"If you want to go, go and meet him. After all, we haven't seen each other for more than a year." Ye Qingmian's elegant voice was full of concern.
"Aren't you angry?" Nan Fengyu said to Ye Qingmian in confusion.
"What's there to be angry about?" Ye Qingmian said calmly, but there was no way in her heart to lie to herself.
She admitted that she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. This uncomfortable emotion made her want to see the legendary Princess Murong as soon as possible. What is her origin and who is she?
"Haha, your expression is clearly angry, do you still want to quibble?" Nan Fengyu smiled slightly, gently pinched Ye Qingmian's lubricated face with his warm fingers, and there was a very happy sound in his voice.
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"I have no position to be angry. You are the emperor, our superior emperor. You rule the world. You should have many women by rights. Why should I be angry?"
Ye Qingmian's expression was very quiet, with no sign of anger at all, but this kind of calmness made people feel frightened. This kind of indescribable quietness made people feel very uneasy and felt that they owed her something.
"Murong Yan, in fact it's just... you will know later"
Obviously, Nan Fengyu didn't want to get into more trouble with this issue. He just took another deep look at Ye Qingmian and said, "Do you want to go with me to see Murong Yan?"
"Of course it's no problem," Ye Qingmian said coldly. If he didn't go, it would seem like he was angry. Why not be more generous? What's the harm?
"Then don't you need to take a rest?" Just as he was about to leave, Nan Fengyu suddenly remembered that Ye Qingmian seemed to have been running around all day today, so she should be quite tired. Looking at her expression, she looked slightly tired.
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"Fortunately, I can still bear it. After all, I am not a charming young lady. I can still handle this little bit of fatigue."
As Ye Qingmian spoke, he glanced at Wan'er. Wan'er understood and took out a scarlet cashmere cloak for Ye Qingmian.
An inexplicable smile gently appeared on Nan Fengyu's overly handsome face, and then he looked at Ye Qingmian with very gentle eyes as he slowly put on the cloak, with an elegant expression, and gently pulled Ye Qingmian up