Nangong Moyun glanced at the concert, smiled faintly and said, "Since Your Majesty has woken up, the matter of the Concert will be handed over to Your Majesty." ”

Ling Yurou was dumbfounded, my God, she doesn't know anything about these things!

"This, Xianggong, can you teach me?" Nangong Moyun is tired enough, even if she doesn't understand, she has to learn to manage. Although it can be annoying.

Nangong Moyun glanced at her softly, and reached out to stroke her soft hair: "Little fool, if you really want to learn, your husband will teach you, but now it's not necessary, those recitals are almost finished, you can wash them first, are you hungry?" ”

Ling Yurou subconsciously stroked her stomach and pursed her lips and said, "Well, I'm a little hungry." ”

"Then get up." Nangong Moyun said that he took a robe and draped it on her.

Ling Yurou pulled her shirt and was about to get out of bed, but found that Nangong Moyun had already brought her shoes, leaned down and put them at her feet, this action hit her heart like a giant bell, and suddenly her eyes were misty, and her heart was extremely excited, oh my God, such a noble person actually brought her shoes......

"Xianggong, there is no need for this, I will take it myself, aren't there many palace maids?" Ling Yurou spoke tremblingly.

Nangong Moyun smiled faintly: "I'm afraid...... I'm not good enough to keep Rou'er. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ling Yu was soft, how could Nangong Moyun say such a thing?

"Xianggong, you?"

Nangong Moyun smiled faintly: "Rou'er, what do you want to eat?" ”

Ling Yurou was even more stunned: "I don't particularly want to eat anything." ”

At this time, the palace people had already served breakfast, Nangong Moyun took an ivory comb, picked up a strand of Ling Yurou's hair, and combed it gently, seriously without blame, just like the most cherished jewel, Ling Yurou was very puzzled by Nangong Moyun's actions, until Nangong Moyun helped her comb her hair bun, Ling Yurou said: "Xianggong, I found you guys a little weird." ”

Nangong Moyun smiled softly: "What's wrong?" ”

"I can't say it, I think it's weird."

"Don't think about it so much, come, let's have breakfast."

Nangong Moyun sat aside, eating quietly, putting vegetables into her bowl from time to time, but she didn't eat much, Ling Yurou put down her chopsticks: "Xianggong, if you don't say it, I won't eat it." ”

Nangong Moyun froze slightly: "Rou'er, you think too much." ”

"No, I didn't think much of it!" Ling Yurou said softly: "If you really don't say it, then I really won't eat it." ”

Nangong Moyun slowed slightly, picked up the tea and slowly took a sip: "Rou'er." ”

"Huh?"

"Who is Sang-cheol?"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Yurou was shocked!

How could Nangong Moyun know about Shang Zhe?

"Xianggong, how are you ......?"

"You're calling him in your dreams." Nangong Moyun slowed down, sighed and said, "You call his name and tell him not to leave." ”

Ling Yurou mentioned in her heart, although Nangong Moyun's face was still very calm, but there was a deep sadness in her eyes, and the hand holding the tea couldn't help but tremble, Ling Yurou's heart hurt like being stabbed by a knife, and she felt guilty in her heart.

In fact...... She didn't have to feel guilty, but for some reason her heart just hurt, it hurt.

"Xianggong, do you really want to know?" She felt the urge to confess.

Nangong Moyun paused slightly, met her crystal eyes, and pursed his lips: "Is he still there now?" ”

Frowning slightly, Ling Yurou thought for a while and said, "He...... It's still there. ”