes burned and reflected the girl.

"I was too angry before, I didn't know that it was your brother, he was like that, and he didn't really want to live up to your kindness." He lowered his eyes, and his other hand was still holding her little hand, aggrieved: "Besides, this is the porridge you sent with your own hands, I don't want to be ruined by me before I taste it......"

His low voice seemed to be wrapped in hot magma, and the hot girl's heart was stunned.

It was so fierce when it was fierce before.

But now it's soft...... And it is really unbearable.

She looked down and looked at the iron tongs that clenched her tightly on her wrist - if it was really an iron man who had come out of the battlefield, he still didn't know how much strength he had, but he did his best to restrain his strength.

It's just that, she still pinched it and it hurts.

The hands hurt, the heart is also dense, and the pain is inexplicable.

"You're not stupid." The girl softened in an instant, and scolded him coquettishly: "If you want to drink, I'll give it to you next time." ”

"That's different." Seeing her smiling, Yan Hua also showed a smile at this time, stepped forward slimyly, and leaned low to her side sullenly: "This is the first time you sent it." ”

Luo Yu'er, who was instantly dissolved, pursed her small mouth, tilted her head sweetly and distressedly, and curled the corners of her lips.

"I can't help it." Luo Yu'er bent her beautiful eyes and said happily, "Then I'll ask someone to cook another bowl for you and bring it to you, right?" ”

"Hmm." The emperor lowered his eyebrows, softened, and pinched her little hands: "But your feet are sore, right?" Don't be tired, I'll send you back. ”

Luo Yu'er's eyes widened in surprise, seeing that the man naturally attracted Long Yuan, and bent down to pick her up in person.

Luo Yuer was sitting on the dragon chariot with some anxiety, wanting to jump down, and looked at him helplessly.

"It's fine." Looking at the little cutie on the sedan chair, Yan Hua softened her eyes, bent over, and kissed the corner of her lips: "I'm accurate." ”

His low, magnetic voice fell, and he bent his eyes in front of the gaze of the eunuchs and guards around him.

The three points of laughter are domineering, and the seven points are spoiled.

As if in front of everyone, tell them that the people on this dragon chariot are qualified to sit there.

He's right.

The girl on the dragon chariot was stunned for a moment, and then gradually blushed, and smiled brightly.

Long Yuan was gradually carried back to the Yifeng Palace, and the emperor standing in place behind her watched her leave, still reluctant to give up, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Your Majesty." Until Luo Zhou, who was behind him, finished patting the dust on his body, pursed his lips and said: "You are like this, you love your sister too much, that Long Yuan-"

"Shut up." The man's voice that was about to flow out of honey instantly became cold, and the new emperor lazily tilted his head, half-squinted, and looked at him: "For the sake of you being your confusing brother, the first bowl of porridge that confusing me was eaten by you, and I won't care about you." ”

The half-squinted black eyes, dangerous and real, made Luo Zhou stiffen.

"But-" The expressionless emperor's words turned, and he suddenly raised his eyes, and burst out dangerously: "You are already an adult, what do you want your sister to wipe your mouth for you?" ”

As he spoke, he spread his hands, his tone was undulating, calm and calm, and reasonable.

"Give me the handkerchief, and I will give it back to you for you."