Ink dust raised its head almost instantly.

The wide sleeves waved and tightly covered the woman in his arms.

It seemed that the light was dim, Ruan Qingyin was a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously hugged the man's lean waist.

The action was not too big, but it made Mo Zhanchen's eyes a little darker.

Although he didn't know very well, he still heard Ruan Qingyin call Ah Chen.

Ah Chen, when she was in love, she liked to call it that.

"Uncle Emperor," the Emperor had already walked up to him, and there was a bit of flattery in his tone, "Can I come in?" ”

Mo Zhanchen lowered his eyes, pressed the little hand of the woman in his arms who kept moving, and warned in a low voice, "If you don't want to die, give me some peace." ”

I don't know if it's too gloomy, or if Ruan Qingyin really understands, in short, the woman in her arms is really a little restrained.

Only then did Mo Zhanchen open his mouth and say a word.

The maid pushed open the door and pushed the emperor in a wheelchair into the room.

When the emperor entered the house, he searched around, "Uncle Huang, where is my queen?" ”

"Who told the emperor that the queen mother is here with me?" Ink Dust asked in a deep voice.

The emperor didn't have any brains, so he answered whatever he asked, "It's the little palace maid I met in the imperial garden, saying that the queen went back to her parents' house today and brought something good to me, but it accidentally fell on the emperor's uncle, so I came over to pick it up myself." ”

Those long-soaked prostitutes. The eyes of desire are deep, but they can't hide the light that exudes excitement.

It can be seen that in the description of the palace maid, what is that good thing.

Mo Zhanchen's eyes changed for a moment, and he suddenly laughed, "Indeed, Niangniang has something left on me, but she hasn't come, so the emperor will take it personally." ”

As he spoke, he casually opened the dark compartment under the round table, took out a bag of pills, and threw it to the emperor.

The emperor was extremely expectant, and hurriedly opened the bag.

"Uncle Huang, this is ......" the emperor asked curiously.

Ink-stained dust, "Niangniang didn't say it, she just said that it was a good thing that the emperor needed, and if you want to know what it is, it's better to ask in person." ”

For pills, the emperor has always been eager to get them.

I don't care about anything else, and I want to go to Luanfeng Hall with joy.

When she turned around, a palace maid fell unexpectedly, and the whole person threw herself towards the ink dust.

The ink stained dust's eyes condensed, and Ruan Qingyin in his arms turned sideways to avoid it.

But the palace maid still touched the corner of her sleeve and screamed in shock.

With panic on his little face, he said hesitantly, "Under the prince's robe, there is a person!" ”

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Mo Zhanchen.

The Emperor looked inquiringly.

Just said that the queen was not here, but now she was found to have someone in her arms, it is really difficult not to make people suspicious.

However, no one dared to move.

Wouldn't it be too ...... if the regent was really the queen in his arms It's shocking!

"Uncle Huang, who is in your arms?" After a while, the emperor finally asked tentatively.

Mo Zhanchen's eyes were cold and cold, and he swept over the palace maid on the ground, and then slowly opened his thin lips, "It's just an idiot who eats the fragrance of the fragrance." ”

The Emperor was still tempting, "So, can I see what it looks like?" ”

"Yes," the ink stained his head, and his eyes were a little playful, "Anyway, it's a plaything, why don't you stay with me?" ”

As he spoke, he slowly withdrew a corner of his wide robe.

The emperor's blood was spurting, and he was already excited to move forward.

Even thinking that the ink stained dust was slow, he reached out and tried to help lift the robe.