"It's okay, transfer more people to meet them, and follow me into the palace at dawn."

Ming'er was about to agree, Wen Ye pushed the door out, she had been listening to it in the house for a long time, until Mo Yan said that she would enter the palace to face the saint, she couldn't hold it anymore.

"I'll go too, don't want to leave me alone this time."

Wen Ye was dressed in a red shirt and her hair was loosely draped behind her head, and the Ming guards looked away after just one glance, and the roots of her ears were red and slightly embarrassed.

Mo Yan pulled the corners of his mouth, took off his coat and wrapped her tightly. He didn't expect that the ambergris he ordered when he went out was of little use to her, and since she heard it, it was not easy to hide it, so he immediately stretched out his frowning brows.

"We are husband and wife, so we naturally go together."

Wen Ye tugged at the placket of her clothes and curled her delicate body into her clothes, although it was a summer night, it was still too cool for her. Seeing that Mo Yan agreed so readily, she couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Mo Lang, don't try to play tricks."

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, if he really wanted to hide it from her, he wouldn't choose to say in the yard, the two have been married for a long time, she still can't figure out the situation, she is really a little fool, it seems that she is destined to be coaxed by him in this life.

"Before dawn, the third lady will sleep with me for two more hours, and I promise not to leave you behind."

Mo Yan smiled wantonly, his slender fingers slid across Wen Ye's cheeks, and the beautiful woman in front of him instantly blushed with shame, and was pushed into the room by his shoulders in a daze.

Witnessing all this, the Ming guard was stunned for a while, today's little marquis made his eyes light up, he never expected that the arrogant pavilion master would be coaxed by Mo Xiaohou Ye in three or two words, if he could have such ability, he would not be afraid that his sister Wen Jin would be angry with him.

"Our Ming'er has really grown up, and we all know that we are embarrassed."

Xiaochun smiled and rubbed his soft hair, and his eyes became extremely soft. The Ming guard scratched the back of his head and became even more embarrassed, how could Sister Xiaochun say it like his girl Huaichun.

"Sister Xiaochun, you said that we didn't say goodbye this time, would Sister Wen Jin be angry?"

"Go and write a letter, and say hello to me."

Xiaochun had long seen Ming's guard's thoughts, and when she was in Cangzhou, she found out that Ming'er cared about Liang Wenjin very much, but the difference between the two was two or three years old, so it was better to be cautious. At the moment, Wen Jinzhi is not here, Ming'er is young and undecided, and it is good for the two of them to practice for a few more years.

"Okay!"

Guarding Ming immediately showed his face and was no longer entangled, and was ready to finish the letter before dawn, and Sister Wen Jin would receive it earlier after he finished writing it earlier.

A ray of sunlight in the early morning shone on Wen Ye's body, Wen Ye yawned and stretched, but when he turned over, he pounced into the air, and the brocade belt that specially tied the wrists of the two people yesterday was also untied.

Wen Ye woke up instantly, looked around with wide eyes, and repeatedly confirmed that Mo Yan was really not in the room, so he sat up directly in anger.

"Mohiko!"

Wen Ye's roar immediately responded, Mo Yan pushed the door with the food box and entered, and the official uniform with a vermilion landscape pattern was worn by him again, and even the long flowing hair was neatly combed.

"The third lady got up?"

Mo Yan took out the breakfast from the food box and put them on the table one by one, with a faint smile on his face, looking in a good mood.

"What do you mean by that?"

Wen Ye was even more displeased when she saw his relaxed face, she got out of bed angrily, walked barefoot in front of Mo Yan without putting on her shoes, and strived to tear off the brocade belt tied to her wrist and threw it on the table.

Mo Yan frowned slightly, he didn't want to run away secretly, the third lady's move was too impatient.

"I have to practice and meditate when I am in the middle of my life, and it is really inconvenient to do this."

Mo Yan said and glanced at the brocade belt on the table, which was more than a foot long, this was originally a belt that tied the bed curtain, and she forcibly ripped it off to tie the wrists of the two together, and the one-foot-long brocade belt was only half a foot left.

The two lay close together on the bed, Mo Yan could only hug Wen Ye's waist and hug her in his arms, the summer underwear was already thin, Wen Ye was not honest after falling asleep, and he was always moving around to tickle his heart.

"Do you practice every day? What is meditation? Are you listening? What do you think about that?

Mo Zicheng!"

Wen Ye asked several times in a row but didn't see Mo Yan reply, and finally shouted Mo Yan's words in a very angry manner.

Mo Yan immediately came back to his senses, if he made Wen Ye even more angry, he would definitely call him Mo Yan directly to relieve his anger. He was thinking about how to explain the meditation, and as soon as he lowered his eyes, he saw Wen Ye's white and tender jade feet. He couldn't help but step forward and grabbed Wen Ye's waist, and lifted Wen Ye on his shoulder.

"Put me down, it's time for your official uniform to be pleated."

Wen Ye struggled to break free from Mo Yan's restraints, raised his hand and clenched his fist to smash it down. Mo Yan looked at Wen Ye and smiled wantonly, his words were still so free and uninhibited.

"Haha, don't you just want me to hug you barefoot?"

"I ......"

Wen Ye was speechless for a moment, his clenched fist stopped in mid-air, and he sat on the bed with him. Before she could defend herself, Mo Yan had already shoved a meat bun into her mouth, and she didn't know when he had brought it.

