The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Duan Yihuang glared at her angrily: "Who cares about these meats, at worst, I will return them to you."

After finishing speaking, she rubbed her face against Yun Mumu's hand.

"The emperor really wants to return it to his concubine?" Yunmu the horsetail thief smiled.

Duan Yihuang's heart sank, and he secretly cried out that it was not good.

Before she had time to retract her head, Yun Mumu's small white hands had already started to tug on her cheeks.

The two wrestled together...

Bing Qiao at the side: ...

Are you still talking about business?

It wasn't until a figure collapsed into the hall that Yun Mumu and Duan Yihuang stopped fighting.

It was Yun Churan who came in at the door. She was wearing a big cloak, a big cloak that obviously didn't belong to her.

Bingqiao knew at a glance that it was Xiao Zhiqing's, and gave Yun Churan a resentful look for Tong Yu.

Yun Mumu glanced at the cloak on Yun Churan's body, it was a little wet outside.

There was also a lot of plain snow on the white fur of the collar.

The long hem dragged on the ground, making Yun Churan's body even more frail and petite.

Yun Churan noticed Yun Mumu's gaze, and hurriedly explained: "The educated youth brother gave it to me. He said the snow was big, so he insisted on putting it on for me. I said no."

Bingqiao snorted coldly after hearing her words.

Gong'e at the side came in and helped her take off her cloak, then handed her a hand warmer, and brought her a chair.

Yun Mumu watched the little Gong'e serving Yun Churan with all her heart, and couldn't help but looked at the tyrant again.

Look, look, if a man is capable, women are treated like this. If the man is not capable, the woman will suffer too.

Duan Yihuang, whose face was pinched with finger marks all over, could understand the meaning in her eyes very well.

But he could only pretend that he didn't understand, and then quickly turned his little eyes elsewhere.

Yun Churan needed two maids to wait on a chair, and when he finally settled down, Yun Mumu asked, "Is my sister feeling better?"

She hasn't seen her since Yun Churan pulled eight times last time.

But judging by her complexion, she should have almost recovered. After all, there are so many people who take care of her and care about her.

"Much better, thank you sister for your concern." Yun Churan covered her face with a veil and replied softly.

Yun Mumu nodded to express his relief, "That's good, I originally wanted to visit my sister, but I was in this deep palace, so I had no choice but to let my sister come over and visit here sister you."

Yun Churan: ...

I don't understand what nonsense you're talking about.

Gong'e served Yun Churan tea, but she didn't even give Yun Mumu a cup by the way.

Duan Yixuan pretended: Don't look at me, don't look at me.

Yun Mumu poured himself a cup of tea without hesitation, and the man looked at Duan Yihuang again with his helpless eyes.

Duan Yihuang: Damn, I can't hide
In fact, Yun Mumu called Yun Churan over just to clarify some things.

"Sister, I heard that the person who poisoned you was Yue'er?"

As soon as Yun Mumu mentioned this matter, Yun Churan's eyes began to gather tears, and he choked up, "I don't know why she would do this."

Yun Mumu seemed careless, but she was actually observing Yun Churan's expression, "Maybe, she is jealous of you."

"Ah?" Yun Churan wiped away tears innocently, and when he looked over, he looked very pitiful.

"Bengong just talk about it." Yun Mumu took a sip of tea, then said something else casually, bypassing the topic.