"I don't want to sleep yet!" Li Li wanted to withdraw his palm in displeasure.
But Mingyue held on to her tightly, the strength on her fingers showing stubborn persistence.
Mo Li was angry.
"open!"
She was in a bad mood, and he shouldn't touch her.
Sensing the strange atmosphere between the two of them, Nangong Xiao and others all looked surprised.
Mingyue's voice turned soft, "Go and rest, okay?!"
"I said I didn't want to sleep, didn't you hear me?!" Mo Li stood up and shook off the hand he was holding on her, and strode to the side, "Yi Yang, come with me, I have something to say.
Ask you!"
"Yes!" Yi Yang glanced at Mingyue, quickly stood up from the ground, and chased after Mo Li.
Mingyue frowned and looked at Mo Li's retreating figure, her dark eyes slowly turning dark.
Nangong Xiao saw that the situation was not good and immediately waved to everyone, "It's getting late. Let's disperse. Get some rest early. We have to travel tomorrow!"
Everyone was discerning and immediately bowed to Mingyue and dispersed.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should go to bed early!" Nangong Xiao bowed and saluted Mingyue, and Nangong Xiao carefully stepped away.
The attendant who had been standing in the distance walked forward gently, "The tent is ready, you..."
"Get out!" Mingyue interrupted him coldly.
"Yes!" The attendant trembled and quickly stepped away.
This man has always been moody and incompetent. He has killed countless eunuchs in the past twenty years.
Recently, this man has been in a good mood, and occasionally smiles. They are also rarely relaxed. Today, he has returned to such a deserted look, and he is not willing to talk anymore.
"Hey!" The baby shook his head and sighed, "A woman's heart is like a needle on the seabed. Little Leilei, let's go back to the carriage. Our young master seems to be in a bad mood today. What if he doesn't see you and me when he comes back?
Going crazy again!"
Beside the bonfire, only the bright moon sat alone.
The flickering firelight reflected his deep eyes.
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Li Qiye walked slowly through the tent with his hands behind his back, heading towards the edge of the camp.
"Since you have listened to my music, you should also know that I recited the poems at the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival. What do you think of those poems?!" She stopped and looked sideways at Yi Yang, who was beside her.
"Young Master's excellence in music and poetry has not only attracted the admiration of literary scholars all over the world, but his poems have also been widely recited. Even the children in private schools will memorize the phrase 'When will the bright moon come, ask the wine to see the green sky'!" Yi Yang shook his head with a smile,
"Speaking of which, I really can't imagine that there really is a genius like Mr. Mo in this world!"
"Do you think those poems were all written by me?!" Li Li asked with a frown.
If he is really Yi Yang, there is no way he doesn’t know those poems, right?!
"Young master is really good at joking. If you didn't write it, could it be that you copied it?!" Yi Yang joked.
Is he pretending to be confused on purpose, or is he implying something?!
Li Moli couldn't figure it out and couldn't understand it.
She needs to think about it carefully.
"It's getting late, you should go back to bed early!"
"Young master, please go to bed early!" Yi Yang nodded gently to her and turned around to leave.
"You are really Yi Yang!" Mo Li suddenly spoke from behind him.
Yi Yang stiffened and stopped. He smiled and turned around, "What do you mean, Master? Do you know another Yi Yang?!"
"I just want to ask you which Yi and which Yang!" Li Li said calmly.
"Yi, naturally it is Yi with the surname Yi, Yang, of course it is Yang with flying wings!" Yi Yang replied calmly, but there was an undetectable color in his crystal yellow eyes, "Is there any problem?!"