Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

"It's going to be dark today, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back if I don't go back, but this place is far away from the palace gate, and it's Chinese New Year, what does Yigu mean to spend the night at Prime Minister Yan's mansion?"

"Nonsense." Yan Wuwei said blankly, "How can a king want to spend the night at a courtier's house all day long?"

Murong Xun resigned, "Then follow me back to the palace!"

"..." Yan Wuwei had a headache, and was about to say a few more words to Murong Yan, but when he looked up and saw Murong Yan looking aggrieved, I saw You Lian's look, and she changed her mind softly, "...then tomorrow You go back earlier."

"Okay!" Murong Yan, who had achieved his goal, naturally agreed.

It's just that she agreed so quickly, and when Yan Wuwei woke her up the next morning, she immediately forgot:

"So Jin'er, I was really tired last night, you can pity me, the king, and let me sleep again?" Murong Yan said coquettishly without opening his eyes.

Yan Wuwei said helplessly, "Didn't you promise me to return to the palace earlier today?"

"I don't remember..." Murong Huan hugged the quilt and hugged his body, pouted his buttocks, turned over, and went to the inside, "It was hard for me to sleep with my wife, I can't afford it!"

"There is a dinner party in the palace today." Yan Wuwei took the obscene clothes and came over to put them on for Murong Xun, but the latter refused to cooperate.

"Isn't that night! The sun is not out now, I'm sorry!"

Yan Wuwei, who felt like he was bringing a brat with him: "..."

After a long while, Yan Wuwei said again, "It's snowing outside, I'll build a snowman with you after it snows?"

After hearing this, Murong Yan raised his eyelids, but still did not open them, "It's too cold."

"Release Kongming lanterns?"

"Too silly."

"Play chess?"

"Too tired."

"Play the piano?"

"Too vulgar."

Yan Wuwei: "..."

Unbearable, Yan Wuwei stretched his hand into the quilt, stroked Murong's smooth back and threatened, "If you don't get up again, I'll 'treat' you again!"

Murong Xun was taken aback for a moment, then turned around generously, winked at Yan Wuwei, and smiled, "It suits me very well."

Yan Wuwei: "..."

As a result, this commotion lasted for a long time, and when the two of them got up, it was almost an hour later, and they would be able to catch up with lunch later, Yan Wuwei was afraid that Murong would be hungry, so he called the kitchen staff again The man prepared some light food and said it was for the latter to rest his stomach.

Murong Xun used his good skills of being lazy again, and pulled Yan Wuwei to sit beside her to feed her. When the food was delicious, a stretched and yawning woman came in from the outside of the dining room. She probably didn't expect that the dining room There are still people eating here, but after taking a closer look, I was stunned:

"Ashi? Yan Wuwei?" She said in surprise, "Why are you two here?"

Unexpectedly, Murong Xun said first, "This is Jin'er's home, why can't I be here?"

As she spoke, she affectionately took a bite of the food Yan Wuwei fed with a spoon, and some of the demonstrators looked like very unhappy kittens.

Chongming felt a little hurt: "..."

So she said to Yan Wuwei again, "When did you come back?"

Yan Wuwei concentrated on feeding Murong Xun's rice, and said, "Yesterday."

"But you didn't come back yesterday."

"Go to the palace."

Chongming said "Oh", as if he didn't care much about where Yan Wuwei went yesterday, she walked to the dinner table, saw Murong Yan showing his affection in front of her with a proud face, and said, "Why did you come here?" The capital of the kingdom? Didn’t your wife say you were in Qianzhou last time?”

"Where Jin'er is, I have to be there," Murong Yan snorted, "You take a rest and snatch my people while I'm not around."

Chongming, regarded as an imaginary rival in love: "..."

Yan Wuwei who dared not make a sound while feeding the meal: "..."

"Speaking of which, I heard some gossip a few days ago." Chong Ming changed the subject.

Yan Wuwei never cared much about these things, but Murong Xun, she became energetic when she heard gossip, thinking about it, how could she have time to listen to gossip when she stayed in the palace every day, even if she wanted to Listen, no one dares to talk to her.

"What gossip?"

Chongming used his chopsticks to insert a steamed stuffed bun into the plate on the table, took a bite, and said casually, "It is said that King Qin here is getting married?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Murong Xun took a mouthful of porridge stuck in his throat, and his face turned red.

"Are you choking?" Chongming asked without knowing why.

Murong Yan, who was tortured by Chongming: "..."

Chongming continued, "I heard that this queen is pretty good-looking? Alas, Wuwei, you are an official, have you met King Qin?"

"I have seen."

"looks good?"

Murong Yan, who was being discussed by them, suddenly became nervous. He wanted to see Yan Wuwei's expression at the moment, but he was afraid that Yan Wuwei would catch her and ask her about the big wedding, so his tangled face wrinkled into a ball .

While struggling, she suddenly heard Yan Wuwei say, "It looks good."

"How nice is it?"

Murong Yan's heart tightened, and suddenly he felt a gaze looking towards her, she looked up, and it was indeed Yan Wuwei who was looking at her.

Seeing her peeking at her, Yan Wuwei chuckled lightly at her guilty look, and said to Chongming, "It's as good-looking as A Shi."