Chapter 882

Biyu thought Meng yunniang had finally figured it out. She almost cried with joy and hurried away.

"Emperor, it's time to turn over the sign."

He Shuxi hung his head, walked forward quietly and said slowly.

Xiao Qinghe woke up from a dream. He wrung his eyebrows and glanced at the green card in the tray. He waved his hand impatiently, "blind dog slave, get off!"

Just then, the little eunuch outside came to report.

"Emperor, Princess Yun asked to see you."

"Yun Niang?"

In a daze, Xiao Qing stood up and strode out.

To be ashamed, Xiao Qinghe seldom thought of Meng yunniang during this period of time. He never felt that Meng yunniang could be soft on him, but as the Lord of the world, his dignity made him unable to be so humble to a woman.

But now, Meng yunniang came to see him in person.

After more than a month, Xiao Qinghe felt tears in his eyes.

He clearly understood from beginning to end that Meng yunniang was different from the harem women in his heart.

When he saw that obviously emaciated face, even if the other party didn't look good at this time, his face was still morbid waxy yellow. Xiao Qinghe was still inevitable. He thought of the happy time between them.

At that time, Meng yunniang did not know that he was the emperor of Daqian.

Two people are carefree, like ordinary couples.

Xiao Qing and his eyes turned red. He strode up to hold Meng yunniang's hand and held it tightly.

The voice was low and hot, "Yun Niang, I knew you couldn't bear me!"

Meng yunniang smiled. "I made you some soup. Would you like to drink some first?"

Xiao Qinghe has actually had dinner. It can be thought that Meng yunniang gave it to him, and he was moved. Immediately nodded and took Meng yunniang to the inner hall, "you drink with me!"

Meng yunniang naturally agreed.

At the table, they didn't talk much. However, there was heavy snow and a cold wind outside the window. In the warm room, two people sat opposite each other. Let Xiao Qinghe suddenly return to the once beautiful memory.

The person sitting opposite is the same as before.

The cold war has lasted for a long time. When we make peace at first, it is natural that we fall in love.

That night, Meng yunniang stayed in Ganquan palace.

At this point, Princess Yun began to be spoiled.

Of course, that's all later.

Weiyang hall.

White air lingered in the barrel full of petals. Su Yan squinted and leaned against the bed, playing with the ruby head sent by Bai RI and Shuxi.

Watakawa squatted in front of her and looked up at the woman in front of her.

Her eyebrows and eyes closed slightly, and her face looked more and more beautiful under the candle lamp.

Seeing that Su Yan had never noticed him, he looked more and more aggrieved. He hung his head and asked softly, "does the empress like this set of jewelry sent by the emperor?"

Su Yan was stunned and looked down at her eyes. She immediately laughed and laughed.

The more slender young man squatted in front of her, holding a pair of jade like feet in both hands, with an atmosphere of grievance all over.

Su Yan picked an eyebrow and pretended to nod, "well, naturally I like it."

Duchuan's eyes were cold.

Su Yan clearly felt that the big palm holding her feet was tight, her red lips were hooked, and her hands supported her eyes along the bed.

Duchuan slowly raised his eyes, and the fundus of his eyes was rippling.

"Does the empress like the emperor?" he asked softly.

The soft light outlined his picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

More and more beautiful.

Su Yan was funny. "What do you think? Whether you like the emperor or not will not affect your position around the palace, won't it?"