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The two people in the palace didn't expect that Ning Ze, who had always behaved harmless to humans and animals, had already begun to investigate their affairs. Especially Yu Mengmeng, who still naively thought that Ning Ze drank his own ember incense, and now he was afraid that he was lying on the bed and falling asleep.

Murong Xing's performance today is much calmer than yesterday, and he has already set up a table in the imperial study, and there are exquisite pastries, wine, and tea. Yu Mengmeng sat down and saw that there was even a bottle next to him, with a unique plum plant inserted in it. She looked at it, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, turned her head to look at Murong Xing, who was lying on the desk, and asked, "Your Majesty, are you ......?"

"Oh, I'm hungry." Murong Xing didn't raise his head, and asked unashamedly: "Didn't the young lady think that this was specially prepared for the young lady?" ”

The corners of Yu Mengmeng's eyebrows twitched, and he said, "Where, the concubine doesn't dare." The unhappiness in his tone was so obvious that even a fool could hear it. Murong Xing put down his pen and smiled at her, not handsome. I don't know if it's in my previous life, I have seen too many brain holes, so Yu Mengmeng's influence on people with the identity of the emperor has been preconceived. No matter how bright the other party's smile was, she always felt a gloomy and difficult atmosphere.

Murong Xing found that when he smiled at the other women in the harem, few people would react with such disgust as Yu Mengmeng. He sat quietly opposite Yu Mengmeng, elegantly rolled up his sleeves, and then picked up the teapot and poured tea for the two. Yu Mengmeng looked at it tangledly, and kept thinking about it, after all, this guy is the Ninety-Five Emperor of the world, should he pour him tea. But that series of actions dazzled Yu Mengmeng's eyes. She licked her lips, thinking that she might as well be a tea drinker.

Pouring tea or something, it's not good to make a fuss, and it is estimated that he will be despised by Murong Xing.

I took the cup of tea and took only one sip, and a feeling of fullness spread from my tongue to my limbs. Yu Mengmeng closed his eyes with satisfaction, and then opened them, only to see Murong Xing looking at him with a smile on his face, and asked, "Is my craftsmanship good?" ”

With a pout, Yu Mengmeng tilted her head slightly, staggering Murong Xing's too dazzling gaze, and she said, "It's okay." ”

It's clear that I'm enjoying it, but I still have to make such a look. Murong Xing shook his head, and he also put the teacup to his lips and took a sip.

In fact, his kung fu of making tea was learned to please the Queen Mother. However, when his tea-making skills were perfected, the Queen Mother still wouldn't taste a cup of tea carefully brewed by him. always taught him harshly: "If a man is determined to be in the people of the country, and indulges in these carving insect skills all day long, what can he do in the future?" At that time, the Queen Mother was so angry that she even dropped the teacup on his hand and burned his hand.

At this time, looking at the pink skin on his thumb that was obviously different from other places, I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.

How did the Queen Mother and him go from a warm mother and son step by step to such a tense situation? When I was a child, I obviously had a time of warmth.

Seeing Murong Xing's expression obviously immersed in his emotions, Yu Mengmeng took the opportunity to take a few more sips. As soon as the tea is in your mouth, it spreads along the taste buds on the tip of your tongue, making the whole person very comfortable.

Even though Murong Xing noticed Yu Mengmeng's small movements, he didn't say anything. He rarely loses his mind completely, and is always sensitive to the subtle movements of those around him. Seeing that Yu Mengmeng likes the tea he brews so much, he is actually sincerely happy.

Seeing him looking at him and smiling, Yu Mengmeng simply put aside his reserve, straightened his arms, and poked the teacup in front of Murong Xing: "Another cup." ”

"Okay." Murong Xing picked up the teapot, used his wrist skillfully, and with a slight turn, amber tea flowed out of it, and landed steadily in the cup held by Yu Mengmeng. In just a few seconds, it became long, and the sound of each water filling seemed to fall not on the cup, but on someone's heart.

Murong Xing put down the teapot and looked at Yu Mengmeng with a smile, his eyes seemed to be looking carefully: "Madame left in a hurry last night, but she came tonight to continue to talk about last night's affairs?" ”

"Yes." Hearing him talk about business, Yu Mengmeng did not shy away from meeting him. She said: "Your Majesty, it stands to reason that women should not interfere in politics. However, please believe that I have absolutely no intention of harming you by doing so. ”

"Hahaha......" Murong Xing laughed, his eyes flashed with the same light, and he even looked like he had a touch of condescending mockery, and said, "Shouldn't Xile say this to me last night?" ”

"Last night, the concubine was in a hurry, so she ......" Yu Mengmeng bowed his head, wanting to talk about it. Her ears and neck were red, but she didn't know how to explain it. After all, as an emperor, the most basic thing should be suspicious and decisive.

Murong Xing saw that her expression suddenly dimmed, and couldn't help asking, "But where did I say something wrong?" ”

"Nope." Yu Mengmeng raised his head again, and he had already returned to his previous calm appearance. "Your Majesty, the concubine has a plan, I don't know if the emperor dares to listen to it?"

"But it doesn't hurt to say it, I'm listening." Murong Xing was really a little interested. He was very curious, to what extent can women participate in political affairs, not to mention, how much can Yu Mengmeng, who has been in the backyard, know about the court?

He was now able to let go of Yu Mengmeng's posture like a county lord because of the difference and novelty she felt in his eyes. The fingers on his lap rubbed the jade wrench on his thumb: Yu Mengmeng, I am a strange woman, don't let yourself down with an axe.

Ever since the two of them were serious, Yu Mengmeng had been observing every little expression on Murong Xing's face, and took the other party's almost disdainful look into his eyes.

She saw it right. This man can be so patient with himself purely because of the little interest in himself in his heart.

In Murong Xing's opinion, Yu Mengmeng may be qualified to be his lover, or even almost get a full score. But to be his teacher who guides the country, or an opponent who chats in his spare time, is still far from qualified.

Thinking deeply about the root of the problem, Yu Mengmeng felt that just like his preconceived prejudice against him, Murong Xing naturally couldn't get rid of some kind of prejudice against women.

Hooking the corners of her lips, she looked at Murong Xing opposite, and opened her mouth to say what she thought. As he expected, Murong Xing didn't have much reaction after hearing it, but at least he didn't have a disdainful expression.