sent Wenyu to Murong Mansion, Nangong Yi's early dynasty, although he was also used to the days when he was away, it was still difficult to resist the gossip of the ministers, so he naturally responded to Wenyu's words yesterday, all because of the fact that he wanted to send his daughter into the palace because of the lack of children in the harem, but Nangong Yi had made up his mind and cooled the atmosphere: "From now on, the harem will no longer enter any concubines."

Immediately, there was a commotion in the court, and the ministers were in a mess, Nangong Yi couldn't hear how many voices there were in the audience, and pinched the emperor's chair: "My harem, when do you need to worry?"

His anger obviously penetrated the entire hall, and all the ministers lowered their heads and quieted down, Nangong Yi continued to speak: "In my Cangwu Palace, only one more person is enough."

The minister's group of ministers obviously knew Xiao Jiali's previous style, and now that she has lost her momentum, naturally, she wants to climb to the imperial family, but how could Nangong Yi find trouble for herself, and she shook her hands in anger and left, leaving only the ministers trembling in the main hall, and as soon as she returned to the imperial study, she saw that the rain had returned, and hurriedly: "Xi'er promised to come back"?

Ask Yu to see that his master was originally so courageous, as long as he met about Xi Guifei, he was a little angry with the pleasing little sheep: "I agreed."

Nangong Yi put his mind at ease and watched the twists and turns, but the expression of asking the rain really made him unhappy: "Ask the rain, this year's snow is too white, right?"

Wen Yu hurriedly covered the petals that often had his hands in his hands, and didn't look over: "Villain".

"Huh"? Nangong Yi gave him the last reminder.

Seeing that he was about to be punished, he really felt that he was wronged, and a voice sounded: "Dignified emperor, are you a little embarrassed"?

I haven't heard his voice for a long time, Nangong Yi thinks it's good, if you don't come sooner or later, at this point, Nangong Yi can see what he means: "You are not welcome."

The pastor never liked to argue with him: "I have my dormitory anyway".

When she said this, Nangong Yi smiled: "It seems to be this reason."

With his cooperation, the priest had doubts: "Every time I see your smile, it's not good."

On the contrary, Nangong Yi smiled even brighter: "How many people want to see my smile, but not yet."

"Also, like the one you drove to the Crescent Moon Palace"? Si Mu casually put a cup of tea on the table, his heart was happy, and he drank it in one gulp: "Not bad, not bad."

Although he knew that he knew everything, but when these words came out of his mouth, Nangong Yi had no heart to criticize and read: "Forget it, go to the house to find Xi'er."

Throw it down casually, the person is gone, Si Mu did not follow, went back to his own Sky City, and just returned to his palace, only to see that the person was still kneeling in the hall, Si Mu passed by her, when she couldn't see her, and she fell straight down, the sound of head contact with the ground did not change his heart softly, through the main hall, he went to the dormitory, everything seemed to have never appeared in his eyes.

On Murong Mansion, Murong Xi was eating sweet fruits in the pavilion, and saw the person coming from a distance, this time, she didn't deliberately avoid him, and a "Xi'er" aroused her eyes: "Say it."

"In a few days, the birthday banquet, will Xi'er come"? Nangong Yi naturally sat on the stone bench next to her.

Murong Xi's heart has always remembered the Yongle Pavilion of that day, and Nangong Yi also knew it, holding his chin, only her in his eyes: "I have been summoned today, and you will be the only one in the palace in the future."

Regarding the content of today's morning dynasty, Murong Xi has already heard about it in his brother's mouth, but the version seems to be a little different: "Is it? Doesn't that seem to be the case?"

I thought I could be praised, but he ushered in an expression that did not change, Nangong Yi suddenly sounded this morning, his sudden trembling: "That's it", he tentatively spoke.

"I heard that if I don't go back to the palace, you won't be able to spare the rain" Murong Xi raised his eyes and gave him a smile.

In fact, he really couldn't think of anyone else except for asking Yu to give the robe earlier, in fact, he really thought right: "I'm worried that Wen Yu will be bought by Jin Sanqian, if he doesn't send the robe, wouldn't it ruin the marriage between the two of us"?

Hao's untraceable words made some sense in his mouth, but as soon as the words fell, the originally clear sky turned black, and a thunder sounded, and with that, Murong Xi couldn't help but smile and pretended to look at him rigorously: "The sky doesn't believe it."

At any time of the climate, who else is there but the pastor? Nangong Yi waved his robe, took the thunder, and his smile was still the same: "If you go back to the palace this time, you won't leave, okay?"

"Not good," Murong Xi replied the same as before.

Although he understood the answer earlier, Nangong Yi still had a glimmer of hope, but when he heard the answer, he was still sad and overflowed in his heart: "Okay."

After saying his birthday, he went back, it seems that Wen Yu didn't tell him, Nangong Yi's appearance smiled Murong Xi, and a sweet fruit was handed to his mouth: "If you don't smile, you're ugly."

Nangong Yi took a bite of the fruit, and by the way, she also took some of her fingers, slid it over, and the sweetness hung on her face: "I'll wait for you."

Murong Xi withdrew his hand, blushed, and threw himself over with an angry glare: "The birthday of the day after tomorrow, right?"

Nangong Yi heard her take the initiative to mention this matter, and quickly nodded, looking cute, Murong Xi took the book to cover his face: "I will go."

Surprise revealed: "Will Xi'er wear the robe sent today?"

The eyes that emerged from the book showed his mood completely: "What about you"?

"The same paragraph, the same color, the same" three words and six words into a sentence, Nangong Yi was excited.

Eyes retracted from the book: "Well, good".

Nangong Yi grabbed her hand and couldn't hold back her mood: "Then can I stay in the house for dinner today?"

The enthusiasm just now has not dissipated, Murong Xi withdrew his hand and did not face him squarely: "Today's recital has been approved"?

As he spoke, a dark shadow disappeared, and after a while, Hua Mian came out with a bunch of folds: "Your Majesty, today's folds."

piled up, and some fell to the ground, looking at this amount, Murong Xi knew that he had not managed the government well in the past few days, and looked at him, Nangong Yi turned his head, dodged her eyes, and threw himself into a ruthless look at Hua Mian: Count you ruthless.

Hua Mian opened his mouth: "Even if you threaten Hua Mian, Hua Mian will not bow to the evil forces."

looked respectful, so that Nangong Yi had nothing to say, and forced a smile: "You go down."

Squatted down, picked up the sporadic folds that fell on the ground, and piled up the mountain in a regular manner: "Huamian retires".

Immediately, in exchange, it was naturally Murong Xi's ordinary smile and the sound of knocking on the table, Nangong Yi immediately picked up a notebook, and looked at it seriously, Murong Xi let him go: "That's it."

Returning to the dinner of a few people, Murong Mingyuan was pleased: "There are still many people, and the food is fragrant."

On the surface, it looks like a joke, but in fact, he is helping Nangong Yi, so he naturally has to seize the opportunity: "Then I can accompany the doctor to eat every day by moving the imperial study to the house, how good."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and was about to give an order, but Hua Mian was sitting at the same table, pretending not to hear, and Murong Chen also cooperated with the dishes he kept serving, intending to skip this question automatically, but instead, Murong Xi said lightly: "That's your sister-in-law."