Yan Le listened to it buried in his arms, his heart was extremely satisfied, and he felt that his voice like Ling Yi was simply hooking his soul or indifferent! Let me want to give his voice again!

But wait!

Huaiying!

She sat up straight suddenly, and looked at Mu Lingyi in surprise with bright eyes.

"Ling Yi! I forgot, today's greeting of Youzhiguo and Murong Shen is also the end of the national funeral, all tonight is the night of Oiran's debut, we are going! She counted the days, but she almost got mixed up when she counted them.

But when it came to seeing the scene she had never seen before, the light in her eyes was ignited again.

Although Mu Lingyi didn't mention this matter, he never forgot it, he looked at her and was really interested in this matter as he guessed, and wanted to end this matter with his own hands, so he nodded with a smile.

"Okay~ I'll take Yan'er to see the Oiran tonight." He echoed her words and wanted her to be happy, even happier.

Her own Yan'er doesn't need to think too much, she doesn't need to think about too many complicated things, she just needs to be happy.

Yan Le nodded heavily, very happy that his Ling Yi agreed to himself and indulged himself. She kissed him heavily on the face, but when she caught a glimpse of Panxia coming in, she quickly stopped and sat down.

Mu Lingyi looked at her cute Yan'er's sneaky appearance, and the smile in her eyes gradually deepened. Simple Xiao Yan'er may not know that she has been sitting in her arms, letting herself hold her, that sitting upright, in Pan Xia's eyes, it is actually the same.

Pan Xia looked at her beloved little lady and aunt, not to mention how happy and excited she was. She put the porridge and side dishes on the table, brought hot water, twisted the face towel and handed it to Yan Le.

"Little Miss~ You put a compress on your uncle's eyes, and your uncle's blue will recede a lot." Her voice was as cheerful as ever, teaching her what she understood and thought that her gentle and considerate little lady might not have expected.

Yan Le took Pan Xia's hot face towel and thanked her very happily.

"Panxia! Thank you! Thank you! Her voice was childish and brisk.

She retracted her grateful gaze, stroked her face, folded the towel properly and covered it under his eyes. The white strips of cloth covered Mu Lingyi's face, making his delicate face a little more cute and simple.

Yan Le watched, his little hand unconsciously poked his cheek and dotted on his lips.

Mu Lingyi smiled and acquiesced to her.

He doesn't care how he will be teased by his own Yan'er, he only cares about his own Yan'er, and she will smile because of this.

Yan Le enjoyed the beauty under his fingertips, and finally ignored the others, holding his face with both hands, and kissed him gently.

Mu Lingyi's response was very slow, and it was in her hands.

Yan Le stopped after kissing for a while, and asked softly in her voice: "Ling Yi~ Do you like Yan'er to kiss you like this?" ”

Mu Lingyi smiled, and found that compared to herself who always kissed out of control, the cute little Yan'er cared about her feelings very much.

Every time she kissed, she had to stop and ask.

How could I not like it.

I love it very much.

Mu Lingyi smiled and took the initiative to kiss her back.

"Yan'er, I love you." He learned from her, kissed and said a word.

Yan Le obediently let him kiss back, and he took care of breakfast.

The two finally ate in the room and came out to meet Hye-sook, both of them were a little helpless, their attachment to each other became deeper and deeper, and they both became their mothers waiting for themselves. Yan Le smiled shyly for the first time and apologized to his mother.

Hye-sook looked at her daughter, who looked very good, and after breathing a sigh of relief, comforted her.

"Don't care about this, Ling Yi is conniving at you, and my mother should be even more so." Her loving voice was very gentle, and she raised her hand to caress her daughter's cute little face.

Mu Lingyi had been holding Yan Le's hand and standing beside her, letting her lean on. He liked his face like this, enjoying the environment that was always filled with her laughter.

But it's time for him to go.

He frowned slightly, and solemnly dropped a kiss on Yan Le's forehead, and then hid his whereabouts and entered the palace again openly.

As soon as the time comes, all the civil and military officials bring their families into the palace, and the general family members are taken to the imperial garden, and the female dependents with official rank can go out to welcome the envoys of the country above the court.

Yan Le followed his mother-in-law's side, and was taken to the front hall by Mama Chun sent by the queen. On the way, I met the concubine of the harem, and the mother and daughter both greeted them cordially and said a few words of compliment. Every time Yan Le passed by a concubine, he would think of the last time he saw them in the queen's palace. After a few months, some of the concubines are even more glamorous, and some are as if they are seriously ill, so weak that they can only stand firm with the support of the palace maid who is close to them.

In the end, according to the instinctive curiosity in her heart, she asked her mother.

