princess regent lifted from her grave

Ye Lijue glanced lightly at Brother Eight Emperor's playful eyes, and knew what was on his mind, and said coldly,

"Or ask Qingyun to find you the portraits of those women tomorrow."

Ye Linxiu glared at the ninth younger brother. This ninth younger brother is a vengeful man, so he didn't have a good temper.

"Isn't this matter already exposed? Why bring it up!"

Ye Lijue gave him a look that she understood, and ignored it.

Ye Linxiu smiled lightly and continued drinking.

Ye Lijue has been taking care of Mu Fengyan's meals, and the three of them are talking and laughing, eating to their heart's content.

As long as Ye Lijue and Mu Fengyan dine together, Yelijue will definitely be the one who takes care of him the most.

After drinking for three rounds, Ye Linxiu was slightly drunk.

Ye Linxiu watched the sweet interaction between the two of them, his thoughts drifted away, and he kept pouring wine.

Mu Fengyan glanced at King Xiu's expression, then gave Ye Lijue another look.

The corners of Ye Lijue's mouth curled up slightly, he understood Yan'er's meaning, Brother Eighth Emperor was a bit greedy for drinking, he already looked a little drunk, he handed Yan'er a cup of tea, and said softly,

"He hasn't had a drink for a long time, if something happened just now, it's okay to be greedy for a few drinks, and Qing Feng will carry him back soon."

Mu Fengyan was puzzled, "Isn't there a carriage?"

"He smells too much alcohol, he is not suitable for riding in a carriage, Qing Feng will carry him back, and it will let him lose the smell of alcohol."

Mu Fengyan laughed softly, and once again looked at King Xiu sympathetically, as if thinking of something, he took out a very small porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket again, which was different from the previous porcelain bottles.

Ye Lijue looked at Yan'er's sleeve pocket and raised her eyebrows, then looked at this distinctive little porcelain bottle again.

Mu Fengyan handed the porcelain bottle to Ye Lijue's hands, and said,

"There are small white pills in it. King Xiu can take one before going to bed, and he won't have a hangover headache tomorrow."

After Mu Fengyan finished speaking, she heard a thud.

The two hurriedly looked to the side, only to see that King Xiu had fallen asleep lying on the table. It turned out that the bang just now was the sound of King Xiu's head slamming on the table.

Mu Fengyan looked at King Xiu whose cheeks were flushed and who was already soundly asleep, wondering if it was her illusion, she found a drop of crystal slipping from the corner of King Xiu's eye.

Mu Fengyan looked at the drunk King Xiu, and asked, "Is King Xiu drunk now?"

Ye Lijue nodded slightly, turned her eyes to look at Mu Fengyan and said softly,

"He hasn't touched a drop of alcohol for ten years, so drinking so fast today is naturally overwhelming."

Then he called softly, "Qing Feng."

Qing Feng pushed the door and entered.

Ye Lijue's cold voice came again,

"You carry King Xiu back." Then he handed the small porcelain bottle in his hand to Qing Feng,

"Before bedtime, let him take one."

Qing Feng glanced at the drunk and unconscious King Xiu, with a bitter expression on his face, "My lord, don't we have a carriage?Why did you ask your subordinates to carry him back?

Seeing Qing Feng not moving, Ye Lijue raised her eyes and looked at him coldly. Seeing the prince's familiar eyes, Qing Feng immediately regained her senses, hurriedly picked up the porcelain bottle, and carried King Xiu on her back to the palace.

On the way with King Xiu on her back, Qing Feng finally understood why the prince didn't let King Xiu take the carriage.

It's just that he suffered from being vomited by King Xiu.

He had already walked very steadily, and seeing that the situation was not right, he quickly put King Xiu off his back, but King Xiu still vomited all over him. If King Xiu was in the carriage, with the constant shaking of the carriage, Didn't he vomit more seriously, and the prince's carriage will really suffer.

Qing Feng sighed secretly again, lord, you are so wise, it's just that he suffered.

private room

Seeing that King Xiu had already left, Mu Fengyan asked,

"Ye Lijue, what is the relationship between that woman and King Xiu? Seeing the expressions of the two of them today, they should have liked each other very much before."

Ye Lijue nodded slightly, and said slowly,

"When I was young, I vaguely remember that Brother Eight Emperor always smiled happily when he mentioned the woman. At that time, I didn't care about this matter. A few days ago, when I asked Qingyun to sort out all the affairs of Brother Eight Emperor, Qingyun reported Only then did I know who this woman is."

Mu Fengyan, who was full of food and drink, nestled next to Ye Lijue, quietly listening to Ye Lijue's story about them.

Ye Lijue looked down at Mu Fengyan who was lazily nestling beside her, with gentle eyes, he stretched out his hand to embrace him in his arms, Mu Fengyan was startled, and when he came back to his senses, he had already sat in Ye Lijue's arms .

Ye Lijue looked at Mu Fengyan with extremely gentle eyes, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her voice was soft,

"Yan'er, wouldn't it be more comfortable to listen to stories like this."

He raised his head and gently pressed Yan'er's small head on his chest.

Mu Fengyan listened to Ye Lijue's powerful heartbeat, feeling extremely at ease, wrapped his hands around his waist, leaned his small face on his chest, smelled the sandalwood on his body, and listened to his strong and powerful heartbeat. With a strong heartbeat, enjoying the peace of the moment, silent in the world that belonged to the two of them alone, Mu Fengyan was suddenly very greedy for the beauty of the moment, and really wanted to go on like this forever, without those messy things, and without endless memorials, Just the two of them.

Ye Lijue lowered her eyes to look at the person in her arms, with a smile on her brows and eyes, Yan'er liked the peace at this moment, why didn't he, since the death of his father, he rarely had such a peaceful moment, even if he did, It's time to be with Yan'er.

After a long time, Mu Fengyan asked, "Why don't you tell stories?"

After Ye Lijue heard this, she burst into a muffled laugh, and said softly,

"I thought Yan'er had long forgotten about Brother Eight Emperor, and she was in my arms, enjoying the beauty of this moment."

Hearing this, Mu Fengyan blushed and patted him lightly.

Ye Lijue let out bursts of muffled laughter again in his chest, his tone was full of joy, and he spoke softly,

"Yan'er, in a few months, you will be married to Ji. How about we get married after Jiji has passed? Or should we get married first, and then we will have a bridal chamber after Jiji? In a few days, the enthronement ceremony will be held. In the empty palace , you have the heart to live with me alone?"

Mu Fengyan saw that his topic was getting farther and farther away. This is the first time he has asked for an early marriage. Although her actual age is less than Jiji, her soul is the same age as Ye Lijue, and she looks like she is now, regardless of her height. Or something else like seventeen or eighteen,

The appearance is even longer, no wonder Ye Lijue is anxious, they are in the market today, and the crowds they pass are all looking sideways at them, Ye Lijue is afraid that she has other thoughts, and she is also afraid that Yelijue will be caught by others. She snatched it away, but got married early, and she felt that her mother and father would not agree.