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Murong Qingyang entered the mirage door and habitually looked into the hall. There was no one at the table. She asked the bench, "would you rather be safe?"

As soon as the bench was about to answer, she waved, "forget it, I know where he is." He turned and went out of the mirage door. The

bench looked at her figure and disappeared quickly in the doorway. She laughed. "Princess Royal is so intelligent. I haven't spoken yet. She knows where brother Angie is."

little Zhuge laughed. "Not the princess is so intelligent, she knows brother Ango too well."

"That's right," said the bench. "They grew up together. They know their roots. They're too familiar." He was a little curious, "ah, you say, in the future, will Ango still be a princess?"

Little Zhuge shook his head and said with a smile, "it's hard to say. They are too familiar." Princess

, who was too ripe, caught the master of Ning's gate at Qingyi Pavilion, and smiled at her. "I just came forward, and your back foot is coming." Just like chasing me? "

Murong Qingyang is not angry, "if it's not for investigating the case, who is willing to run with you? When I was a child, didn't you run with me?"

Ning An said, "you followed me when I was a child. I was sick at home, and you came back home."

Murong Qingyang didn't want to mention his childhood at all. He said preemptively, "Why are you here again? Is the case still under investigation? "

The more anxious she was, the more casual Ning'an was. "The emperor said that it was the Mid Autumn Festival. Let's put the case first. It's not peaceful this year. The Mid Autumn Festival is going to be lively and lively. I can't help sleeping for three days. I'll check after the Mid Autumn Festival. "

Murong Qingyang murmured, "brother is really, this is burning eyebrows, he also wants to play."

Ning An said, "Why are you burning your eyebrows? Isn't the queen coming out of the cold palace

"It's coming out," Murong Qingyang said. "But if this case is not solved, the relationship between them can't go any further. Brother Huang is a suspicious man. He always keeps this thorn in his heart. I'm afraid that for a long time, he has a deeper prejudice towards pengpeng..."

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside. Murong Qingyang closed his mouth and didn't go on.

An Yue came in with a newly brewed teapot and said hello to her with a smile

Murong Qingyang said, "yes, I've come to catch the ningmen leader who is not doing his job."

An Yue smiles, her eyes pass Ning'an gently, and her face is light red. She lifts the lid of the cup, lifts the teapot and injects the hot tea into the snow-white teacup. The fragrance of tea overflows and fills the small space, refreshing.

Tea is good, and the girl who pours tea is also beautiful. She speaks softly and makes people feel comfortable.

"The last one just got some good tea, which he specially kept for you."

Murong Qingyang noticed that an Yue's hand holding the teapot pinched the orchid finger, and the tail finger was slightly cocked. It was so beautiful that beautiful girls could pour out a different charm when pouring tea. It was the envy of Murong Qingyang, and he imitated the orchid finger under the table.

An Yue said, "you talk, I'll get some snacks."

Ning An said, "those things have people to do, you and sit, run up and down, also not tired."

An Yue smiles coquettishly, "as long as you," extremely fast pause, "and Qingyang girl can come, I am willing to be so tired." Then he opened the door and went out.

Murong Qingyang listen to the footsteps slowly down the stairs, sour not slip autumn said, "Yo, take a few more steps on the heartache?"

Ning An doesn't know whether or not to smile, also didn't explain.

Murong Qingyang felt as if he had blocked a stone in his heart. He was not comfortable. He took a cup of tea, but forgot that the tea was hot, which made his tongue tingle. "Wow," he vomited on the ground and covered his mouth with his hand. He couldn't speak for a long time.

Ning An was anxious. "Look at you. You can burn your mouth even if you drink tea. Let me see. Is it burnt? "

Murong Qingyang is not willing to show him. When she was a child, every time she made a fool of herself in front of Ning'an, she was ashamed and indignant. She wanted to cut a knife on his back neck and make him faint immediately.

Not long after, an Yue brought up a snack and called Qingyang politely, "Qingyang girl, this is a new mung bean cake. It's easy to dry in autumn, and it's easy to catch fire. It's best for the mung bean cake to lose fire."

Ning'an continued, "everything is dry. It's time to lose fire."

Murong Qingyang pinched a piece of mung bean cake and threw it into his mouth

Ning An raised eyebrow for a while, also pinched a piece to throw into the mouth, "you are my hand, I don't care you, who tube?"

Murong Qingyang choked, could not accept back, had to indignantly lost a, "virtue!"

An Yue was amused to see them bicker and said, "in two days it will be the Mid Autumn Festival. There are new plays in the restaurant. Please come and join us."

Murong Qingyang nodded, "OK, three days off, nothing to do, come to the opera."

An Yue looked at Ning'an again, and the latter said with a smile, "miss an Yue invited me. I must come."

Murong Qingyang drooped his eyebrows and slowly instigated the hot tea. After a while, he put down the cup and said, "I'm going."An Yue left her, "Miss Qingyang, don't go. I'll sing for her."

Murong Qingyang head does not return, "you sing to Ning'an."

An Yue blinked and turned to look at Ning'an, "Qingyang girl seems to be angry?"

Ning An doesn't think so. "It's OK. She's so angry that she can come and go quickly."

When Murong Qingyang came back to the palace, it was just time for dinner. She went straight to Chengde palace. People in the palace were waiting for Murong Lin to have dinner. Although there were many people, the scene was quiet. She sat down in silence. Laurel quickly added some dishes to her and said with a smile, "how long has it been since your highness came to accompany the emperor to have dinner

Murong Qingyang is picking up the rice. The movement of eating is as big as ever, but he is silent. It's not right.

Mo Rong Lin glanced at her, "what's the matter with you?"

Murong Qingyang answered vaguely, "it's OK." Said nothing, but his face was full of sullen.

Mo Ronglin wondered, what happened to the three brothers and sisters, one by one? Mo Rongsheng is listless, and Mo Rongsheng looks sad. He is full of worries, not to mention, and he has to sigh from time to time.

He asked, "quarreled with Ning'an?"

Murong Qingyang's action of pickpocketing rice stagnated for a moment, and he shook his head in a dull voice, "no, can I quarrel with him?"

Mo Ronglin was just trying. When he heard this, he knew that he had guessed it right. Look what it is. The most noble emperor and princess in the world want what they want, but the love road is bumpy and they can't ask for it.

He felt pity for his sister and said, "don't worry. I'll leave it to my brother. As long as you nod your head, my brother will let you get what you want."

Murong Qingyang looked up in amazement. After a while, he thought out some meaning and cried out, "brother Huang, don't mess with me!"

Mo Ronglin snores and sneers. He's the emperor. He can't do anything wrong. Tonight, he'll go to Fengming palace!

Ha ha ha, among the three brothers and sisters, the one you really can't ask for is the emperor!

Today is the last day of June. I'd like to give you a monthly ticket. Please support the little princess. It will be cleared tonight.

Mo Ronglin and his younger brother and sister bowed to the audience.

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