The Moon of Rebirth Leaning on Fan Qing

"Uncle Qing, you are here." He said with a smile, with the childishness that a teenager should have and a little respect for elders.

"You, what did you call me?" On the contrary, An Yanqing was not as indifferent as the other party, a little flattered and at a loss.

"Hehe, Uncle Huang, why are you so nervous. Uncle Huang, please take a seat."

"Ah, oh." She looked at the boy blankly.

"Please have tea."

"Thank you, thank you."

"Hehe..." Seeing An Yanqing's reserved look, the young man couldn't help but chuckled.Don't look at An Yanqing's shrewd and playful but ruthless appearance in front of outsiders, but he is actually a person who is sometimes a little idiot.

"Cough cough" An Yanqing coughed twice to cover up her embarrassment. "Well, you should know the purpose of my coming here."

"Yes." He smiled warmly.

Taking a sip of the excellent Longjing, he resumed his original smile, "It seems that you have made your choice."

"Why?" asked a little curiously. "You..." Then he didn't know what to say.

"..." Picking up the tea on the table, rubbing the rim of the teacup lightly, he didn't say anything, just lowered his eyelids slightly, the whole person suddenly lost the youthful vigor before, and became silent.

"Because, I promised that I would always be by Xiaofan's side and take care of Xiaofan until...he came back. I will keep my promise." There was a touch of bitterness in the words.

"he?"

"Yeah, he..." He murmured softly like a memory.

"Oh," she shook her head helplessly.

"So, I will stay here as An Ruoren until Xiaofan wants to leave."

"Then, Yue..." He didn't know how to speak, and it was obvious that he still seemed to repel An Yanyue.

"Him?" Slightly smiled, "As long as he doesn't do anything to hurt Xiaofan, I won't do anything."

"But, Yue, he..." The corners of his mouth twitched, "Isn't he Fan'er's elder brother?" It was still difficult to digest this matter, "How could it hurt Xiao Fan?" It was not a question, but just wanted to persuade An Ruoren.

"Really?" After taking a sip of tea slowly, his eyes suddenly became sharp, "But, I still don't believe it!"

"Ah..." An Yanqing could only sigh when he saw An Ruoren who was smiling calmly but said such decisive words.

"By the way, since you intend to live here as An Ruoren, then..."

"Then everything will return to the original track." An Ruoren continued, "Uncle, in fact, we can completely erase this memory of yours, but it is impossible for the memories of these years not to affect us , as a respect, that's why your memories haven't been erased."

"Oh, really?..." But, is it possible for everything to return to the way it was before?Even if you still stay as An Ruoren, you will never return to that Ruoren who can smile innocently in front of you.

"Yes, Uncle Emperor." An Ruoren smiled.

"..." Seeing the same smile she used to occasionally show in front of her, An Yanqing's heart skipped a beat, can it really be the same as before?secretly asked in my heart.

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There were only two people in the huge imperial study room, An Yanyue sat in the upper seat and corrected the memorials, while An Ruofan was looking at something on the soft table specially prepared for him.

It is very quiet, only the sound of the brush on the paper and the occasional "brushing" sound of turning the book.

As if nothing had happened, he turned his gaze upwards, and saw that the other party did not even raise his head, and continued to look at the book in his hand blankly, as if the book in his hand was more attractive.

An Ruofan stood up from the soft bed, walked to An Yanyue's side, picked up the tea on the side, patted An Yanyue's shoulder with his right hand, and said, "Yue, you have already approved the memorial for a day, drink a cup Tea."

"Well, thank you." An Yanyue looked up and smiled slightly, took the tea from An Ruofan and took it in her hand, and then said, "Why haven't you been so filial before?"

"..." Xiao Shun... the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Hehe, I won't tease you. Fan'er, if you are tired, you don't have to accompany me, go to rest first, and I will ask you to have dinner later." Putting the tea in his hand aside, he bowed his head and continued to correct the memorial .

"No, I'll wait for you." After speaking, he walked to the edge of the soft bed, picked up the book, lay down on the soft bed and continued to read.

"Okay, Fan'er, let's go eat." An Yanyue stood up and said to An Ruofan.

"Well, good." An Ruofan also stood up and followed behind An Yanyue.

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"Well, Fan'er, come on, this one is good, try it."

"This is also good, um, eat more."

"Come on, eat more vegetables, it's good for your health."

Looking at the man in front of him who was diligently serving him food, for some reason, An Ruofan, who was sitting by the side, felt bitterness in his heart.In the past, didn't he clamor like a rascal to hold himself for dinner?

Looking at An Ruofan's forced smile, An Yanyue asked worriedly, "What's the matter, Fan'er? Are you feeling unwell? Or is this dish not tasty?"

"No, no." Wei Wei lowered her eyes, picked up the bowl on the table, and started eating.

An Yanyue put down the chopsticks in her hand, and said with concern, "Fan'er, if you don't feel well, I'll go to the imperial doctor."

"Hehe, Yue, do you think I will get sick?" An Ruofan asked back.

"Hehe" An Yanyue also smiled, "Well, I was worrying too much. Then..." An Yanyue pondered for a while, then frowned, "Then the cooking of this dish is not to your liking. These imperial chefs are getting more and more ignorant The master's taste has changed, it seems that a new batch of talents will do."

An Ruofan frowned slightly after hearing this, not agreeing with An Yanyue's words, "Yue, do you know that you are the emperor, what you said just now is likely to make everyone in the imperial dining room lose their heads."