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This person really looked like a cloud of mist, and he couldn't see through.

Because of the scene just now, she couldn't figure it out!

Having followed Jun Wuyan back to his bedroom, Jun Wuyan was about to leave.

But at this time, Tang Qingming still clearly understood that Jun Wuyan had sent her back.

It's just that this warm and welcoming atmosphere only exists for a while.

Because, after Jun Wuyan took two steps, he paused and turned back.

"Uh……"

Seeing him suddenly turned his head, Tang Qingming suddenly felt a strong uncertainty.

"Just looking at the tree and standing on the tree, I saw such a beautiful scenery, I must have some sentiment, so let me have a look!"

After speaking, Jun Wuyan left like a gust of wind...disappeared...

Tang Qingming was left in a daze.

Tang Qingming stood there, blinking his eyes.

She heard it right, right?

I looked at a tree, then climbed a tree, and then for a while, I asked her to write about her afterthoughts.

Oh!

She is drunk too!

The tyrant gave the order, but the imperial concubine Qingming still didn't dare to obey.

If it annoys the tyrant, or the violent factors lurking in him are all aroused, that would be bad.

At the moment, Tang Qingming returned to his bedroom, and asked the maid to find the Four Treasures of the Study for her, and began to rack her brains to write about her feelings.

First, I wrote about how beautiful the trees are, and finally I took this to praise Jun Wuyan as a king.

The eloquent one thousand words are a little too much.

Finally, after finishing writing, Tang Qingming actually felt that he still had a little bit of meaning.

She immediately put down the pen in her hand and stretched her body.

"Fei Mo, wait for this ink to dry and send it to the Imperial Study Room!!"

After Tang Qingming finished speaking, he went to wash his hands and prepared to make up for a sleep.

Get up for dinner!

When Tang Qingming went to bed, the afterthought she wrote was completely dry, Fei Mo rolled up and planned to send to the Imperial Study Room.

But just after two steps, the oncoming Light Mo ran into her, holding a cup of tea in her hand.

Seeing this, Fei Mo was afraid that she would wet the white scroll in her hand and quickly raised it.

But the two people still ran into each other, and Fei Mo's clothes got wet.

The tea in her hand was still hot.

"Sorry!"

Qian Mo repeatedly apologized, reached out to take the scroll from Fei Mo's hand, and quickly let the palace lady on one side untie Fei Mo's clothes.

"Ah, this is all foaming, so I quickly took two ice cubes to apply a cold compress, then I used a silver needle to break it, and rubbed the white flower oil on it."

Qian Mo ordered that the maid on one side did something, and she supported Fei Mo and sat on the soft couch on one side.

She looked at Feimo's chest red, and there was a small blister, with an apologetic expression on her face for an instant.

"Sister Fei Mo, I'm really sorry!"

Qian Mo's eyes were red, and she apologized.

Fei Mo grew up with Qian Mo after all, and both grew up next to Tang Qingming since childhood.

She also knows Qian Mo very well, so this time, for her, she still believes in Qian Mo very much.

She must not be deliberate.

Although it was a bit unpleasant, it wasn't intentional, and she couldn't help saying more.