"Uh, is that so? Where did you just come from? Aren't you jealous?" Murong Feng's tall body blocked the front of Ye Qingmian, his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes looked at Ye Qingmian,
With an indescribable look in his eyes
"Why should I be jealous? What's there to be jealous about?" Ye Qingmian raised her eyes and looked at Murong Feng without hesitation.
"It seems you really want to be open-minded." Murong Feng said in surprise.
In his impression, it is difficult for a woman not to be jealous. Not to mention seeing her husband sleeping on the same bed with another woman, even talking about it makes her feel uncomfortable.
"Isn't this what life is like in the palace, especially a woman's life?" Ye Qingmian didn't feel there was anything to feel aggrieved about.
"Yes, this is the difference from the outside." Murong Feng also said with deep understanding, sighing in his heart.
"Okay, can you get out of the way and let me pass? The weather is a bit cold." Ye Qingmian said and shuddered.
"Why do you wear so little when you go out?" Murong Feng seemed to have no decision to leave.
He frowned slightly, took off his coat, and put it on Ye Qingmian gently before Ye Qingmian could refuse.
"I don't want to wear your clothes." Ye Qingmian looked a little angry, came to his senses, and reached out to pull off his clothes.
"Why?" Murong Feng's expression did not allow for refutation. He used both hands to put the clothes on Ye Qingmian again.
"A grown man's clothes are so dirty," Ye Qingmian said with a slight smile, then quietly took off his clothes.
"It seems that your temper has not changed after all these years." Murong Feng did not force Ye Qingmian this time.
"I'm going back, it's a bit cold here" Ye Qingmian said to Murong Feng
"I'll give it to you." Murong Feng naturally wanted to hold Ye Qingmian's hand, but Ye Qingmian was startled and quickly pulled his hand away.
"Why are you so afraid of me? Is it possible that I will eat you again?"
Murong Feng had no choice but to sigh and had no choice but to walk side by side with Ye Qingmian. However, he still seemed unwilling to do so. His hands kept moving toward Ye Qingmian.
"Hmph, aren't you afraid of being eaten by me?" Ye Qingmian said without thinking.
She didn't know why, when she saw Murong Feng, she was not as repulsive as she thought. Maybe her host really knew Murong Feng.
Ye Qingmian thought about it and couldn't help but laugh a little. It seemed that her hosts were quite popular before, Murong Feng, Nan Feng Mu...