"Huh??" Mu Jiujiu raised his head in confusion, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, but saw that Beichen Yue was looking at him with a frown, and Yan Feiyun, who was sitting next to him, was staring at her with interest.

"That'...... That one...... I'm sorry, I'm asleep......" Mu Jiujiu said as he secretly lowered his head and glanced at the place where his head was pillowing.

Worst!

How can there be a watermark on the leg of His Royal Highness King Yue......

Could it be that when she fell asleep just now, she accidentally ......

Mu Jiujiu's heart suddenly chuckled, she hurriedly reached out to cover the watermark on Beichen Yue's leg, raised her head and smiled at him awkwardly and brightly.

This scene was in Yan Feiyun's eyes, but it was as if Mu Jiujiu specially reached out to rub Beichen Yue's leg because he felt sorry for his head.

He couldn't help but chuckle, this little couple is really Qin Se and Ming.

Beichen Yue's face was a little ugly, because when Mu Jiujiu raised his head, he also saw the watermark on his leg, but because Yan Feiyun was here, he was not good at attacking, not to mention that if that guy saw the saliva mark on his leg, he didn't have to laugh at himself.

So he could only glare at Mu Jiujiu angrily, seeing that she obediently put her hand back on his lap, and reluctantly let her go.

After a while, the servants of the mansion rushed in with the prepared dinner and set a table full of delicacies on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Yan Feiyun glanced at the Eight Immortals table not far from the bed, thought for a while, turned his head to Beichen Yue and said, "Brother Yue, why don't you just order someone to carry the table to the side of the bed, your body, it shouldn't be convenient to get out of bed......

Beichen Yue waved his hand towards Yan Feiyun and said, "It's okay, this king should already be able to go to the ground." ”

As he spoke, he shifted his legs and tried to stand on the ground.

Sure enough, the feeling of standing on the ground and feeling weak and numb in his legs has disappeared at this moment.

Beichen Yue was overjoyed in his heart, glanced at Mu Jiujiu with inexplicable meaning, and then took a step and walked to the Eight Immortals table unhurriedly.

Yan Feiyun looked at him with some surprise: "Brother Yue, you are ......"

When he checked his pulse before, he obviously found that his pulse was weak, which seemed to be a sign of his imminent life, but now that he was walking briskly to the table of the Eight Immortals, he didn't look like he was dying soon.

Beichen Yue sat down at the Eight Immortals table, glanced at Yan Feiyun with a heavy gaze, raised his chin towards him and said, "Why are Feiyun still standing stupidly, come over for dinner." ”

"Okay." Yan Feiyun nodded, put away the surprise on his face, and walked to Beichen Yue with a smile and sat down.

Mu Jiujiu saw that the two of them had already sat down at the table, she pondered for a moment, and then said to Beichen Yuefu: "Your Highness, the folk girl will not disturb the two of you for dinner, and the folk girl will go back to the courtyard first......

"Nope." Beichen didn't think about it and said to Mu Jiujiu: "You come here, sit next to this king, and have dinner with this king." ”

As soon as his words fell, Yan Feiyun suddenly looked at Mu Jiujiu with a shocked expression.

This little concubine has been favored to such an extent?? You can actually dine at the same table as King Yue??

You know, this is a treatment that only a concubine can have!!