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Not long after Ye Fangcheng ascended the throne, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Mu Mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the servants in the mansion were more joyful than Mu Qingli and Mu Quansong. All kinds of lanterns were hung all over the small courtyard.

The maids who are as kind as his elder sister hung a lot of rabbit lanterns in the yard outside his room. When Mu Qingli asked about it, they said lovingly: "Master, you liked these the most when you were young, and you asked for them every year. Fill your yard with rabbits, have you forgotten?"

Mu Qingli said that he really wanted to forget.

The main members of the Mu family are only him and his father, Mu Quansong.The birth mother only lived in his memory, her health was not very good, and she passed away when he was young.

He flipped through his memories and found that she was a very gentle woman.

"Your Majesty he..."

After dinner, he and Mu Quansong took a walk in the yard, and the latter looked at him, hesitating to speak.

Mu Quansong always felt that his son was a bit strange recently. In fact, everything seemed normal, but he felt that his son suddenly seemed to be much more sensible and quieter, which made people less and less able to see through him.

"Very good." Mu Qingli replied.

Ye Fangcheng has always cared about him.

But he still reminded his father: "However, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Father, we should be more careful in everything."

Mu Qingli reminded again with indirect remarks: "Since the Mu family has the ability to help him become emperor, when he firmly grasps the power, he will definitely start to fear us. Although we are close to His Majesty now, my son thinks that we should leave a leeway for ourselves." The road is also a good idea, what do you think, Dad?"

Mu Quansong looked surprised, but replied: "Father thinks so too."

The father and son said, looking at each other and smiling.

Mu Quansong's appearance was actually somewhat similar to that of his suzerain daddy in the cultivation world, so he also looked at him kindly.

"Master!"

While watching the moon leisurely with Mu Quansong, the maid in the mansion suddenly trotted over to call him from a distance, with a bit of joy on her face.

"Someone is coming from the palace. They are waiting outside the mansion. It seems that His Majesty sent you into the palace." Maid Hui reported.

Disciple?

Mu Qingli was in a daze.

Ye Fangcheng has been very busy this month, and he hasn't seen him for a while.

He felt that his mood seemed to be a little calmer, at least now he would not want to kill people when they met, Ye Fangcheng should be safe.

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Mu Qingli has been in and out of the palace several times since he traveled through time, and he is already familiar with it.

It's just that on this day, the loyal guard beside Ye Fangcheng led him on a different path than usual.

"Where are we going?" Mu Qingli subconsciously became vigilant after wandering in the cultivation world for many years.

The guard smiled mysteriously: "Young master, follow me."

The path I walked became more and more remote, and in the end I almost came to a wild place.

The guard who led him suddenly disappeared, and another figure with a familiar aura suddenly appeared behind him, hugged him, and covered his eyes with a warm palm.

"Don't be afraid, it's me." Ye Fangcheng's gentle voice sounded from behind him.

Mu Qingli's body froze, without struggling.

In fact, he was not used to such close contact with Ye Fangcheng.

In his previous life, he lived too pure and ascetic, and his disciples always respected him, even if he became a Taoist couple, such intimate contact was very rare.

"Close your eyes first, I'll take you to see something." Ye Fangcheng said, after confirming that his eyes were closed, he let go of the hand covering his eyes, and then gently held him, step by step, patiently Take him somewhere.

Even with his eyes closed, Mu Qingli's steps were steady.

The little apprentice didn't know what he was doing, he was very mysterious.

They walked like this for quite a while, until Ye Fangcheng stopped and stopped pulling him to move on.

"Okay, open your eyes."

What caught Mu Qingli's sight was a large pond dotted with countless lotus lanterns.The colorful lotus lanterns flickered on the surface of the pool with the flames flickering, dazzled Mu Qingli's eyes in the night, and it was so beautiful, it was like the entire starry sky fell into the lake.

His eye sockets instantly turned red.

Not because he was moved, but because the little apprentice did the same thing to him in his previous life.

When he broke through to the realm of transforming gods for the first time, the little apprentice secretly kept it from him and filled the lake on the fairy peak with lotus lanterns to welcome him back.

Mu Qingli was really happy and moved at that time.

But now, although he has always liked such things, those good memories from his previous life have remained in this life, and they have all become lies and illusions that hurt him.

"Do you like it?" Ye Fangcheng asked with a low smile.

"These are all made by myself, you must not like them."

The little apprentice said the same thing at the time, and he believed it.

In this life, Mu Qingli really wanted to believe it, but he didn't even need to use mind reading skills, he would know it was fake.

"You are a prince... no, you are the emperor now, and you still know these rough jobs?" Mu Qingli asked calmly.

Ye Fangcheng didn't realize that this was a secretly ironic remark, and he replied seriously: "I'm not good at other rough jobs, but I'm very good at this alone."

What he said was true.

Because there is a person who likes these fancy things for no reason.

As long as he likes it, he still has to force him to help, and then while he's not paying attention, he purposely fills up his Immortal Pond with these things.The man was happy, but in the end he was the one who needed a lot of effort to clean up.

In fact, he was bored and didn't like to deal with these troubles.

But I don't know why, after that person is gone, he has to sprinkle the lotus flowers in the fairy pond by himself on that day every year, and pick them up in silence the next day.

Pretend that the person who is always against him and makes him angry is still there.

Pretending that his primordial spirit...hasn't been broken.

Mu Qingli happened to not hear these words.

After discovering that listening to the voices in other people's hearts would make him feel very tired and in a trance, he tried to reduce the use of this ability as much as possible, and planned to replenish his energy first.

