Feng Yueli was very confident: "Really, you are only responsible for one thing tomorrow, take her into the palace to see me."

Rong Moyun looked at Rong Jingchen in embarrassment.

It's okay to persuade Mushuang that little goblin to enter the palace.

But he, the imperial brother, did not allow his imperial sister-in-law, who had lost her memory, to meet people.

Rong Jingchen has been hiding Fengyueli for the past few days.

Don't let anyone see her.

To let Mu Shuang enter the palace, you have to get the consent of the imperial brother.

Just now, Feng Yueli and Rong Moyun were talking beside Rong Jingchen.

Rong Jingchen's ears were about to become calloused.

Naturally, he had to agree.

Rong Zhenchen's dark eyes flashed helplessly: "I can agree, but I won't allow you to withdraw from this marriage."

Rong Jingchen believes that it is not easy to meet someone who likes you.

And Rong Moyun is still young, so he can't feel how important the word feelings are.

Although Mo Yun said on his lips that he didn't want to see Mu Shuang.

But if Mu Shuang suddenly didn't come to him one day.

In his heart, he will definitely feel uncomfortable.

If you say you don't care, it doesn't mean you really don't care.

With that, Rong Jingchen slowly raised his head and looked at Rong Moyun along his gaze.

Rong Moyun snorted coldly, and said secretly in his heart.

Just keep Mu Shuang, the annoying woman, away from him for a while.

One day, he will return Mu Shuang's marriage.

He was in a very happy mood when he heard that Feng Yueli agreed to help him.

The corners of Rong Moyun's mouth swept a trace of joy that could not be hidden: "Then Brother Huang, Miss Zhou, I'll go back."

Rong Jingchen raised his hand and motioned for him to go out.

Rong Moyun nodded, and walked out of the Yikun Hall alone.

Looking at Rong Moyun's distant back, the corners of Feng Yueli's mouth twitched: "Your Majesty, don't you think you spoil this imperial brother of yours too much?"

Yueli wore a royal blue long dress, and a royal blue belt outlined the slender waist.

There is a long string of royal blue earrings hanging from the ears.

On both hands and wrists are bracelets made of thirteen royal blue jasper beads.

The beautiful face is lightly makeup, and a royal blue pearlescent crystal falls between the eyebrows.

Noble bun, cold gaze swept a hint of naughtiness.

She squatted down and looked at Rong Jingchen on the table, looking serious, as if waiting for his answer.

A faint smile swept over the corner of his mouth, portraying himself as a complete cold beauty.

Rong Jingchen said calmly: "Then don't you think I spoil you very much?"

Although his words are not much, they are very heartwarming.

She pretended not to understand his words: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?"

Rong Jingchen stared at her and said word by word: "No one has ever talked about me spoiling this imperial brother, but what they say too much now is that I love you too much."

This was the first time he had said so much to her since she entered the palace after her amnesia.

He has always been cold and doesn't like to talk much.

Rong Jingchen said this now, just hoping that she could feel at ease.

Feng Yueli was stunned, and his slender fingers flicked her forehead: "I punished you to write "The Female Ring" a hundred times, why don't you copy it quickly?"

She got up and stuck out her tongue and made a grimace: "Your Majesty, you let me see what you wrote, and I'll copy it again."

She wanted to see how good Rong Jingchen's words were.

If he doesn't write well, she can expose him.

Rong Jingchen took the pen on the side and wrote it on rice paper.

The words written are written in one go, flowing smoothly, and the pen is like a cloud of smoke and energetic.

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