Zhao Wanxi waved her hand without any pretence of the empress. She said with a smile, "anyway, leisure is also leisure. The emperor manages everything every day. I'll cook a bowl of desserts myself and send them to his study..."

The maid's eyes were wide open and speechless. The empress cooked in person. It was the first time that she saw her.

Corridor such as man with lingering, white moonlight, flowers and trees crisscross, fragrance overflowing.

The moment Zhao Wanxi appeared on the corridor with sugar water, Ning Shun noticed that there was a doubt on the bottom of her eyes.

He rushed forward and lowered his voice: "why hasn't the queen been resting so late?"

Zhao Wanxi gave him a witty smile: "isn't the emperor still here? I stewed the sugar water and sent it here... "

Without waiting for Ning Shun to pass on, Zhao Wanxi went into the study. Just now they were talking outside, and the men in the room heard them clearly.

Leng junao was holding the memorial in his hand, and his narrow eyes half narrowed. From the moment when the woman came into the study, his mind was completely unable to concentrate, but he didn't even lift his head, pretending that he was not affected at all, and his eagle eyes were still staring at the memorial.

Zhao Wanxi, with a smile on her lips, walked up to the man and handed over the desserts in her hand. She said gently, "ah, I've worked hard for a day. Let's have a rest. I've stewed the blood swallow in sugar water. Have a try!"

Cough!

The man took a puff from the corner of his mouth, slowly put down the memorials in his hands, with no expression on his face. He took the sugar water in her hand and took a sip of it. It was sweet and smooth, with excellent taste.

Zhao Wanxi looked forward to him for a moment and said, "what's the taste like?"

The man's sword eyebrows rose, eagle eyes full of sharp fine awn, lazily looking at her clear water eyes: "so late do not sleep, still waiting for me to praise you?"

She is still pregnant with the body, now are close to the son, she appeared in front of him with sugar water, should he praise the empress virtuous?

Zhao Wanxi's nimble water eyes flickered, her hand was in a flash, and she had a pair of playing cards in her hand. She blinked at the man: "come and play a game, and relax with you."

Zhao Wanxi is not willing to think that she lost last time. She has to pull back a game!

The man narrowed his eyes, glanced at the card in her hand, and said, "do you still play this? Don't forget that you are the loser of me

Zhao Wanxi disdained to curl her lips: "you were lucky last time, but not this time!"

Leng junao tasted another mouthful of sugar water and said, "I've always had good luck. Let's talk about it first. What if you lose this game?"

The woman tilted her head, her apricot eyes were smiling, and she became a crescent moon: "one hundred taels of silver!"

The man sniffed: "I'm not as greedy as you are..."

Zhao Wanxi gave him a white look: "then you say how to punish if you lose?"

Leng Jun Ao eyes sharp, straight at her, serious: "punish you in the future not to sleep so late!"

What kind of punishment is this? It's just love, OK?

Sometimes, when a man stares at wood, his face turns red, which makes him feel puzzled.

Who can't express in a fancy way!

Zhao Wanxi blushed and gave him a white eye: "it's not sure who will lose! If you lose, you will not be allowed to stay up late to read the memorials. "

The man's smile in his dark eagle eyes still pretends to be indifferent. He drinks all the sugar water in the bowl without wasting a woman's heart. Then he sets the empty bowl aside.