The air moved, and Ye Moyan appeared in front of the bed.
Everyone on the bed was asleep, one big and two small. A Yuan and Mianmian were nestled next to Ling Xuewei, sleeping with their arms and legs spread out.
A Yuan's little belly was exposed, his mouth was squeaking, and his mouth was drooling.
Mianmian, on the other hand, was curled up in Ling Xuewei's arms, sleeping soundly. Her face was red and she was so cute.
But she frowned slightly, as if she had dreamed of something unhappy.
Ye Moyan leaned over and picked up the two little guys. He heard a murmur in his arms, "Mother..."
Mother?
Did she miss her mother?
Ye Moyan's eyes flashed with pity, and he sent them back to his residence before returning.
He sat down next to Ling Xuewei and his eyes fell on the ground. The box of ointment was lying alone in the wastebasket.
Ye Moyan took out another ointment, opened it, dipped some medicine into his fingertips, and applied it on the injured area of her lower lip and neck.
As soon as it touched, Ling Xuewei groaned and frowned even more.
Ye Moyan subconsciously put down his strength and finished treating the wound on his neck. Pulling up his clothes, he saw that Ling Xuewei's wrist was a little blue.
It shows how hard he worked during the day.
After applying the medicine on his wrist, he saw the woman's eyelashes trembling slightly and her mouth seemed to be saying something.
"Dog man... damn... beat you..."
Dog man?
His eyebrows twitched.
Suddenly the woman turned over, then raised her foot and kicked her! Ye Moyan grabbed her ankle, and then the other foot...
She never forgets to fight in her sleep. What is she dreaming about?
"To make you not believe me... to be jealous... to hate you..."
Ye Moyan was startled.
Was this a dream about him?
Ye Moyan's heart seemed to be touched by something soft, soft and numb.
The anger that was still left had long since dissipated at this moment.
Complexity flashed in his eyes.
With a wave of his hand, the light flashed, and then the person on the bed fell asleep completely, and there was no more movement.
Ye Moyan gently stroked her delicate eyebrows, then her nose, cheeks, and finally her lips. They were soft, with a light pink color, and delicate and charming. However, the wound on her lips was a bit abrupt... but not at all.
It affects the aesthetic feeling, but adds a bit of enchantment.
He quietly stared at Ling Xuewei's sleeping face with deep eyes. The handsome and cold face rarely showed some softness under the light and shadow.
"What should I do with you..."
Like a sigh or a whisper, it echoed faintly in the room.
Ling Xuewei frowned, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn outside.
She glanced around and saw that the two little guys were gone. She didn't think much about it, thinking that she had overslept. However, she was so deep in sleep that she didn't even notice them getting up.
On this day, Ling Xuewei didn't see Ye Moyan. She spent the whole day with the two little guys and almost didn't go out. Even the meals were served in the room.
It wasn't until Ling Xuewei went out at night that she discovered that there were two guards in silver armor guarding her door. She was so angry that she slammed the door expressionlessly.
She is grounded.
This realization made Ling Xuewei even more angry.
Except for Mianmian and Ayuan, even the servants were not allowed to enter her room at will, and she was not allowed to go out at will.
What happened yesterday was originally his fault, but not only did he not reflect on it, he went even further today and directly restrained her!
That's too much!
"I want to see your master."
But the response to her was silence.
"Go find your master and come here."
The two silver-armored guards seemed not to hear, as motionless as sculptures.
Ling Xuewei gritted her teeth, "Where's Guanzhixing?"
Still no response.
Bang.
Ling Xuewei slammed the door again.
Angrily, he sat back down at the table, "You bitch, that's great, I'll count on you!"
The next day, someone came to deliver food to Ling Xuewei. As soon as she opened her mouth to ask questions, the servant hurried away with a face as if he was facing an enemy.
That way, it was like seeing a ghost.
Ling Xuewei was depressed, looking at the food in front of her, where was her appetite?
This bad mood was only slightly relieved by the arrival of the two little guys.
After asking, I learned that Ye Mo Yan had been away all day, not even Guan Zhi Xing, and they hadn't come back yet.
"Sister, why did daddy lock you up? Could it be that sister made the same mistake as A Yuan, so she was punished to shut up and think about her mistakes?"
After A Yuan finished speaking, Mianmian on the side stopped and pursed her lips, "Mom...sister can't do that!"
A Yuan nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, "Sister, you are right. It was Gege who was wrong. Don't be angry, sister."
She looks exactly like a slave girl.
"It must be Daddy's fault! Daddy is so annoying!"
"Gege can't say daddy either..." Mianmian pouted her mouth again.
"Don't tell me, don't tell me..."
A Yuan is a person who wants to cry but has no tears.
It's really hard to please my sister.
Ling Xuewei was a little distracted.
After the two little guys fell asleep, she stood in front of the window and looked outside. The window of her room could just see the main entrance, but Ye Moyan did not come back until late at night.
This situation lasted for two days.
It wasn't until the third day that Ling Xuewei intercepted Butler Gu that she found out that Ye Moyan had been in the branch of the temple for the past few days.
Are you avoiding her on purpose?
Okay, don't regret it.
…
temple.
Branch hall.
The atmosphere on the majestic long table was solemn.
The gray-haired old men were all sitting on pins and needles. It was because the cold air on their heads was too heavy. The air in the entire hall was as cold as falling into an ice cave.
It’s been two days, it’s been two days in this atmosphere, if it continues like this, they will collapse. I don’t know what’s wrong with this person, but these two days have been like explosives. Almost everyone present
Everyone served with trepidation, fearing that they would accidentally get burned.
They are all at the level of temple elders. In the past, even when faced with thousands of troops and dangerous situations, they would not even move their brows. But now facing this person... it is like a mouse meeting a cat. They have completely lost their usual majestic appearance.
.
"Your Majesty, regarding the taxation of the following aristocratic families..."
"Do you want me to teach you this little thing?" He gave me a cold and terrifying look.
"No, no, my subordinates can handle it, I can handle it..."
"Next."
"The Qiyuan Empire has sent its credentials and would like to invite you to attend the annual feast..."
"Elder Fang, I see that you are getting older and your memory is getting worse..."
Elder Fang suddenly broke into a cold sweat. Guan Zhixing secretly shook his head at him, and then he immediately reacted, "I am confused, so I refuse..."
How could he have forgotten that Your Majesty never likes to appear on such occasions. It was only when he attended the Sheyi event for the first time that he wondered whether His Majesty had changed his gender. Now it seems that he has thought too much.
In just one morning, the entire hall was under low pressure.
It wasn't until Guan Zhixing came in and said something in His Majesty's ear that His Majesty said coldly, take a rest, and then left. (To be continued)