"Does Your Majesty like it?"

The boy's voice was faintly tempting.

Today he did 'dress up', Rao is usually not concerned about himself, since he wants to get along with her, he has to spend some effort to make her happy.

Fusang nodded and said bluntly: "It's very beautiful." ”

Jiang Linxian's eyes flickered slightly, stretched out his bony fingers, lifted the teapot and poured tea for her.

The boy's gestures are elegant, and even pouring tea can't say how good it looks.

The two sat across from each other.

Outside the window is the scenery of the Moon Palace, rockery and flowing water, and occasionally a birdsong comes from the tree, which seems to be poetic.

Fusan took a sip of tea and couldn't help but glance at the pastries on the table.

This kind of small action was naturally seen by Jiang Linxian.

Fu Sang cleared his throat and said, "You already know about the capture of the assassin in the Qingya Palace. ”

Jiang Linxian said lightly: "I know." ”

After a pause, he said, "Ouyang Proton was injured by the assassin, His Majesty was so distressed, and sent someone to send a lot of supplements. ”

An embarrassed look appeared on Fusang's face.

Is this jealous?

Even if you are young and old, because of jealousy, you can reveal a little bit of the wanton of young people.

It's not as unapproachable as before, and the words she says make her feel a little stressed.

"This ......," she said curtly, "you know." ”

After all, Ouyang Zimo is a proton of the Heavenly Star Country, and he is one of the important characters in the plot, how can he make Ling Shuangxue take the bait if he doesn't act.

Jiang Linxian's white and slender fingers were like jade, and he took a sip of tea from a beautiful jade cup.

There was silence for a while.

He said: "Your Majesty is a play, don't become a person in the play." ”

Fu Sang couldn't help but reach out and grab his hand, frowned lightly and said, "You don't believe me? ”

Jiang Linxian shook his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty misunderstood." ”

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just ......" he seemed a little embarrassed, and said, "I ...... in my heart"

He pushed the pastries on the plate and said, "Like this plate." ”

Fu Sang was very greedy, stretched out his white and slender fingers, twisted a piece of pastry, and said, "Then I will taste the taste of this pastry." ”

This is a bit ambiguous.

A suspicious flush flashed across Jiang Linxian's face, and he lowered his long eyelashes.

When Fusang ate the pastry, his little face wrinkled slightly.

This plate of pastries that looks super delicious is actually a plate of sour, dates, and cakes!

It's delicious, but it's a little sour.

Fusang hurriedly swallowed, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, and spit out his little tongue.

"It's souring me."

Who made this sour jujube cake, give it to me!

- My teeth!

- My cheeks!

-My taste buds!

Jiang Linxian had a smile on his handsome face, and the vivid smile was unbelievable.

"Your Majesty." He said happily: "Do you know what my heart feels like?" ”

Fusang: "......"

I see.

You're not just jealous, you're eating a plate of sour date cakes.

Little obedient scheming...... It's quite deep.

She suspected that the plate of pastries had been prepared on purpose.

Hmph, big badass.

"I see."

She blinked her eyes and said, "I will immediately ask someone to bring back the supplements sent to Qingya Palace." ”

Jiang Linxian's slender and good-looking Yin lips hooked slightly, and said: "That's not necessary, since Your Majesty has already sent it, why take it back again, make him suspicious." ”

Fusang looked at the boy with great pleasure and changed the subject.

"Last round house...... What can I do? ”