"Your Majesty, I must give me a prosperous era."

Zhu Feng looked down at her.

The surging emotions in his heart were unable to vent at this moment, but they only turned into invisible flames, which suddenly lit him.

He suddenly pressed her under him...

"well!"

Ye Zheng sat aside, looked at Ran Xiaoyu's anxious expression, walked to the door, stopped for a while, then turned around and walked down the steps.

But after a while, I walked back.

Seeing her restless look, Ye Zheng couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

When Ran Xiaoyu heard his laughter, she became even more annoyed and walked up to him: "Why are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you, like a mother who is married to a daughter."

“…”

"How old are you? Are you worried about that?"

Ran Xiaoyu's face immediately turned green, she reached out to his eyes, and slowly clenched her fists.

The knuckles snapped.

"You said, how old am I?"

"Well……"

Ye Zheng immediately became timid: "I, I'm kidding."

Ran Xiaoyu glared at him again: "Hmph."

Then he turned around and prepared to go to the door to listen. After all, it was so fussed inside last night. Although she was stopped by Ye Zheng, how would the emperor treat Nanyan?

Will it hurt her?

These things have been entangled with her for a night.

"Safe!"

Ye Zheng crossed his legs, holding a handful of melon seeds that the little eunuch took over, and said while eating them: "I promise you that the imperial concubine will not be in trouble."

“…”

"Well, of course, there are still some minor damage."

"Small damage?" Ran Xiaoyu was anxious when she heard this, and hurried over and said, "What?"

"Ahem..."

Unexpectedly, she really didn't understand. Ye Zheng, who was so yellow-tongued, was a little embarrassed and covered his mouth and laughed.

“…!”

Ran Xiaoyu suddenly understood.

"you"

He gritted his teeth and punched him.
Chapter completed!