After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

Ning Yun quietly added another lamp on the long table.

After placing it in place, he moved the memorial that Xiao Linglang had marked and organized properly to a corner of the desk, waiting for Tuoba Jin to review it after he woke up.

He looked at the woman who was working hard but radiating a soft glow. He didn't know if it was because she took good care of the little princess, but his eyes when he looked at Xiao Linglang were filled with kindness and satisfaction.

He turned around and bent silently, his eyes sweeping over the memorials he had reviewed. Ning Yun recalled the scene not long ago when the Wolf Lord was reading beside him and the Empress was marking with her red pen.

The Wolf Lord's comments were just like his personality, cruel and ruthless, like a freezing cold snowy mountain. He would rather the wind and snow melt into a knife and slowly grind it on a person's neck, making the other person feel the feeling of dying little by little.

And your Majesty, Ning Yun touched the handle of the whisk, which was like a shallow stream embedded in the vast grassland, silently melting the coldness of the snow-capped mountains and moistening all things.

Another stick of incense passed, and there was one less stack of documents in front of Xiao Linglang. She raised her head and squeezed her stiff hands.

Alas~ Actually, being a waste is not bad. At most, she will be recorded in the history books as a bad guy for eternity, but she won't lose any meat.

There were a few more letters of greeting. Xiao Linglang finished reviewing them numbly and then stopped writing.

Her eyes gently fell on the person leaning on her shoulder.

His lips moved for a moment, but no sound came out, and his eyes were filled with countless emotions.

"Your Majesty, do you want to call the Wolf Lord back to the bedroom to rest?" Ning Yun leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Linglang raised her eyelids and met Ning Yun's inexplicably moving "affectionate" eyes.

She shook her head, and then made a grabbing motion with the hand that was not holding the pen. Her eyes fell on Tuoba Jin's handsome face, and she said softly, "It's numb."

Ning Yun's cheek muscles twitched suddenly, and his eyes were full of kindness. He repeated uncertainly, "Numb?"

Xiao Linglang nodded, "It's numb."

Putting down the pen, Xiao Linglang raised her hand and pushed the person leaning on her. She spoke in a gentle and soft voice as if she was trying to coax someone, "Lord Wolf, return to the bedroom."

However, one of his hands was numb due to being pressed down, and the other hand was sore, stiff and powerless when holding the pen. However, Tuoba Jin still leaned on her unshakably.

Xiao Linglang pushed several times, her brows becoming more and more furrowed.

Ning Yun, who was standing by, had been watching Xiao Linglang's actions with an expression of seeing through everything, and the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.

Her Majesty is concerned about the Wolf Lord and feels sorry for him.

He still insisted that his hands were numb.

He shook his head, thinking that he had been with the Wolf Lord for so many years, but he had never seen such an awkward and delicate girl.

After seeing Xiao Linglang fail several times, Ning Yun volunteered to go forward and call Tuoba Jin.

Before he reached Tuoba Jin, he bent down and raised his eyes, and a pair of dark and cold eyes locked onto him.

Ning Yun knew that Tuoba Jin was very wary, but he was still slightly frightened at this moment.

"Wolf Lord, it's getting late. You should be relocated."

He said respectfully.

Tuoba Jin put his arms around Xiao Linglang's waist, buried his head in her hair and took a deep breath, then uttered a breath in his throat, "Hmm."

He waved his hand and let Ning Yun leave.

After Ning Yun turned around, he also took away all the unimportant palace servants in the hall.

"Yue'er approved a lot."

Tuoba Jin casually glanced at the pile that had already been processed and immediately praised Xiao Linglang.

Xiao Linglang's other hand, which was still quite flexible, immediately covered her lips, and then complained in a bad tone: "My hand... is numb."

Tuoba Jin: ...

He lowered his head, pulled up the little girl's sleeves, and saw her red hands.

Awkward, still embarrassing!

But he is thick-skinned.