Lingxi in the courtyard was directing the palace maids to weed Xiyan's vegetable field in the small vegetable garden. After Nangong Yu entered the door, they were busy and didn't see him coming in. He stood at the door and looked at them intently, with his eyes showing

A deep nostalgia...

His Yan Yan once rolled up her sleeves, barefoot, and was busy inside...

When he thought of Xiyan, his nose felt sore, and a drop of crystal tears flowed out of his eyes. Yanyan, where are you? Are you good now? Sorry, it's all my fault...

Looking at the grass, wood and stone table in the yard, Nangong Yu seemed to see the figure of Yan lying on the lounge chair in the Zhongyuan Festival.

He couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled. If time could go back, he wouldn't have chosen to be angry that day!!!

"emperor?"

When Lingxi raised his hand to wipe his sweat, he caught a glimpse of Nangong Yu's smile on his face, his confused eyes were full of gentleness, and he couldn't help but shout in surprise.

Nangong Yu woke up from the illusion he framed by this call. He looked at Lingxi with obsidian eyes and said lightly, "You are busy with yours, don't pay attention to me, I... I just want to take a look at it casually.

....”

Lingxi lowered his eyes, nodded, and continued to bend down and pull out the weeds from the ground, but he was scolding Nangong Yu in his heart, "Emperor, when is it now? Are you still so stubborn? If you miss the Empress, just say it straight

Yes, are there any outsiders here?”

Seeing that she continued to work, Nangong Yu walked slowly into the hall, and a familiar fragrance suddenly came to her face...

Looking at the familiar decorations here, he felt his heart beating abnormally, and his chest felt a little stuffy, and his breathing was a little uncomfortable...

But no one blames others for all this discomfort, he blames himself. If it weren't for him, Yan Yan would have continued to live in the palace with him now. He could look at her glance and smile, and even he could watch with her.

Their children grow and develop day by day...

But now all this has become his luxury and memory!

Tears unknowingly made his eyes confused. He didn't care, but just walked step by step inside. The more he walked inside, the more familiar fragrance became. He went along the place where the fragrance was emitted. Nangong Yu was on the old big bed

I saw a purse.

He quickly stepped forward, held the purse in his hand, and sent it to his nose. Yes, that's right, it's this smell, the taste of his beloved lavender...

At that time, Yan Yan always said that there is no modern place. Modern ones can have perfume to incense clothes, and can also drive away the embarrassment caused by sweating in hot weather...

Carefully putting his purse in his arms, sitting by the bed, gently stroking the brocade on the bed with his hands, he fell into memories again-

She smiled and said with bad intentions, "Nangong Yu, I think of you as my husband. I will give you a discount on the healing sacred product I used this time... Wait until you return to the palace, and you will benefit yourself together.

Return it to me!"

She blushed and said shyly, "Nangong Yu, do you... have a fever? Is it hurt, why are you still thinking about those unhealthy things?"

"Nangong Yu, you... are unreasonable! Isn't it just a piece of clothing? Are you using it so harshly to me?"
Chapter completed!