"I haven't freshened up, and it's too ...... to eat in bed."

Wen Ye felt that this was a little inappropriate, and then another spoonful of porridge was handed to her mouth, Wen Ye subconsciously opened his mouth and slowly swallowed it into his throat, a spoonful of half a bowl of porridge went down, Wen Ye felt full, and a hard-boiled egg with a peeled skin was handed over.

"I can't eat it, Mo Lang is more thoughtful than when I was a little confinement."

Although Wen Ye said so, although Wen Ye said so, he still smiled and took the boiled egg in his hand, and ate it slowly. Mo Yan was silent, leaned over directly, and hugged her into his arms in distress.

"I wasn't by your side during those days, and I'll make it up to you in the future."

Wen Ye burst into tears in an instant, it turned out that she had suffered Mo Lang in his heart, even if that period of time was irreparable, he would still find a way to make up for it. Mo Yan leaned over to wipe away her tears, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and waited for her mood to improve slightly, then called Xiaochun to dress her up.

The two of them drove into the palace gate in the carriage of the Hou Mansion, Emperor Yan had already prepared a chariot to pick up Wen Ye, and Emperor Yan looked tired and thin in the vertical arch hall, and the notes on the table were not less but piled high.

"Mention the Prison Division's Punishment Officer Mo Yan, and meet Your Majesty."

"Courtiers greet Your Majesty."

The two of them saluted, Emperor Yan was very relieved to see his imperial sister return safely, he suddenly lost his imperial sister, if anything happened to the imperial sister who returned to Beijing, the empress dowager was afraid that she would be sick when she heard it.

"Mo Shizi and the imperial sister don't have to be so polite, please hurry up!"

Emperor Yan strode forward to help the two of them up, looking at Mo Yan's vermilion official uniform and being very satisfied, the corners of his drooping mouth gradually rose.

"Xiao Weizi, give a seat to serve tea."

Gonggong Wei put the brewed fragrant tea in front of the two of them one by one, retreated from the hall, closed the door of the hall and guarded it outside the hall.

"Mo Shizi, try it, can you recognize this tea?"

Emperor Yan strongly recommended it, Mo Yan frowned, but he still took a sip and put it down obediently.

"Your Majesty should still call Lord Chenmo, anyway, this criminal officer was personally promoted by His Majesty, since His Majesty does not agree to the minister's resignation, then it is necessary to distinguish this title."

The two were talking vigorously, but Wen Ye didn't interject, picked up a book on the table and flipped through two pages randomly. On the first page of the book, two words are written "Tianjiao", which is Chu Tianjiao's thing,

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, the eldest princess, I didn't protect it well."

Wen Ye said with tears in her eyes, which suddenly aroused her apology. Counting the next day, Chu Tianjiao tomorrow is the last day of the first seven days, and she will definitely go to the eldest princess's mansion to incense.

"Sister Huang doesn't have to blame herself, Tianjiao's affairs can't rely on others, the queen mother had already turned her face with her before she went to Cangzhou, and I couldn't stop me from saying anything. Strange I saw the colt clearly, and thought he was just greedy for wealth. I didn't expect it, alas, I didn't expect it to be Qin Ying's son, and Tianjiao has never returned."

The more Emperor Yan spoke, the more sad he became, and the sadness at the moment was no longer disguised. Wen Ye knew that Emperor Yan would not have a good time during this time, Chu Tianjiao's body made him feel uncomfortable, and coupled with the hard work day and night in the court, Emperor Yan was sick if he continued like this

Target.

"Fortunately, with the queen by my side, I finally melted her cold heart."

"I'm sorry for your majesty."

"It's nothing, it's nothing compared to what the imperial sister has experienced, isn't it?"

Wen Ye nodded and shook her head, she didn't deny or admit it, the pain of losing a loved one is not prioritized, and the pain will accompany you every day.

"When did you get reinstated?"

Wen Ye pointed to the four-grade official uniform on his body, she remembered that Mo Yan had resigned from the four-grade criminal officer before, and the people who had raised the criminal prison department had complained about Emperor Yan's unfair employment, and dismissed such a capable and good official, if Emperor Yan knew about this, he would not have to shout that he was wronged.

"From today onwards, I will accompany you in practicing and meditating."

"Does the third lady want to double cultivate with me?"

"Double cultivation? What is it?"

"Isn't it the pavilion master, why don't you understand anything?"

"If you ask about the way of doing business, I can talk about it for a day, and the affairs of the court are nothing more than the collection of intelligence, the control of the little desires in people's hearts. No one is perfect, and everyone has a secret that they don't want outsiders to know."

"And what's my secret?"

"You are the person in my heart, and I don't want to use the power of the 'Mid-Levels Pavilion' to investigate you."

"I love to hear that, come here!"

"What?"

"Reward you, accompany me to Youzhou."

"Really? Will you take me?"

"It's the time to hire people, and you still have some use for it."

"Thank you for your appreciation."

Why is this so awkward, she is the person who Emperor Yan begged to use for three years, but she has become more and more lazy recently, and she has adapted to the idle life. She has been a pampered person since she was a child, and naturally knows how to pass the time effectively and interestingly, and during this time, she can be regarded as a free and easy third princess again.

Wen Ye was dressed in a cyan knight's uniform and drilled out a head behind the screen, and the dissatisfaction in his heart was all written on his face.