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Chapter 11 - Big Scoundrel, you're cheating

The madame was the only one who enjoyed such treatment. It seemed that this was the first time since the madame had passed away that the madame had taken the initiative to cover a woman with a cloak.

With this recognition, Feng Ji didn't know if he should be happy for his master, or worry for him.

"What are you still standing there for?" Gong Shengrui who was walking out of the imperial study, noticed that Feng Ji was not following him, and squinted his eyes in displeasure.

Feng Ji grinned and quickly followed.

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"Uuu ~" Duanmu Yan moaned as she slowly opened her eyes. She scanned her surroundings but did not find Gong Shengrui's figure. Where did he go? "

He got up, poked his head out of the royal study, and before he could even take a few steps, he met Chen Xi who was rushing towards him.

"Emperor! Didn't you say that you were going to see the little prince? Do you know how hard it is for me to find you! " Chen Xi sized his own master up, and after confirming that she was safe and sound, he heaved a sigh of relief, "Emperor! Your face? "

Duanmu Yan subconsciously touched her cheek. "What happened to our face?"

Seeing her confused face, Chen Xi laughed and shook his head: "Forget it! Let's return to our chambers first! "

"Oh!"

Chen Xi took off Duanmu Yan's cloak and covered her head, covering the dirt on her face.

Duanmu Yan turned his head uncomfortably: "Can you not cover your head?"

"If you don't cover your face, the maidservants will laugh at you!"

"Really?"

"En!"

Seeing that Chen Xi did not seem to be lying, Duanmu Yan nodded her head: "Fine!"

It was unfortunate that the etiquette in the Emperor was not neat and tidy, and when it reached the ears of the ministers, Chen Xi intentionally picked a quiet path and brought Duanmu Yan back to the Qianqing Palace.

"Yun Chan! Go get a basin of water! "

"Yes sir!"

Entering the palace, Chen Xi helped Duanmu Yan take off the cape on her head. Duanmu Yan rolled her eyes and jogged to the bronze mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, she immediately pouted unhappily.

"It must have been that big scoundrel who drew it on my face while I was asleep!"

Chen Xi did not believe that the Prince Regent, who never had a smile on his face, would do something so silly. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Duanmu Yan's hand, and as expected, he saw that her palm was covered in ink.

Duanmu Yan tilted her head, and stared at the center of her palm for a moment: "Could it be, that we painted it ourselves?"

"Very likely!"

After Duanmu Yan heard this, she immediately lowered her head.

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"Why did you abandon Zhen yesterday and secretly run away by yourself?"

Gong Shengrui glanced at Duanmu Yan indifferently, he retracted his gaze and continued reading the report.

"Hey!" "Why aren't you paying attention to me!" Duanmu Yan did not let him off, he extended his hand out to pat Gong Shengrui's shoulder, but before the tip of his finger could reach's shoulder, it had already been swung away.

"A certain someone is sleeping like a dead pig, how dare he interrogate the I!"

"Eh ~" Duanmu Yan: "~ Then why didn't you wake us up?"

"Is that necessary?" Gong Shengrui asked instead of replying.

Duanmu Yan frowned, then pouted and complained: "You're being shameless, you clearly promised me that if we finish studying Mo Xie, you will return the little prince to me!"

"You're talking to yourself!" With a 'pa' sound, Gong Shengrui threw the imperial report onto the table, "Get out!"

"No!"

"What is it? Let the I take action personally? "Hmm?"

Duanmu Yan pursed his lips and pursed his lips again. A layer of mist gradually rose from his eyes, as if they could turn into tears at any time, and rolled down along the corner of his eyes …