"Isn't it true? As a man, you should feel excited." Ye Qingmian's eyes were very gentle.
"You misunderstood" Nan Fengyu originally wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Murong Yan, "Your Majesty, should we have breakfast now? You haven't eaten anything all night, and you have been exercising for so long. It would be wrong for anyone else.
You can’t stand it, aren’t you, Concubine Ye?”
"Well, I think so too," Ye Qingmian said frankly, "but I think what the emperor wants to eat right now is definitely not breakfast."
"My Mian'er still understands me. How do you know that what I want to eat is actually..." A thought flashed through Nan Fengyu's mind. It turns out that Ye Qingmian actually understands herself. She knows that what she wants to eat is actually...
Is it her?
"What you want to eat is actually Princess Murong. We haven't seen each other for so long. How can one night be enough? It's too bad," Ye Qingmian said.
"Sister, you are here to see the joke. But sister, what are you doing here so early?" Murong Yan asked.
"Today is my sister's birthday. I would like to invite the emperor and my sister to come together in the evening and express my feelings," Ye Qingmian said.
"Oh, it turns out today is your birthday, sister. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I haven't prepared anything yet. Why is this one so good?" Murong Yan pretended to be very surprised.
"My sister's words seem to be rude, isn't it? Why do we, sisters, have to say these frivolous things?" Ye Qingmian didn't care at all and looked at Nan Fengyu, "I wonder if the emperor will appreciate it?"
"Of course I will give blessings to Mian'er on her birthday. How about a favor?" Nan Fengyu said distressedly. Did he actually forget Ye Qingmian's birthday? He really deserved it.
"That's great, then I'll be waiting for you to come tonight." Ye Qingmian smiled slightly
"Why, does Mian'er just invite the two of us?"
Murong Yan broke the jade and Ye Qingmian was a little surprised by this idea. Who doesn't know that concubines' birthdays are basically the time to make connections. Is this Ye Qingmian... really different?
Murong Yan was still wondering why only two people were invited to Ye Qingmian's birthday party. If it was a concubine's birthday, the Empress Dowager should have already arranged for each room and palace to be arranged!
She had just returned to the palace, so it was normal for her not to hear anything. But looking at Nan Fengyu's strange expression, Murong Yan knew that Nan Fengyu didn't know either, which was very strange.