Hye-sook lowered her voice and only replied: "The women of the deep palace, without the favor of the emperor, will be as painful as the walking dead." ”

Yan Le didn't quite understand, but what she later understood was that there should be only one emperor, and there were too many wives, and everyone couldn't compete for them. Those who are favored become angry, and those who are left out are sick and feel pitiful. Thinking of this, she felt that the emperor and those men with three wives and four concubines were very bad, occupying the best years of women, and confined them to her side but did not cherish them.

She thought about it, sighed heavily, and felt that she had to educate her children well in the future, and she would definitely not be a man who was affectionate, and she should be as dedicated as his father, and only love herself!

Liang Yining deliberately waited outside the back door of the court, she looked at Yan Le's annoying little face from a distance, still pale as usual, and sneered disdainfully in her heart.

She really didn't understand who she was doing to show her. On such a grand day, every lady will dress gorgeously and make up glamorous, so as to win everyone's favor. But she didn't embellish anything, just dressed in plain blue clothes and attended the banquet with a plain face.

She may feel that such a sick and weak appearance can make men feel more distressed and seduce more men.

Liang Yi thought about it, and looked back at his personal palace maid Lan'er meaningfully.

Liang Yixuan accompanied her mother to her father's place to say hello and came out of the palace, and accidentally bumped into Lan'er who turned away, she was a little inexplicable, seeing that she was the person next to her imperial sister who didn't even listen to her admit her mistake, she let her retreat.

However, after walking a few steps, she was still a little strange, turned around and looked at Lan'er into the path to the imperial garden, and turned back boredly, and greeted Ling Yining, who had already walked to her side.

"Yi Xuan has seen the Third Emperor Sister~" Her voice was much gentler and more well-behaved than before, remembering that as long as she cherished Wu Ling better, she could be hurt by her, and she also wanted to treat her own sister like this.

Ling Yining looked at Liang Yixuan, who was dressed in eye-catching orange-red clothes, and finally couldn't help but show jealousy in her eyes. She hated why her mother didn't become the queen, and she hated why the best craftsmen in the harem only made gold for the queen and Liang Yixuan, the so-called concubine, while she could only wear the clothes and gold and silver jewelry made by inferior craftsmen.

She hesitated for a long time, deliberately treated Liang Yixuan, who owed her body out of respect, and left after responding lightly.

She didn't like Liang Yixuan before, and now she doesn't like it, even if she becomes sensible, she has her sister in her eyes, and that's all her business. I used to have no feelings for her, and now I hate her. She occupies the best of everything, and she is so close to Wu Lingxi, a nest of sluts, snakes and rats, and she is not worthy of being close to herself.

Liang Yixuan was simple-hearted, looking at Liang Yining's face was not good, thinking that she had worked too hard to welcome the envoy recently, so she didn't say much, smiled obediently and ran directly to Yan Le.

She rushed to Yan Le's front lightly, and then deliberately stopped in a hurry. With a happy smile on her childish little face, under the glow of appropriate rouge, she was a little more delicate than usual.

Yan Le looked at her, unconsciously raised his hand and pinched her cheeks, which were fuller than his own, and sighed very seriously.

"Xiao Qi~ You are getting more and more beautiful~ How do I feel that you look like a woman today."

Liang Yixuan originally liked Yan Le's sweet smile at herself and looked at herself dotingly, but she didn't expect to hear her strange words, and her eyes were suddenly full of confusion.

Hui Shu was even more amused by her woman's words, and asked her helplessly.

"Lingxi~ Is Xiao Qi just like a woman today? What did it look like in the past? Her voice was as gentle as silk, revealing the doting of a mother.

Yan Le looked at his mother-in-law, and then at Liang Yixuan, affectionate or so serious.

"In the past, Xiao Qi was like a child, but today's dress is set off, and she looks like a woman, just like a mother, with gentle eyebrows and eyes." Her voice was soft, and she spoke very naturally.

Liang Yixuan listened to Yan Le's words and suddenly realized.

"Wu Lingxi~ When the queen mother asked Mama to dress me up this morning, she also said this, there should be tenderness between the eyebrows and eyes, gentleness, you see, this is the eyebrows that Mama painted for me, and the rouge that was smeared on it." She said it novelly, she thought this kind of thing was very interesting, what the queen mother said, and what Wu Lingxi said, yes! It seems that as the queen mother said, dressing up is a science.

Yan Le rarely painted her eyebrows and combed her eyebrows, listening to Liang Yixuan's words, her little finger touched her eyebrows gently, looking at the faint black powder under her fingertips, she remembered that every time she wanted to dress as a man, Ling Yi had to add a few strokes to the tail of her eyebrows.

"I've drawn this eyebrow before, but Ling Yi helped me draw it, and I didn't really see it clearly." She thought about it, because she thought of Mu Lingyi, the smile in her eyes suddenly became full of love.

Liang Yixuan didn't expect Yan Le to suddenly mention this matter, and grabbed her hand happily.