Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 39 The slave just shut up

"Since it's Li Ge's mother's painting, why is it in our house?"

"You also know that the Eldest Princess and the Empress Dowager have a good relationship. Maybe the Eldest Princess deliberately stayed in the East Palace?"

Fu Ling nodded half-understood, and continued to ask: "Is it because of this painting that Li Ge came back this time, and go to Sichuan after taking it?"

Xia Yan nodded: "I don't know about this... slave, but if there is no position transfer, Jiang Duwei should return to Sichuan."

Fu Ling frowned, held the scroll with regret, looked at Xia Yan with apologetic eyes, and muttered: "Xia Xia, you said that he went back to Beijing to pick it up in person, so this painting should be very important to him. , If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t be fooling around.”

"You think too much, this painting is not as important as you." Seeing that Fu Ling was unhappy, Xia Yan immediately beat her leg and comforted her, "Don't say it is a painting, you just want the stars in the sky, my highness It will be enough for you too."

"Hiss," Fu Ling gasped, rubbed her injured leg, sighed and handed the painting to Xia Yan, "I'll go back first, I can't take this painting, you can give it to Liuli later."

Xia Yan took the painting and put it on the table, blocked Fuling's way, and asked: "Go back, this is your home, where do you want to go back?"

Fu Ling looked up at Xia Yan in surprise, and said, "Of course I went back to the General's Mansion."

Anyway, the purpose of Li Ge's return to Beijing has been clarified, and he should not be able to leave for the time being.

"No, no, no," Xia Yan shook his head, pointed to his own head, and looked at her coquettishly, "If you just leave like this, the slave's pretty head will be gone, don't you want to see Xia Yan again? It's summer."

"Don't worry, Liuli won't."

Xia Yan pursed her mouth, looking like an angry little daughter-in-law.

Fu Ling was amused by him, patted Xia Yan on the shoulder to comfort him, and said: "Okay, let's go, you take me to the Imperial Medical Pavilion first, in fact, my arm is also quite painful now."

"I'll help you over there." Xia Yan's whole heart was tense, and he carefully supported Fu Ling, "How about I carry you over there?"

Fu Ling picked up the painting scroll, patted her leg, and nonchalantly grabbed Xia Yan's shoulder, and touched his head: "It's nothing serious, I didn't feel any pain when I ran all the way here."

"But, what if there is something really important!"

"I said no."

"In case there is, where did your injury come from? Did you fight with others again, or were you bullied?"

"Do you think anyone in Ying'an City dares to bully me?"

"But--"

"Xia Yan, if you keep talking, I'll go back to my mother's house, and you can only wait to be punished by Liuli!"

"Okay, just shut up, slave."

Fu Ling pinched Xia Yan's chubby face, and seeing his aggrieved face, she couldn't help joking: "Would you like me to tell Liuli that I'll let you go on vacation for a few days, and I'll take you to eat delicious food and have fun. Fun!"

"No, no, no," Xia Yan immediately shook his head, his attitude was extremely firm, and he almost immediately denied it, "The slave is not tired, the princess should not speak for me, Your Highness will find fault with the slave!"

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(End of this chapter)