Chapter 97: You can't have both the country and the beauty 37

What does it mean that Xuanyuan Zhi is already a member of the National Teacher's Mansion? And he and Xuanyuan Zhi are already a couple? How did he not know?

After listening to this messy conversation with a black face, judging from the degree of night speech's black face, Ye Ci must be extremely dissatisfied.

The people outside didn't know that their adults were secretly listening, and the more they talked, the more unscrupulous they became, "Hey, don't say it, yesterday I saw King Mingxuan enter the adult's room, and then, today, the adult is waist... Just that waist...", the implication could not be more obvious.

"Well, that's it, is King Mingxuan so powerful, what kind of tossed our adults' waists into."

"Yes, yes..."The voices of several people gradually drifted away, and Ye Ci came out of the door, looking at a few people who walked away, there was a burst of anger in his heart, what kind of mess is it, and now this person is talking so unscrupulously.

Although the night speech is angry, the people are not selective, but if there are no rumors, the people will not talk nonsense, how can he not understand the people of the National Teacher's Mansion?

Ye Ci touched his waist, thinking that he was squeezed by someone all night last night, and he couldn't even move, and his waist was also imprisoned.

When Xuanyuan came back after copying the scriptures, it was already evening, and when Xuanyuan walked in with porridge, Ye Ci was lying on the rocking chair blowing the wind, so comfortable.

"Ah Ci." Xuanyuan Zhi shouted in a low voice, and Yeqi ignored it, but Xuanyuan Zhi clearly saw the eyelashes move.

"Ah Ci, my aunt cooked porridge for you." Hearing this, Ye Ci's eyes opened instantly, even if he didn't want to see Xuanyuan, but his mother's porridge must be drunk, Ye Ci took the bowl in Xuanyuan's hand and drank it one by one.

The action of drinking porridge and swallowing at night made Xuanyuan's heart move, looking at the thing that slipped around his neck, Xuanyuan was afraid that he couldn't help but kiss it.

forced himself to look away, but after a while, Ye Ci drank the porridge in a hurry, and didn't even leave the soup base.

Xuanyuan Zhi took the empty bowl of Ye Ci, his lips hooked into a smile, "Ah Ci, the porridge cooked by my aunt is so delicious?"

"My mother cooked it, of course it was delicious." glanced at Xuanyuan Zhi unhappily, as if saying that Xuanyuan Zhi didn't understand taste.

"Yes, yes, yes." Xuanyuan couldn't cry or laugh, Ah Ci's temperament is really cold on the outside and hot on the inside, in front of familiar people, but he will be crazy, but in front of strangers, it will only make people feel thousands of miles away.

Xuanyuan Zhi took the empty bowl back to the kitchen, and saw that the Night Mother was still cooking food in the kitchen, out of curiosity, Xuanyuan Zhi rubbed it over.

"Auntie, what are you doing?"

"Peach blossom soup." The petals of a few peach blossoms under the Night Mother's hand, Xuanyuan can see it clearly.

"Is it because Ah Ci likes to eat?" Xuanyuan insisted that the night mother was going to add another meal to the night speech, so he asked anxiously.

"It's not." The Night Mother smiled softly, and inadvertently a few drops of pink water were sprinkled on her cheeks, "I made it for Ah Ci's father." ”

"Ah Ci's father? Auntie is talking about the Night Teacher?" In fact, for Ye Ci, the identity of the national teacher, the world prefers to call him a little son, after all, Ye Ci is not like his father.

"Hmm. Ziyin likes to eat peach blossom soup the most. Xuanyuan nodded.

In his mind, the Night Father has always been an iron-faced and selfless figure, no matter who he is.