Mu Chengzhou's words changed: "But I can't bear it." He said softly: "Now you owe me two lives, pay it back slowly." ”

Yang Leyu blinked, if he didn't become the emperor, he would definitely be the most scoundrel bastard in the market, the most shameless porcelain professional on the street, and the big orange cat on campus who ran away after eating.

But he is the emperor, and not only can she not scold him, but she can only thank him.

Mu Chengzhou stared at her with a pout, she snatched herself out of the crook of the human arm, "It's late at night, I'll go back to sleep!" ”

Mu Chengzhou didn't stop her, but only ordered Feng Bao to send a warm sedan chair to send his concubine back.

The things in the palm of your hand are bound to be obtained, and everything is not in a hurry.

But what Mu Chengzhou didn't expect was that the palm of his other hand gradually stretched out towards his 'prey'.

*

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Leyu was still in a half-asleep state, and suddenly smelled a smell of fried chicken, and at first thought it was a dream, until the fragrance became more and more intense.

She sat up in a daze, and shouted at the top of her voice: "Gantang! Did you make fried chicken? ”

Gan Tang approached, "It's not the slave who did it, it's Langya who has come to see you." ”

Yang Leyu was still sleepy-eyed, and when she heard this name, she was sleepy.

Oops! He still found out who she was.

There is no way, the distinguished guest has arrived, how can there be a reason to close the door?

Yang Leyu dressed up a little, then walked out of the dormitory and came to the backyard.

Mu Qinghong was dressed in a white fox fur, standing in the snow and showing a more middle-aged appearance. Seeing that Yang Leyu was late, he smiled and held a food box on the stone table.

"Xiao Yu'er, try the freshly fried chicken."

Yang Leyu trembled when she heard his name. Small fish. Except for Wu Buyue who called her so, no one else has ever called her that.

Speaking of this nickname, when I was in high school, the class team building played an icebreaker game of 'small fish fishing through the net'. Yang Leyu is petite, and when she drills through the 'net' formed by her arms, she always can't catch it quickly, so she got this nickname. At that time, Wu Buyue called her every day, and she still covered people's mouths, for fear that the school grass would hear it.

She frowned at him and confirmed, "What are you calling me?" ”

"Xiao Yu'er." Mu Qinghong repeated, "Yu Meiren is the same age as me, since I know your identity, why bother to stick to the difference in generation, it seems close." ”

This is reasonable, perhaps she is thinking too much.

Yang Leyu nodded and acquiesced, and turned her gaze to the food box. That's right, that's where the aroma of fried chicken comes from.

Mu Qinghong lifted the lid and saw the crispy and smooth fried chicken obediently placed on the plate, beckoning to her.

The gluttonous worms in Yang Leyu's stomach were hooked up at once, and she swallowed her saliva, "How does Langya Hou know that I love fried chicken?" ”

Mu Qinghong frowned: "Since I call you Xiao Yu'er, why are you still polite to me?" ”

Yang Leyu hesitated for a moment and changed his words: "Qinghong." ”

Mu Qinghong smiled, Yang Leyu looked at him quietly, his eyebrows and eyes were not similar to Mu Chengzhou, even though he was also handsome, but he added a sense of warmth, like the moon and the breeze.

Mu Qinghong broke off a piece of fried chicken and handed it to her, "Taste it." ”

Yang Leyu couldn't wait for a long time, but he didn't dare to start for the sake of face, so as soon as he was invited, he immediately took it and bit it.

The chicken juice is splashing, and the happiness is overflowing. Yang Leyu nodded again and again, muttering: "It's delicious, it's so delicious!" ”

Mu Qinghong saw that she was in a hurry to eat, her lips were stained with crispy, and she reached out to dial it.

Yang Leyu was choked by his sudden movements, and subconsciously took a step back, "Langya ......." she paused, "It's okay, it's bothering." ”

Mu Qinghong saw that she had a big reaction, and realized that she was suddenly anxious, so she withdrew her hand.

