"Sister, I kindly brought my own mung bean porridge to you to taste, if you don't like it, forget it, you even deliberately knocked it over, what is your intention?"

Feng Aya felt that what she said was the truth, if she continued to cringe silently, Her Majesty would definitely think that she deliberately splashed Feng with something, so she had to defend herself!

But as soon as the words fell, Jun Moying's increasingly cold gaze suddenly shot towards her, swept away with a frosty coolness.

Feng Aya was shocked.

Jun Moying originally wanted her to "shut up", but Feng Qian's voice sounded first.

"Aya'er, I'm so sorry to knock over your kindness." Feng Qian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he leaned on Jun Moying and said pitifully: "If you can, can you go and get another cup?" Seeing Feng Aya's face change, she hurriedly continued: "If the kitchen is gone, then there is no need to force it." I'm really embarrassed. ”

After finishing speaking, she stopped looking at Feng Aya, turned around and sighed to Jun Moying, "Your Majesty, you just said that you ate too little for dinner and were a little hungry, and now Aya'er finally took something, but was knocked over by the concubine, and the concubine ......."

The lowering voice and her slightly trembling shoulders made it seem like she was sobbing with guilt at a glance.

Feng Aya's gaze retracted from her, and fell on the man who only left him with a side face, was silent for a moment, bit her lip and said, "Sister, don't feel guilty, there is still a kitchen." If the emperor is hungry, I'll go and bring some more. ”

"Really?" Feng Qian grabbed Jun Moying's sleeve and raised her head slightly, her little face flushed, "Aya'er, you are so well-intentioned, how can I repay it?" ”

Although Feng Aya felt that her expression was very weird, she didn't think much about it, "Sister doesn't have to be polite, I'll come when I go." With that, she trotted out.

"Poof——! Feng Qian couldn't help but laugh out loud on Jun Moying's body anymore.

At first, I was worried that Feng Aya might not have gone far, and she didn't laugh too loudly, but later, she was already in a state of uncontrollable happiness, and her body trembled.

"Hahaha, why do you think she's so stupid and cute? I really doubt that if the kitchen is gone, she will still be able to make you a freshly made one, believe it or not? Feng Qian pulled on Jun Moying's body, laughing while talking, and jumped excitedly twice from time to time.

Jun Moying really couldn't stand it, so he pressed her down with a dark face and grabbed her into his arms, "What if her mung bean porridge is hot?" Not going to do it anymore? ”

Feng Qian still couldn't stop laughing, his bright eyes shining as bright as the bright stars in the night sky.

"No, didn't she say something to cool off? If it's hot, how can you beat the heat! I didn't dare to look at the man's eyes, so I had to pounce on him with a smile, "And she deliberately wants to splash me, what can I do?" ”

Jun Moying condescendingly stared at her side face and glared: "You just pretend!" ”

In response to him, there was an increasingly crisp laugh from his chest, "I pretended to be seen by you?" So powerful? ”

"When have you done something bad that I can't see?"

"Hmph, that's because I didn't hide it in front of you, okay?"

Feng Qian pursed his lips, and the smile in his eyes still couldn't stop flowing, "Let me tell you, if this porridge is really hot, I will definitely be able to sense it in advance, and then evacuate in advance, and I will definitely not be splashed!" It's true! ”

Jun Moying laughed coldly: "If I do this again next time, I will directly chop off this hand!" ""Pet Crown Six Palaces: The Emperor's Delicate Imperial Princess" only represents the author's view of Yan Ruocheng, if you find that its content violates the content of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, and the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.