Chapter 883: The Emperor Loves to Listen to Stories from the Palace (94)
And every time she explicitly and implicitly said or implied intentionally or unintentionally, he didn't react at all, at most he just hugged her, and then it was dawn all night.
Or, it is not directly to the Fengqi Palace.
As time passed, the uneasiness in Xiang Xing's heart became bigger and bigger.
Could it be that the so-called emperor has been affectionate since ancient times, and he is no longer interested in her, a little hairy girl?
Still is......
Because she was too headstrong to give him the tourmaline bracelet, so he was angry?
But, is the first word such a stingy person?
The little guy thought about it, but suddenly he was a little unsure.
……
Never mind! It's useless to dream here, it's better to find a time to ask boldly!
After thinking about it, Xiang Xing nodded vigorously, and immediately instructed Xiao Nan to prepare more good dishes tonight.
If you eat more, she will have more confidence in her heart.
Well.
However, not long after Xiao Nan retreated to prepare, the father-in-law of Antu at the Cultivation Temple actually came in person.
"Niangniang, there are still a lot of recitals to be reviewed by the saint, so I won't be here tonight."
Looking at the delicate little face of his own queen mother, who was suddenly lost, Antu hid the smile on his lips slightly, and continued to arch his hand, "But the Holy Lord, please go to the Cultivation Temple tonight...... said that without you, he would not be able to work with peace of mind. ”
“…… Then please ask Gonggong An to reply and say that the palace is ready and will go immediately. ”
Xiang Xing, who was in a big mood and was in a big mood, could only reply like this.
I was more and more puzzled.
For some reason, she always felt that the expression on Antu's father-in-law's face seemed to be indescribably subtle when he said what Fang Cai said......
After he left, the little guy tilted his head and thought for a while, but he didn't come up with a reason.
Not.
Forget it, since the guy who quit first took the initiative to invite, where did she ask.
……
In the evening, Xiang Xing took the large set of good dishes prepared by Xiao Nan and went to the Yangshen Temple.
But I found that the first word was really busy.
At this moment, he was sitting in front of the mountain of review tables, looking at them one by one.
Judging from his slightly tired eyebrows, the wrinkles of the dragon robe, and the obviously cold and hot dishes on the table next to him, Xiang Xing could almost expect that he was afraid that he would be busy from the next dynasty until now.
Looking at the man's appearance, the little guy's question that had been brewing all day was directly stuck in his throat, and he couldn't ask it.
She bit her pink lip, finally sighed softly, and then slowly stepped forward and came to the side of the first word.
After opening up Grandpa An with his eyes, he took over his work, picked up the small square ink block with his bare hands, and carefully polished the ink for the man.
The first word saw her actions in an instant, and the hand holding the pen paused lightly.
But he didn't say anything, only faintly hooked the corners of his lips and continued to work.
The two of them performed their duties silently and tacitly, and two hours passed.
In the end, it was Xiang Xing's hungry all night, and a series of gurgling movements suddenly came out of his deflated little belly, which broke the quiet atmosphere of the sound of the remaining paper turning.
“……”
The little guy's face instantly turned embarrassed, and he couldn't help but quickly put down the ink block, quickly covered his stomach with his long and wide palace sleeves, and retreated gently.
Seeing this, the man finally couldn't help but sneer, and slowly turned around.
The eyes that drooped lightly because of tiredness were full of gentle smiles: "The queen didn't have dinner?" ”