A few little lambs in the backyard jumped over and circled around the two, making a soft cry from time to time.

Mu Qinghong leaned over and rubbed a lamb, "Xiao Yu'er, where did you get these lambs?" ”

Yang Leyu nibbled on the chicken leg and replied, "Your Majesty sent it." ”

Mu Qinghong's hands froze, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he quickly relaxed.

He let go of the lamb, "Sure enough, the royal brother is used to reading women's minds." ”

Yang Leyu didn't like what he said, and he couldn't find anything strange, so he didn't respond.

At this time, a familiar figure appeared at the door-

Wu Buyue hurriedly ran over with a colorful cloth, and as soon as she saw Yang Leyu, she pressed her shoulder, "Xiao Yu'er, were you okay last night?" ”

Yang Leyu wondered: "It's okay, what's wrong?" ”

Wu Buyue sighed as if she had landed, "It's okay, I came to look for you last night and found that you were not in Leyi Palace, and I thought something was wrong." ”

Yang Leyu didn't want to recall last night's absurdity, she hurriedly found time to diverge her words, pulled Mu Qinghong and said: "Wu Shangyi, you are busy and confused, why don't you say hello when you see Langya?" ”

Only then did Wu Buyue notice that there was still a person in the courtyard, and saluted: "The minister asked Hou Ye'an." ”

Mu Qinghong called her to get up, and his eyes fell on the cloth she was carrying, "What is Shangyi doing?" ”

Wu Buyue placed the sample cloths on the stone table in turn and introduced them one by one: "Chinese New Year's Eve is coming, these are the good materials selected by the Shangyi Bureau, the courtier is trying to ask the needs in the palace, just happened to meet Hou Ye and Tai Meiren, you two choose first!" ”

Yang Leyu glanced at the fabrics, which could be described as silk and satin, and animal skin velvet jackets were readily available.

Mu Qinghong: "Which one do you like?" ”

Yang Leyu remembered that at the enthronement banquet that day, Mu Chengzhou had said that he didn't like too gaudy colors, so his eyes stopped on the rose-red cloth for a long time.

"That's it." ”

Wu Buyue pouted, "How timid this color is, your vision is becoming more and more confused." ”

Yang Leyu didn't know that this color was gorgeous, but since Mu Chengzhou hated it, she must have disgusted him when she wore it, and he didn't want to ask her to accompany her every day.

Mu Qinghong saw that she had made up her mind, so she chose ochre blue that matched the rose red.

Wu Buyue works in the Shangyi Bureau, and she is the most clear about the matching of colors, and she immediately knows what this means.

She cleared her throat, "Langya Hou is His Majesty's imperial brother, at this time, I think that His Majesty is reviewing the chapter, and it is inconvenient for the minister to disturb, why don't you choose it for Your Majesty?" ”

Mu Qinghong happily agreed, and his knuckles swept together on a crowd of sample cloths, stopping on the bright yellow, "The imperial brother is the son of heaven, so he should wear yellow." ”

Yang Leyu shook his head: "Where is a gloomy person like him commensurate with Minghuang?" She searched around and found a piece of earthy yellow.

This color is like that thing, she glanced at Wu Buyue, "This is the most suitable." ”

Wu Buyue squeezed her eyebrows and accepted the sample cloth, "Since the selection is good, the minister will retire." After that, he left.

Yang Leyu filled her stomach, raised her eyes and saw that it was already three poles of the sun, and hurriedly instructed Gan Tang to prepare the palace maid's costumes, and wanted to go to the Qinzheng Palace to accompany the rebel.

Mu Qinghong stopped slightly, "Xiao Yu'er, when I came, I met Dong Ji Niangniang's soft sedan chair, and she seems to have gone to the Qinzheng Palace, you might as well wait?" ”

Yang Leyu was tricked by Dong Ji last night, and she was angry nowhere, so she couldn't wait to hear him say this, so she hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Mu Qinghong couldn't keep her, sighed lightly, and had to give up.