The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 446 445: Miyan and Qingyu together

The hall was silent for a while, and the officials were still silent.

Li Shilang's body was stiff and he didn't dare to move. There was cold sweat on his forehead, and he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it.

Yun Ranyue's eyes glanced at Li Shilang, and looked at the ministers: "Does anyone have anything to say?"

The faint voice, lukewarm, makes people feel creepy.

All the ministers were terrified and buried their heads like ostriches. No one dared to stand up and say a word.

Even the ministers who were close to Li Shilang moved a few steps quietly.

Only then did Li Shilang suddenly feel that he seemed to be too pushy.

Yun Ranyue's thin and cool eyes lightly narrowed: "Does Li Shilang have anything else to say?"

"No, no, no," Li Shilang hurriedly replied in panic.

Yun Ranyue lazily raised her eyes: "Then cut off your tongue."

In a word, he said it lightly, but Li Shilang was like falling into a devil's cave, his body went limp in fright, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "The emperor forgives the sin, but the humble minister just now."

In the middle of speaking, Li Shilang's tongue suddenly fell out of his mouth. Before he could react, the moment he caught his tongue with his hand, he was completely frightened and screamed.

After a few yells, Li Shilang was unbearable from the pain and blow, and passed out.

The guards outside the hall immediately came in and dragged Li Shilang away.

The ministers on the side all had pale faces. In order to protect their tongues, they did not dare to make a sound, even breathing carefully.

Yun Ranyue supported her forehead, her face was calm and calm: "Do you have anything else to report?"

Everyone lowered their heads, secretly glanced at the people around them, and finally no one dared to say a word.

Yun Ranyue got up: "Since there is nothing wrong, let's retreat."

"Long live, long live, my emperor."

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Nan Zhuohua is missing, and there is no mistress in the harem. Many ministers are staring at this matter, but no one dares to speak out. With Li Shilang as an example, those ministers dare not mention this matter anymore .

In the middle of the night, Miyan sat on the eaves, looking up at the cold moon hanging in the night sky, tears fell from the sockets one by one, tear stains covered her pretty face.

The moonlight is bleak and cold, no match for her full of sadness.

Since Wuyu's death, she has become taciturn, and now that Nan Zhuohua is missing, Miyan, who used to love to laugh, has never laughed again, and always hides alone in a place where there is no one and weeps quietly.

There were light footsteps behind him, and Mi Yan immediately wiped the tears on his face.

Qingyu came over and sat beside her, holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand: "Here."

Miyan's big red eyes were slightly swollen, and his voice was hoarse: "Where are you from?"

"I bought it on the street. I heard that you and the mistress both like to eat this food." Qing Yu replied softly.

Mi Yan glanced at the sky and wondered, "At this hour...is there still something for sale on the street?"

It's Haishi now, and there are no people on the street.

Qingyu lowered her eyes, and her ears were stained crimson: "I, I went to buy it at someone else's house."

In order to buy bunches of candied haws, he inquired to the house of the old man who bought candied haws.

Mi Yan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect him to be so thoughtful.

After taking the candied haws, she said softly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Qing Yujun blushed slightly.

Miyan took a bite of the candied haws, it was sweet and sour, exactly the same taste as the ones her master had bought before, this familiar taste made her nose sore, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Qingyu was at a loss for a moment: "You, don't cry, isn't it delicious?"

Mi Yan shook his head, his voice choked up: "Sorry, I miss my sister and master."

Qing Yu was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to comfort him, he raised his hand and awkwardly wiped Mi Yan's tears.

Then he spoke softly: "Don't worry, the mistress will be fine. Your sister is in the spirit of the sky, and I definitely don't want you to feel sorry for her." Looking at Miyan, Qingyu hesitated, and summoned up his courage: "Although Wuyu is not here Well, later, I, I'll take care of you, okay?"

After saying this, Qingyu felt nervous.

Mi Yan suddenly smiled, and wiped away the tears hanging from his face: "I'm not a child anymore, I don't need to be taken care of, don't worry, I'm not as fragile as I imagined."

"No, no," Qing Yu's face was slightly anxious, and he quickly explained with a blushing handsome face: "What I mean is, I want to take care of you, the kind that will take care of you for the rest of my life." His voice became weaker and weaker, and he was a little emboldened.

Miyan blinked her big clear eyes, somewhat puzzled: "Why do you want to take care of me for the rest of your life?"

Wuyu said that in terms of feelings, Miyan is an elm tree that won't bloom.

Qing Yujun's face turned even redder, a little embarrassed, and he didn't dare to look back at her: "Because, I, I like you."

Mi Yan opened his small mouth slightly in shock, unable to speak for a while.

Seeing her frightened appearance, Qingyu panicked: "If you don't like me and don't want to be taken care of by me, it's okay."

"I think."

The two words of Mi Yan startled Qing Yu again, and his expression was excited: "You, what did you say?"

Miyan laughed, her small face was as bright as usual, and the haze between her eyebrows dissipated: "I said, I want to be taken care of by you, and I want to be with you."

Although Mi Yan is very slow to understand emotionally, once she knows her own mind, she is never shy and treats her feelings in a big way.

She doesn't know when Qing Yu fell in love with her, but she has always had a good feeling for Qing Yu, and if she can be with him, she thinks it's also good.

Of Yun Ranyue's subordinates, Qing Yu is the most reserved and shy one. He fell in love with Mi Yan not long after Mi Yan and Wu Yu were with Nan Zhuo Hua, but he has never been able to find a suitable opportunity. Express your heart.

He wasn't sure if Miyan liked him too, and he didn't dare to speak up.

Now that he received Miyan's response, Qingyu was full of excitement, and he didn't know how to express it. He didn't know those sweet words, and he didn't know how to promise Miyan.

With a sincere expression on his face, he said to Mi Yan seriously: "Don't worry, I will definitely treat you well in the future, and I won't let you suffer any grievances."

"Well, I believe you."

Mi Yan chuckled, she had 1 trusts in Qing Yu's character, and even more believed that Qing Yu would not let her suffer.

She handed Qingyu the candied haws she bit into, "Taste it."

Qingyu looked at the place where she had bitten, hesitated for a moment, and took a small bite with a blushing face.

The sweet and sour taste was just like his mood at the moment.

Miyan asked, "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Miyan's heart was like the honey wrapped in the candied haws, sweetness came out of bitterness.

She believes that it must be sweet to have Qingyu by her side for the rest of her life.

In the dead of night, Ranyue sat in the study with her brows tightly frowned, her eyes were stained with green daisy, since Nan Zhuohua disappeared, he hadn't slept well, he sat all night long.

Without Nan Zhuohua by his side, he couldn't sleep all night.

In the early morning, Yun Ranyue sat alone all night.

Ling Po suddenly entered the palace, covered in dust and frost.

"Master, the mistress seems to have news."

(End of this chapter)