Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

Yan Wuwei remained silent.

Murong Xun pinched the soft flesh on her waist, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking... which country's Prime Minister is as tired as I am? He has to help the king approve papers during the day and come to warm the bed at night."

"Aren't you happy?"

"Of course I am happy." Yan Wuwei hugged the person in his arms, his eyes were gentle, "Wuwei is willing from the bottom of his heart."

"It's so good," Murong Rui commented, "Xiangguo is so knowledgeable, I can't help but reward Xiangguo."

Yan Wuwei grabbed Murong Rui's hand touching her chest, and said with a half-smile, "What does the king want me to reward?"

Murong Rui smiled brightly, turned over and pressed her Lord Xiangguo under him, leaned into his ear and said ambiguously, "——reward you for a whole night of spring."

"Ah……"

The next morning, when Yan Wuwei woke up, Murong Rui was still sleeping, Yan Wuwei got dressed, and carefully tucked the quilt for Murong Rui who was still asleep, got off the bed, and went out the door.

Seeing Yan Wuwei coming out, the palace guards guarding the inner room immediately saluted, "Miss."

The palace servants in Qingquan Palace were all brought back from Qianzhou. Believe it or not, they have served Murong Rui and her for many years, and they are still used to calling her "Miss" and Murong Rui "Princess".

"Your Majesty hasn't risen yet, don't bother her."

The palace man nodded.

Yan Wuwei said again, "Is there something going on outside?"

Just now she only woke up when she heard the palace man's knock on the door.

"Miss Hui, Princess Qi is here to greet you."

"Princess Qi?" Yan Wuwei nodded, "I'll just go, the king will just let me know when he wakes up."

"Hi."

Yan Wuwei walked to the front hall, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a girl in a bright yellow gown, pigtails, and a small and delicate face standing obediently in the hall.

She stepped forward, "Your Highness."

The girl turned sideways and saw that it was Yan Wuwei who came, her bright eyes showed a bit of joy, "Mr. Yan..."

Yan Wuwei walked up to Mu Congcong. Mu Congcong, who was only eight years old, was not very tall, just reaching her waist, "Did Your Highness come so early today?"

"Well, my concubine asked me to come early to say hello to my aunt."

"Your Highness has a heart." Yan Wuwei smiled softly, "Has Your Highness ever used Chaoshi?"

"Used it in the East Palace." After the former crown prince passed away, Mu Congcong and his former crown princess still lived in the East Palace, so it's not surprising that she replied.

Mu Congcong replied to Yan Wuwei's words, and said politely, "Has Prime Minister Yan eaten?"

"not yet."

"Huh? Where's aunt?" Mu Congcong asked strangely, "President Yan is here, isn't aunt here?"

I don't blame her for asking, because everyone in the court knows that Yan Wuwei and Murong Rui look like one person, and the depth of love between the two cannot be summed up by monarchs and ministers.

"Your Majesty hasn't risen yet, Your Highness may have to wait."

"It's okay." Mu Congcong said with a smile, "Prince Yan is here..."

"—Qi'er?" Murong Rui hadn't finished speaking when Murong Rui's voice, like a trickle of spring water, came from the door. The two people in the hall turned their heads and saw Murong Rui wearing a black suit, walking He walked towards them lightly.

Before Yan Wuwei could speak, Mu Container, who was called by his name, hopped up to Murong Rui with his short legs, stretched out his hand to touch him, and wanted to hug him, but he seemed to think of something again, and restrained himself He paused, bowed with both hands, pressed his right hand to his left, and saluted in a standard manner, "Mu Congcong has seen the king."

Perhaps it was Murong Rui who was amused by the little devil's actions of Mu Congrui, who bent his eyebrows with a smile, bent down and reached out to pick up the well-behaved child, "Huh? The little princess doesn't call me 'aunt' now, but instead calls me 'king'." ' already?"

Murong Cong was a little embarrassed, and Murong Rui looked up again at Yan Wuwei who was standing aside and whispering something to the palace man, his eyes softened, his voice softened, and he said to the child in his arms, "Huh? It doesn't matter Master Xiangguo changed his name from 'Sir' to 'Yan Xiang'?"

Murong Rui blushed when asked by Murong Rui, and said in a low voice, "Concubine Mu said... I'm too rude..."

Yan Wuwei at the side finished giving orders to the palace servants and came over, just in time to hear this sentence, "Your Highness can call you whatever you like, I don't care about that."

"You don't care about me." Murong Rui rolled his eyes at Yan Wuwei, and said to Murong Congrui, "From now on, as long as you are not in court, you can call me 'aunt' and Xiangguo 'sir', you know ?"

"Got it, Auntie."

"So good." Murong Rui smiled and pinched Mu Congcong's pink and tender face, and said softly, "You and I are close relatives. Although I am king, blood relatives should never be forgotten."

Mu Container nodded.

"Qi'er, how's your homework going?"

Yan Wuwei sighed, and reminded the woman, "Now that the New Year's Eve is underway, all officials will rest, so your Highness will not go to school."

"... Oh, I forgot." Murong Rui smiled, "I fell asleep and lost my head, and forgot about it. That thing, how about the lessons you learned earlier? What's your experience?"

Mu Congcong blinked, "Homework...Qi'er didn't learn her homework, she's learning to be a female celebrity. Auntie, I can embroider handkerchiefs now."

"Female red?" Murong Rui was stunned, and Yan Wuwei looked at each other, his face was dark, and he asked, "Qi'er can embroider handkerchiefs? It's amazing. Tell aunt, who told you to learn such a powerful craft?" ?”