Chapter Forty-Eight: This Girl Is Sick
Situ Xuan couldn't bear it, and entered the palace and snorted in front of Ye Mohan, focusing on praising his ability.
As for Ye Mohan's expression, he is quite agreeable, and even a little proud.
All in all, Situ Xuan is very confused, is this still the male protagonist she knows?
"Now that the patrol battalion has stepped up its patrols, paying special attention to some hidden corners to prevent this from happening, Your Majesty, please rest assured."
Confusion is confusion, and what should be reported must be reported.
Ye Mohan's narrow phoenix eyes concealed a smile, and his tone was much softer: "I'll leave it to you, I'm relieved, since I'm here, accompany me to Renshou Palace to sit?" ”
"Of course you can, there is nothing else to do today, and it is right to sit with the Queen Mother."
Anyway, there is basically no good thing to enter the palace, either to accompany His Majesty or to accompany the Queen Mother, Situ Xuan is used to it.
"Your Majesty, why haven't you seen Miss Chu enter the palace recently?"
"What is she doing in the palace, the queen mother has not allowed her to enter the palace, so naturally she will not see her, what? Do you still want to persuade me to take her as a concubine? ”
This tone has changed from mild to terrifying, at this time, the brush in Ye Mohan's hand has been cut off, and there is still the existence of the scum of the pen in his hand.
Situ Xuan subconsciously raised a smile, and the desire to survive was quite strong.
Hurriedly brought the pastries at hand, cleaned up the remains of the brush on the table by the way, and pulled out the handkerchief on the side to wipe Ye Mohan's hands, looking like a dog's legs.
"How can such a thing be persuaded? Naturally, Your Majesty is willing, if you don't want to, forget it, the micro-ministers are soft-spoken, sometimes they can't talk more than their brains, Your Majesty, please forgive me. ”
Being served so diligently, the already small amount of anger in his heart has dissipated, especially at this close distance, he can smell the smell that belongs to Situ Xuan.
It was a faint grass fragrance, different from the various floral fragrances that the harem concubines liked, but he liked it very much.
"You saved Miss Lin that day, do you want to give her to you as a wife?" When he said this, Ye Mohan's expression was very serious, so that Situ Xuan couldn't tell whether he was sincere or tempting.
Situ Xuan's smile disappeared in an instant, and he didn't pull out the corners of his mouth, staring at Ye Mohan nervously.
"Your Majesty, Wechen and Miss Lin just met in Pingshui, and they happened to save their lives, but there is really not so much affection and friendship, far from the point of getting married, thank you Your Majesty for your care for Wechen, Wechen is flattered."
Mother, if she marries Miss Lin, believe it or not, the second day of the wedding will be her funeral, if the emperor doesn't know, he has to let the emperor ......
Forget it, she can't let this emperor do anything.
However, Ye Mohan didn't intend to let her go at all, holding his chin, those phoenix eyes stared at her, faintly, with a smile.
"Really? Aiqing, don't prevaricate at will, if you really like it, you can marry home, I look at your mansion, it's empty, except for the people who serve, there is no concubine, isn't it extraordinarily cold? ”
Situ Xuan hurriedly waved his hand and begged for mercy with a face: "Weichen likes to be quiet, besides, Weichen's wish is to protect his family and defend the country, and be loyal to His Majesty. ”
According to the logic of the original owner, this should be the way it was considered, right?
Who knows, Ye Mohan's face instantly turned cold, and his vision became cold and strange.
"So that's the case, Aiqing is really loyal."
"That's, that's ......" Situ Xuan tried to echo on his face, and complained in his heart.
Yin and yang are weird, that is, they are sick, and they are confirmed.