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1275 ink, blacked out

Uncle Jiuhuang first had a secret guard to report the news, and later he had Qinggong to help him, so he arrived at the study room faster than Feng Quachen.

Uncle Jiuhuang sat down in front of the desk, put his right hand on his heart, trying to calm his racing heart. Hearing footsteps outside the door, Uncle Jiuhuang quickly spread the official documents on the table, poured some water, and then

The ink rubs off.

When Feng Qingchen walked in, he saw Uncle Jiuhuang looking serious and sitting there handling official duties. He didn't know what to write on the paper with the pen in his hand. Although his movements were not fast, he was confident and calm, as if nothing could be difficult for him.

Serious men are the most attractive. Jiuhuangshu always looks serious, so Jiuhuangshu is always charming.

"Ahem..." Feng Qingchen coughed lightly, reminding Uncle Nine Emperors of his existence.

Uncle Jiuhuang paused in writing, put down his pen, and raised his head: "Qingchen?" As if he was surprised by Feng Qingchen's appearance, Uncle Jiuhuang stared at Feng Qingchen without blinking.

Because Uncle Nine Emperors had to deal with official duties, the candlelight in the study was the brightest, and there was not even a dark corner. Uncle Nine Emperors raised his head and could see Feng Qingchen's expression.

Her eyes flashed slightly, her ears were red, and there was a hint of embarrassment on her face. She was so cute that people couldn't help but want to hold her in their arms and ravage her.

Uncle Nine Emperors swallowed his saliva, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, put down his pen and walked around from the other side of the desk, waving to Feng Qingchen: "What are you standing for? Sit down."

"Okay." Feng Qingchen saw that Uncle Jiuhuang didn't look angry, and his embarrassment disappeared. He sat down on the other side of the coffee table and put the food box in his hand on the table: "Listen to the people below, you

I've been busy, so I asked the cook to make sweet soup for you."

Delivering desserts to the study was said to be a special skill for women in ancient times, so she learned it, hoping it would be effective.

"Send sweet soup to me?" Uncle Nine Emperors was stunned again.

In his age, no woman has ever given him food. I have to say that this thing is quite strange. The curiosity of Uncle Nine Emperors was immediately aroused: "What kind of soup is it?"

He admitted that he was looking forward to it. The two of them looked very much like a couple. It would be great if Feng Qingchen could bring him a bowl of dessert every night in the future when he was busy with work.

Well, he's too greedy.

Uncle Jiuhuang withdrew his wandering gaze and focused his eyes on the food box in front of him, wanting to know what desserts Feng Qingchen had prepared for him.

Seeing that Uncle Jiuhuang was not displeased at all and did not mention anything at the door, Feng Qingchen relaxed and opened the food box with great interest, took out a small celadon bowl and handed it to Uncle Jiuhuang like a treasure: "Lotus seed soup"

, boiled with the lotus seeds you picked during the day, I peeled them one by one and removed the lotus heart."

Feng Qingchen was explaining that she was not hiding from Uncle Nine Emperors after she came back, but was busy with this bowl of lotus seed soup.

No wonder Feng Qingchen said that she won't eat these lotus seeds now. It turns out...

Uncle Nine Emperors stared at the bowl of lotus seed soup, his eyes became softer and softer, and his heart felt soft. He took the bowl from Feng Qingchen's hand and said softly: "I happen to be hungry."

He had just finished his dinner, so it would be strange if he was hungry. Feng Qingchen did not expose it, he just looked at Uncle Nine Emperors with a smile and motioned to Uncle Nine Emperors to start eating.

She knew that this bowl of lotus seed soup would definitely coax Uncle Nine Emperors away from pursuing her sudden appearance and getting angry.

Uncle Nine Emperors is actually very easy to coax. Just like her, when she is angry with Uncle Nine Emperors, as long as Uncle Nine Emperors says a few nice words, she will immediately forget the unhappy things before.

Jiuhuangshu ate in small bites, reluctant to finish it all at once. He only ate one lotus seed in each bite, just like Feng Qingchen pretending to be a lotus seed during the day, only one at a time, looking serious and focused, as if the lotus seeds in front of him were

Priceless treasure.

