There is a powerful minister Bai Yueguang in my heart

Chapter 290

"What did father do when he left the palace?"

Xuanyuan Changsheng raised his face that was about to be buried in the bowl, swallowed his favorite fresh and spicy venison slices, and asked curiously,
Qin Yao looked at Xuanyuan Ying, took a few mouthfuls, and no longer felt hungry, but also had the mood to pay attention to other things.
Xuanyuan Ying glanced at Xuanyuan Changsheng indifferently, put the peeled hibiscus shrimp in a small bowl, took the wet handkerchief from Xiaochazi, and wiped his slender fingers slowly,
"Don't eat and sleep, don't talk, if you forget the palace rules and etiquette, let the teacher go to the Palace of Longevity alone. It just so happens that tomorrow is also a holiday."

Xuanyuan Changsheng: "..."

His mouth subconsciously pursed and closed tightly. Is it too late for him to take back what he just said?
Ever since he was ignorant and remembered, the emperor asked Mr. Education to teach him palace rules and etiquette. If he were to teach him again now,
When the little nephew and niece grow up and find out about this, he will lose the face of being an imperial uncle.

Thinking about it, Xuanyuan Changsheng's six-year-old child's young mind suddenly became ill, and he cast Qin Yao's help-seeking gaze,
"I will pay attention to it after I live forever. The emperor doesn't want to punish me. It's hard to take a holiday. I should relax and do something I want to do."

Qin Yao understood, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and served Xuanyuan Ying a bowl of ginseng chicken soup. The chef's craftsmanship is very good, and there is no earthy smell at all.

Xuanyuan Ying took it and picked up the spoon and took a sip. He didn't insist that Mr. Education go to the Hall of Longevity, and Ben just said casually,
Xuanyuan Changsheng, who had escaped the catastrophe, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his little head and ate in restraint, not daring to say more,

Brother Huang thought he was too talkative, and he didn't want his sister-in-law to know what he had done when he left the palace, so he avenged his personal revenge publicly. Don't think that others can't see it.

At noon, the sun is not very strong in spring, but even so, the little prince and princess are still young, and the palace people dare not stay in the courtyard with their arms.

Xuanyuan Changsheng trotted out of the dining hall after eating, wanting to play with his little nephew and niece for a while, and kiss him only when he grows up,
As soon as he walked down the corridor, he was called out by Xuanyuan Ying's steady voice, and reluctantly went back to practice martial arts with Lin Qing.

"What's wrong with you today, why are you so angry, huh?"

Qin Yao looked at Changsheng unwillingly, but was forced to go back and leave due to Xuanyuan Ying's strictness, Qin Yao laughed, not knowing why,

Deshan took the empress's words very seriously. Before the emperor left the palace, he was extremely displeased. After he came out of the posthouse,

This complexion is even more ugly, and I don't know what happened in the post house, it is worthy of the emperor's displeasure.

"Gu went to the posthouse to see Lin Ci."

Xuanyuan Ying looked at Qin Yao who took Xiao Mo'er and Xiao Qinghuan from the mother's arms, frowned, and hugged Xiao Qinghuan who was kicking her short legs indiscriminately,
"clatter."

As soon as she entered the broad arms of her father, Xiao Qinghuan slapped down her little hand impolitely, her father's face could not be photographed in the crook of her arms,

It's okay to pat the arm, the small nose is wrinkled, and I still like the soft embrace of the queen mother.

"Why... come so suddenly?"

Qin Yao was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses and realized what did Xuanyuan Ying say, seeing Lin Ci?

No, Lin Ci is no longer Lin Ci, but Nangong Chen. Lin Qing said that Xuanyuan Ying came back before leaving the palace.

Qin Yao was silent, recalling something, it was unbelievable after showing his eyes in astonishment, so this man could not be because of...

"Gu doesn't like to see Yaoyao, other than Gu and the child, working hard and full of thoughts."

"Humph~"

Xuanyuan Ying's handsome face was chiselled with a knife, and his magnificent thin lips were tightly pursed. He quietly looked at Qin Yao and Xiao Qinghuan, who was held tightly in the arms of his father,
With a kick of the little short leg, the Nunuo little milk voice hummed softly. The little guy is wearing a small tea-white spring dress today, and the quilt is lotus root powder, a small ball of pink and tender.

Xuanyuan Ying's figure was tall and majestic, Jun Jun's face was cold at that time, standing on the corridor, he should have rejected the coldness thousands of miles away,

However, there is Xiao Qinghuan lying in the crook of her arms, those soft little hands are still waving from time to time, and the little milk voice hums twice,
She really formed a stark contrast with her cold-faced father. In the eyes of Qin Yao and the palace people, she felt inexplicably... happy.

"Okay, don't be angry, the concubine will only think about the emperor from now on."

Qin Yao couldn't help laughing, walked up a few steps and hugged the unknowing man with an idle hand, stroked his broad back,
It stands to reason that at this time, according to the temperament of the two of them, they should have quarreled, but no matter how bad they were, they would have to be cold-faced and sulking.

But the scene in front of Naihe was so joyful that he couldn't get angry anymore.

Xuanyuan Ying's stiff body eased up little by little because of Qin Yao's soft words in his arms, and he encircled Chu's waist with his big palms,

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Qin Yao raised her face slightly from her broad embrace, her beautiful eyes gleamed, her smile was full, her voice was involuntarily soft, [-]% coquettish in it,
For Qin Yao, Xuanyuan Ying has always pampered and indulged him. Facing Qin Yao's intentional coquettishness, and his intentionally cold face because of the taste,

In an instant, he was defeated, the coldness on Jun's face dissipated, the tight and cold jaw line softened, his thin lips parted slightly,
"it is good."

"My husband is so good."

How could he only give one sweet date, he held back his smile and kissed the thin lips again, then took Xuanyuan Ying's warm palm and went into the hall.

The palace people looked at me and I looked at you, and they all saw forbearance smiles in their eyes, the emperor had a cold face,
They thought that they were about to suffer disaster, but they never thought that the empress would coax the emperor after she gave in a little.
Whether you want to talk about it or not, to govern the emperor, the empress is still effective, but they have been serving in the palace for such a long time.

This is the first time that the emperor is willing to show a cold face to the empress, and as for the empress coaxing him in just a few breaths...

Well, that's another matter.

Deshan sighed and swept the dust away. I don't know what to say about the feeling in my heart. It's not the same thing if I'm unhappy or happy.

Your Majesty, you, are you going to give in?The old slave looks at whether you should, should you not persist for a while, for the sake of the emperor's face,
Let's pretend it's fine, right? Alas, alas!

inside the hall,

Put the two little ones on the pear wood bed, and Qin Yao gently shook the little bed beside him, in order to keep the mosquitoes away at night,
Biting the tender face of the little prince and princess, the craftsman carefully installed the mosquito net. Mo'er and Qing Huan like bright colors,
Qin Yao asked the palace servants to find more gorgeous, exquisitely crafted and light gadgets, and hung them on the small bed to amuse the two little guys.

"Humph~"

"Hum~"

At this moment, the two brothers and sisters were staring at the colored balls swinging back and forth with the rocking of the pear wood bed, their clear eyes sparkling.

Qin Yao was relieved, and then turned to look at Xuanyuan Ying who was sitting beside him with his handsome face buried in his neck. His slender fingers ran through the black hair,
"Didn't you say that you are finally angry? Why is the emperor still depressed?"

In fact, what she wanted to ask more was how she saw Nangong Chen, but this man was eating too much, so she should go along with it first.

(End of this chapter)