Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

Another decree came, and Yao Tonghai frowned. He took a breath, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Mu Tianze has also been promoted to the rank of noble emperor. Knowing that Mu Tianze also went to the middle palace two days ago, why did His Highness the Queen get promoted all of a sudden.

There were only two of them at once.

Squinting, Yao Tonghai felt that there was something fishy about this matter, and he smelled an unusual aura.

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Zhong Changfeng finally finished handling the court affairs, and thought that he hadn't seen Zhou Jiangyan for a long time, so he went to the palace.

"I will have lunch in the middle palace today. Please prepare the sedan chair."

Seeing the imperial aunt retreat, Zhong Changfeng smiled lightly. His eyes were full of longing, and since he agreed to Zhou Jiangyan that night, he seemed to understand his own thoughts.

Not seeing him these past few days, the longing in his heart confirmed his idea.

My Zitong, not seeing you for one day is like three autumns. I am thinking of you, do you miss me?

of course……

"Jiangyan, this is the sachet I knitted for you. It can soothe your nerves and help you sleep. Do you still like it?"

"Jiangyan, this is my new snack. You like tea, so I tried to prepare some tea-flavored fillings this time, including Longjing and Tieguanyin. Please try it."

"I composed this piece for Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan kisses me and I will play it to you."

"This is a new sword dance, just for you to watch and kiss me."

"..."

Zhou Jiangyan sat on the soft couch, with Shen Lan and Mu Tianze sitting next to him. Although it was a little noisy, they were hugging each other, so happy.

He lowered his head and kissed Mu Tianze, then turned his head and kissed Shen Lan again.

But Shen Lan reluctantly kissed Zhou Jiangyan's lips again, even prying his teeth open, and entangled his lips and teeth. A burst of oolong tea's fragrance hit Zhou Jiangyan's mouth.

Zhou Jiangyan hugged Mu Tianze tightly and bit Shen Lan's lips punitively.

The three of them were so tired. Both Shen Lan and Mu Tianze relied on Zhou Jiangyan's arms, smelling the faint fragrance and feeling itchy.

Just when the gun almost went off, a male waiter came in to report. The news that Zhong Changfeng was coming shocked both of them, and then they became inseparable.

As the empress, Zhou Jiangyan put on his clothes. After Shen Lan put the phoenix hairpin on his head, the three of them got up and went outside the palace to greet the Holy Master.

"The emperor is here—!"

The housekeeper's aunt shouted at the top of her voice.

Zhong Changfeng, wearing bright yellow clothes, got off the sedan with the help of the steward's aunt. He waved away Supervisor Feng, and then walked quickly towards Zhou Jiangyan.

"His Majesty."

Zhou Jiangyan, Shen Lan, and Mu Tianze saluted together and said in unison.

Zhong Changfeng smiled. He reached out to touch Zhou Jiangyan's hand and said warmly, "Well, how have you been lately?"

Zhou Jiangyan gently shook Zhong Changfeng's hand and responded with a smile: "Zitong is very good, but he misses His Majesty so much every day."

Zhong Changfeng's smile became even wider. He looked at the remaining two people politely, but accidentally caught some expressions that were not restrained.

He is suspicious in his heart but does not show it on his face.

"Your Majesty, the waiter is very nice. Please forgive me for your concern." Shen Lan replied promptly, and Mu Tianze nodded in agreement.

Smiling and nodding, Zhong Changfeng took Zhou Jiangyan's hand and walked forward.

In the main hall, Zhong Changfeng sat on the left side, Zhou Jiangyan sat on the right side, and Shen Lan and Mu Tianze also found their seats.

A pot of water was boiling, and Zhou Jiangyan picked up the teapot and brewed a cup of Biluochun for Zhong Changfeng. The smoke curls up and the tea leaves slowly sink to the bottom.

Zhong Changfeng looked at Zhou Jiangyan who was pouring tea for him, and his eyes accidentally fell on the collar of his clothes that was half-covered with his movements. There is the white and smooth neck, and looking a little further down, there is the collarbone shrouded in shadow.

With his eyes focused, Zhong Changfeng suddenly raised his hand. Under Zhou Jiangyan's puzzled eyes, he pressed Zhou Jiangyan's neck and kissed him.

There is no taste in Zhou Jiangyan's mouth, but if he tastes it carefully, he can still feel a faint taste of tea.

Oolong tea.

Zhong Changfeng stroked Zhou Jiangyan's face. He watched Zhou Jiangyan sit down with unclear eyes. He shook the tea cup, moved it to his mouth, took a sip, and said softly casually: "I remember that Your Majesty doesn't like tea other than green tea."

Zhou Jiangyan smiled, as if he didn't hear Zhong Changfeng's overtones. He also picked up the tea cup, moistened his lower lip, and said, "Today Mu Guiyu made some creative pastries, and Zi Tong tasted one. It happened to be Tie Guanyin's, and it was pretty good."

After saying that, he put down the teacup lightly, looked at Zhong Changfeng with his narrow eyes, smiled and asked softly: "Your Majesty, do you want to try it? In the pavilion, Zitong asked someone to bring it."

Zhong Changfeng shook his head and saw that his expression was a little gloomy, but he still said: "No need, please show your kindness. However, there have been a lot of mosquitoes recently, please pay more attention to me."

Zhou Jiangyan blinked and said obediently: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The spring is bright and the snow has not yet melted. At this time of year, it’s just right to have a cup of hot tea.