In the eyes of Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen, this bowl of worthless lotus seeds is indeed a priceless treasure. Because they were picked by Uncle Jiuhuang personally and peeled by Feng Qingchen. Each lotus seed represents the strong bond between them.

Inseparable love and cherishing each other.

"Is it delicious?" Feng Qingchen liked the way Uncle Jiuhuang was eating seriously. However, Uncle Jiuhuang regarded a small lotus seed as a treasure and did not waste it at all.

At this moment, the little dissatisfaction between the two people had completely disappeared.

A breakup is better than a wedding. After not seeing each other for two months, the relationship between the two will not be unfamiliar, but will only become stronger.

"It's delicious. You should try it too." Uncle Nine Emperors scooped up a lotus seed and fed it to Feng Qingchen's mouth. Feng Qingchen opened her mouth and held it, took two bites, and said vaguely without waiting for the lotus seed to be swallowed.

tasty."

In fact...the lotus seeds are quite tasteless because Feng Qingchen asked the cook not to put sugar in them.

"Then take two more." After Uncle Jiuhuang took a bite, he continued to feed Feng Qingchen. A bowl of lotus seed soup was just for you and I was wiped out in one bite.

In the eyes of outsiders, this was a silly and stupid move, but the two of them felt sweet and happy, wishing that time could stop here and this moment would be eternity.

After finishing the lotus seed soup, the two of them sat there for a while, looking at each other. Feng Qingchen stood up and said, "You can continue your work. I won't disturb you anymore. I'm going to bed first."

Her room is the Nine Emperors Uncle's room.

"Wait a moment for me, the king. I'm already finished."

"Okay." Feng Qingchen responded happily.

What woman doesn’t hope that a man can spend more time with her after work and that Uncle Jiuhuang can leave his official duties to accompany her. She will not refuse pretentiously and let Uncle Jiuhuang put the overall situation first. She knows that Uncle Jiuhuang can put the overall situation first.

Be sensible and won't let her get into trouble.

After lighting a stick of incense, Uncle Jiuhuang cleaned up the desk, but he did not leave. Instead, he called Feng Qingchen to the desk, unfolded the letter in his hand, and handed it to Feng Qingchen: "What is this?

"

Feng Qingchen didn't take the initiative to bring it up, so he had to take the initiative to ask. He was not very curious, but if he didn't ask about this matter clearly, he would definitely not be able to sleep tonight.

"A letter I wrote to you?" Feng Qingchen covered up the light in her eyes and smiled innocently.

Hahaha, you deserve it!

I let you play with me, let you play with me, maybe you have been tricked now.

"Where's the black piece?" Uncle Nine Emperors didn't intend to let Feng Qingchen go like this and continued to ask.

Feng Qingchen blinked her eyelashes lightly and looked at Uncle Nine Emperors innocently: "Is there something wrong with the black part?"

"No, I'm asking you, what did you originally write? And why did you black it out?" Uncle Jiuhuang looked at Feng Qingchen helplessly. He realized that he had really spoiled Feng Qingchen, and he actually learned to follow her.

He did something bad.

Feng Qingchen did not answer, but repeated the words of Uncle Nine Emperors: "Uncle Nine Emperors, what did you originally write? And why did you black it out?"

The same words were said, but both of them knew what the other wanted to ask.

"Ahem..." Uncle Nine Emperors' earlobes were slightly red. He turned his face away in embarrassment and said quickly: "I didn't write anything, it was ink dripping on the paper."

Uncle Jiuhuang felt a little guilty. Although others couldn't see it, he knew it himself.

"Oh...that's it." The word "oh" had a long ending, and Uncle Nine Emperor's face became redder and redder because of Feng Qingchen's long ending.

Feng Qingchen, what does this mean?

Uncle Nine Emperors had an annoyed look on his face and turned to glare at Feng Qingchen, but when he met her black and white eyes, seeing the smile that couldn't be hidden in Feng Qingchen's eyes, Uncle Nine Emperors sighed again.

He was defeated by Feng Qingchen!

This whole life has been in Feng Qingchen's hands.

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