The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 272

The night was like water, Qing Emperor sat in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, with a hesitant expression.He was about to rest, but he was dragged off the bed by the brat in front of him.

Moreover, he was also puzzled by the request made by the brat.

"Yuan'er, you have always been alone, why do you suddenly think of having a family banquet?"

"Royal father..." Mo Linyuan was about to explain the reason, but Qing Emperor's eyes were filled with excitement suddenly, and he said with a smile:
"Father knows! Yuan'er has grown up and is at the age of marrying a wife. Old Wei, quickly give him the imperial edict and let him write it himself!"

"Come on, Your Highness, please wait, the slave will go right away."

Eunuch Wei hurriedly smiled and ran out excitedly.

Mo Linyuan was a little speechless for the two old and unruly men in front of him.So with a wave of his hand, Yan Feng stopped Eunuch Wei and dragged the old man back.

"Father, are you talking nonsense again?" Mo Linyuan sat at the table, holding the teacup in one hand, and jokingly smiled, "Do you want to rebuild this Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

Qingyi's face darkened slightly, Qingdi laughed dryly, and cursed:

"Brat, why did I give birth to you! It wasn't enough to burn down the imperial study back then, but now I want to order the Hall of Mental Cultivation!"

"Just talk about this banquet, can you hold it?"

Throwing the teacup on the table casually, Mo Linyuan returned to his perverse and willful appearance.

At this moment, his face was still a little pale, and his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, faint and hazy.The teenager is wanton, but has a maturity that does not match this age.

"Open, open as you say."

Emperor Qing waved his hand, and immediately let Eunuch Wei go down to make arrangements.He used to be under the control of Ah Ning, but now he is under the control of his son.

"Yuan'er, tell me the truth, what exactly do you want?"

In his impression, although Yuan'er was a bit fierce, she seldom took the initiative to intervene in court affairs, let alone family affairs.

"It's nothing." Mo Linyuan got up, his phoenix eyes were deep, but it was like the harsh winter. "Gong Ziyu touched Jiang Er, I have to express something. Don't I?"

Emperor Qing took a breath, and got angry!
"Okay, you go to bed earlier, I'll go see Jianger."

Mo Linyuan turned around, wearing ethereal purple clothes and an aggressive demeanor.In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in place.

Qingdi covered himself with a quilt, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, kind and gentle.

"Ah Ning, our Yuan'er has grown up. There are people he wants to protect and a path he wants to take."

Outside the hall, Qingyan sat under the corridor, dangling her calves.A pair of eyes watched the surroundings at any time, with a gloomy and terrifying expression.

So much so that when facing her with an aura of 1.8 meters, everyone around her cringed and did not dare to step forward.

The old doctor was sweating profusely, afraid that he would be called suddenly.Princess Jinzhiyuye, now even the princesses are not as expensive as her.

So nothing can happen.

Right now, Minghu has come several times, saying that the noble concubine wishes to see the princess, but Qingyan has turned her back.He could only be in a state of desperation, standing in the corridor with a group of court ladies.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure slowly passed through the crowd and walked in front of Qing Yan.

"Why are you here again?"

Qing Yan raised her eyes and looked at Yan Feng, curious and excited.

It's so boring here.

Yan Feng took out a large bag of food from behind, and at the same time told Qing Yan to secret something.

After Qing Yan heard it, she immediately hugged and ate food happily.Turning his head and glanced at the door, he nodded knowingly.

Then, immediately after that, everyone in Minghu saw Qingyan and Yanfeng, eating, drinking and chatting in the corridor, with a happy look on their faces.

These two are too bold...

There are no rules...

(End of this chapter)