Most of the time, his mind reading skills are only used on Ye Fangcheng. However, Ye Fangcheng has been treating him wholeheartedly lately, constantly brushing his favor, and his heart is unexpectedly calm, so before Ye Fangcheng changed his attitude towards him, he did not go to find out about him for the time being. Heartfelt meaning.

The pain in Ye Fangcheng's eyes, with the blink of his eyes, spread into ripples and gradually faded away.

Mu Qingli walked to the pond, bent down, and reached out to pick up the pink lotus closest to her.

He lowered his eyes and looked at it fondly for a long time, then suddenly reached out and knocked it over.

The light on the flower core fell into the water and went out, Mu Qingli stood up again, and said calmly, "Don't do it again."

"I do not like."

The atmosphere that was supposed to be warm and moving suddenly turned cold, Ye Fangcheng looked at Mu Qingli's back in front of him, his eyes were a bit astonished and dazed.

"Okay." Ye Fangcheng quickly recovered, "I won't do it in the future."

As he spoke, he slightly retracted the hand hanging by his side, and quietly hid the bruised fingers from making lotus lanterns under the wide sleeves.

The lotus lantern that was supposed to greatly enhance Mu Qingli's favor has become an embarrassing existence. Fortunately, Ye Fangcheng's concentration is strong enough, and he immediately calmed down his wavering heart. As if what happened just now had never happened, he asked with a smile: "You Have you eaten yet? Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I have prepared a lot of delicious food for you, as well as moon cakes."

Mu Qingli replied honestly: "I ate with my father at home."

"It's okay, it's okay if you can't eat, I just want you to accompany me." Ye Fangcheng said softly.

Having said all this, if Mu Qingli refuses again, his attitude will be too indifferent.

Like Ye Fangcheng, now is not a good time for him to expose himself, so he agreed: "Of course."

A little embarrassingly, Ye Fangcheng thought that Mu Qingli would like his surprise very much, and arranged their banquet on the waterside pavilion by the pond.

At a glance, it is like a twinkling fire like a star.

"This..." Ye Fangcheng rarely looked embarrassed.

Mu Qingli looked at him, and softened his heart a little bit: "It's not in the way."

Among other things, Ye Fangcheng really knew his food preferences like the palm of his hand, almost all the dishes and sweets he liked were placed on the table.

He ate with Mu Quansong at Mu's house just now, and he was only a little full after eating.Seeing these foods made him a little appetizing, but he still couldn't help moving his chopsticks a few times.

Seeing this, Ye Fangcheng seemed quite happy: "If you like it, eat more."

During this period, Mu Qingli still moved his mind a little, wanting to hear what the little apprentice was thinking, but he was still completely clean.

If he hadn't tested it on people in the house these days to make sure that his mind-reading ability was still there, he might have thought that his ability had failed.

At the banquet, fine wine is naturally indispensable.With the experience from the previous time, Mu Qingli was still very careful, and only had a few sips of drink, but wanted to take the opportunity to get Ye Fangcheng drunk.

Ye Fangcheng didn't seem to really plan to do anything this time, and he seemed to like the taste of this fruit wine quite a bit.I don't know if he is really happy, or if he has other things on his mind, Mu Qingli pours him easily.

Then it turned out that Ye Fangcheng's drinking capacity was not very good.

"A Li..." Ye Fangcheng straightened his back and sat on the floor facing him, and called his name softly just like that.

Mu Qingli accidentally heard a trace of deepness and loneliness from his short two-word tone.

Today is different from the past, Ye Fangcheng has become the king of a country, in addition to wearing a dragon robe, his own temperament seems to have become much calmer.When he was drunk, his face was not very red, but his eyes looked a little more sincere than when he was sober, and there were a lot of slack.

Mu Qingli held the wine glass in his hand and twirled it lightly, with the other hand he tapped on the low table intentionally or unintentionally, a shallow and charming smile suddenly melted in his eyes.

"You are drunk, Your Majesty." Mu Qingli said.

Ye Fangcheng replied word by word: "I'm not drunk."

"Oh." Mu Qingli responded, put down his glass and asked him, "You asked me out today, did you have another bad idea?"

"Just like that day, you want to plot against me."

"No." Ye Fangcheng replied sullenly.

Mu Qingli thought about it, and immediately heard the excited voice of the little milk.

"Cheer up, can't you tell that it's an invitation? Why don't you hurry up and get someone done while you're drunk!"

【No. 】Although Ye Fangcheng was drunk, he was still very sober about certain bottom lines.

Mu Qingli saw that Ye Fangcheng's eyes became more and more hazy, so he summoned the guards who were guarding them nearby, and escorted them back to Ye Fangcheng's bedroom.

Ye Fangcheng was usually very serious in front of other people, and he was obsessed with cleanliness, so he didn't want others to touch him, so the task of supporting him was given to Mu Qingli, who was the only one he accepted.

On the way back to the dormitory, Ye Fangcheng's eyes were all on his face, while the voice of the little milk continued.

He hates iron for being weak: "Don't explain, you just can't do it!"

【I can't do it. ] Still in a serious and serious tone.

Mu Qingli turned his head slightly, looked at his eyes that always gave people the illusion of affection, suddenly wanted to make trouble with him, and deliberately lowered his voice and asked: "Ye Fangcheng, do you want to kiss me?"

Ye Fangcheng's gaze seemed to freeze for a moment.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and said silently: "I... can't."

The author has something to say: Mu Qingli: Oh, you admit it, but you just can’t do it.

Ye Fangcheng: ... (grievance.jpg)

#我一个第一篇后一些修改了一些, originally wanted to change it earlier, but the review took too long! ! _(:з」∠)_So if you have read this chapter and found a little angel who is a bit out of touch, you haven’t seen my revised version#