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Hearing his words, Huang Ying let go of her high-pitched heart, and couldn't help giving Muyu a grateful look.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan didn't know that there was something tricky in it, he knew what happened after a little thought.But if Muyu doesn't say anything, he won't ask, but... "If you don't like it, I can change two for you. It's useless to keep disobedient servants." Mo Yuan said casually.

"No need! I'm very satisfied with the four of them!" Muyu rejected his offer, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden no matter how hard he tried.He knew that the purpose of Mo Yuan's words was to make himself better accepted by these four people and make them feel grateful to him.

"What should I do, Your Majesty, I found that I like you more and more!" Muyu rested his chin in both hands, looking at him obsessively.

This kind of gaze is very useful to Mo Yuan, seeing his undisguised love, he couldn't help but say: "As a son of God, you must know how to be reserved!" Although he is very useful.

"Why?" Muyu didn't understand, and said, "If I'm hiding it, how do you know I like you? You don't like it?"

"Well..." He was a little distressed: "If you don't like it, then I won't say it!"

Mo Yuan: "... Cough, it's okay to be bold in front of me."

Muyu snickered and said: "I knew you would like it, because if you say you like me, I think I will be so happy!"

Mo Yuan couldn't hold back his face, and said with a straight face: "It's a pity, I don't like it at all!"

Muyu looked at him and smiled, then suddenly reached out and hugged him: "You must like me quickly, otherwise, I will be sad."

Mo Yuan's heart softened all of a sudden, he stroked his head and said, "I like what you gave me very much!"

Muyu was taken aback for a moment, then grinned stupidly, and said, "Do you like it? I still have it here. If you like it, I can give it to you!" His eyes were shining, not as if he wanted to give, but as if he had encountered some joy Unbelievable thing.

His heart and eyes are full of you, and he likes you without impurities, which is easy to move people's hearts. For some reason, Mo Yuan was a little bit possessed for a while, and said in a gentle tone: "Maybe, I still have something to do." I like you a little bit!"

Mo Yuan also felt strange, but it was only a few days, but he remembered this person in his heart.Although it can't be called love, it is much more important than other women in the palace.

Maybe, one day, I will really fall in love with him!A ridiculous thought rose in Mo Yuan's heart.

Muyu was taken aback, and then smiled: "I'm very happy, really. But, what I want is not just a little bit, what I want is your whole heart!" The well-hidden ambition in his eyes was completely revealed.

Mo Yuan squinted his eyes, seeing his appearance, but he didn't feel disgusted, instead a strange fighting spirit arose.

This little fish is really interesting, even the queen would not dare to expect such a heart from him!But he just dared!

He pinched Muyu's face, smiled suddenly, put his hand on his left chest, and said: "My heart is here, if you have the ability, you can take it!" He said so.

Muyu laughed, that's what he wanted!He is bound to win Mo Yuan's heart.

After eating and bathing separately, the two turned off the lights and went to bed.

On the bed, Mu Yu consciously kicked her quilt to the foot of the bed, and then got into Mo Yuan's embrace.

"Your Majesty, your body is really hard!" He was still not satisfied with using people as mattresses.

Mo Yuan's palm rubbed against his neck, Wen Yan squeezed the soft flesh on his neck, and said dangerously: "Don't you want to sleep yet? Why don't you let us do something meaningful?"

Muyu immediately closed his eyes, pretended to be asleep, and whispered: "I'm already asleep!"

The two talked, but the atmosphere became more intimate.

Mo Yuan smiled helplessly, what he said was of course a joke, this little fish's body is not suitable for him to toss about now.But thinking of the delicacies he had tasted in the past, Mo Yuan felt that his body was about to move.

Mo Yuan really wanted to throw the person away, but this person is in his arms but he can't move, isn't this torture?But he was really reluctant to part with this soft body.

After thinking about it, Mo Yuan still hugged him firmly in his arms.In fact, he doesn't place much emphasis on desire, but his desire is always stronger when facing the wooden fish, which really confuses him!

Only later did he realize that it was just because he had a crush on Muyu at that time, and he couldn't help himself.As it turns out, his body is far more honest than his mind.

The Fangcao Courtyard is developing well here, but the atmosphere of the Colorful Courtyard is stagnant.

The distance between Colorful Courtyard and Fangcao Courtyard is only about a hundred meters, so you can see everything that is going on there.

"My lord, the emperor is going to Fangcaoyuan again!" Zeng Min stomped his feet, looking at Fangcaoyuan almost bursting into flames.

This wooden fish is just the son of a sixth-rank county magistrate, how can he compare to his young master, when he first went to Beijing, didn't he just grab his young master's thigh?But after entering the palace, this guy got lucky instead, he was favored before his young master, and was promoted to Jieyu, the emperor even entered his Fangcaoyuan for four consecutive days.His young master is thousands of times better than that guy, the emperor couldn't see it, he really vomited to death.

"My lord, why are you still not in a hurry?" Seeing that Zeng Yihai was still sitting on the chair in a daze, Zeng Min became anxious.

"Otherwise, what do you ask me to do?" Zeng Yihai was helpless.

Zeng Min was poor at words, and mumbled, "It's better than doing nothing, right?"

Zeng Yihai sighed, his father Zhennan King was extremely powerful, but it was also because of this that the emperor would not have any good looks towards him.He entered the palace as a hostage so that his father would not dare to act rashly.However, he is a god-given son, how could his father give up his ideas for himself?

Zeng Yihai looked at the Fangcaoyuan not far away, thinking that Muyu would have hated him even if he lifted his shoes in front of him, but when he entered the palace, the other party left him far behind.

Zeng Yihai bit his lip, the light in his eyes flickered, and in the end, these emotions turned flat. He would not stay in this colorful courtyard forever.

"Call me Chang Ping!" Zeng Yihai said suddenly.