Zhou Mohuai was carried back to Qingxin Palace, and there were not many followers, but he was enough to keep the palace servants standing in front of him.

When the imperial edict was driven away, the palace maid who bowed her head and bowed her head to her face raised her surprised gaze and started talking in a low voice.

"Isn't that I'm a royal? It's not the emperor."

"There is a man above!"

"It's not His Highness Chongjia and His Highness Guanyu!"

"The emperor has a new highman!"

...

Yu Xuan stepped on the rustling sound and threw the idle voice far behind. Zhou Mohuai stared at his tied hands with a dark face and the ropes tied to him, and always felt something was wrong.

It was not until Yuzhai stopped steadily in front of the Qingxin Palace that he suddenly realized that this was not his belt at all!

The attendant invited Zhou Mohuai to take him off. At the same time, a rapid pace blew up in front of Zhou Mohuai with a whirlwind, and a small figure rushed up to hug Zhou Mohuai's thighs.

"Master, have you agreed to stay?" Bai Wenying held her head up, poked the rope that tied Zhou Mohuai's hands with tender fingers, and blinked, "Isn't this the Emperor's shawl? It seems that you won't leave."

Bai Wenying smiled and wanted to untie the silk, but the man was so weak that he couldn't pull away the knot tied by Wen Wenlan. "It's so tight, it's tied by the Emperor Sister. The Emperor Sister really likes the Master very much and really doesn't want the Master to leave."

Zhou Mohuai lowered his eyelashes, and let Bai Wenying talk and laugh.

"Princess Yuan's Day." Buyu followed him at some point, and he walked up to him with a tribute. "Your Majesty has given you the order. This knot will be untied by Your Majesty himself."

Zhou Mohuai's eyes turned to Wushui, Wushui just looked at Bai Wenchang with a calm expression.

"Will the emperor come back to Qingxin Palace later? Did the master really agree to stay?" Bai Wenying looked at Zhou Mohuai with anticipation. Zhou Mohuai pulled the corners of his mouth and reluctantly said "um".

"Wow! That's great." Bai Wenying clapped her palms and jumped, jumping around Zhou Mohuai.

"The Emperor may not necessarily visit Qingxin Palace later." As he said, he looked at Zhou Mohuai in a speechless manner, "Maybe he might go to His Majesty's bedroom."

Zhou Mohuai's whole body was stiff.

"Lin Miao." He looked away without saying a word, "I'll leave it to you here, it's lunch time soon, but this is not a reason to disobey the Holy Order."

The emperor has ordered that Zhou Mohuai's silk should be untied, so she can't touch the knot, even if you eat, you can't. As for how to eat with your hands tied, whether you feed, lick, drink, or not to eat, you can do it yourself.

He kept holding a stern look, with a fair face and handsome facial features, which made him look like a painting, but could not hide his deep and coldness.

"Yes." Lin Miao lowered his head, but glanced at Buyu with his eyes honestly. He didn't dare to look up, but could only see the black-faced, embroidered thick-soled boots and a corner of the purple palace suit, which were symbols of identity.

After giving the order without saying a word, he left silently, and disappeared from everyone's sight in just a blink of an eye, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

Lin Miao walked up and first bowed to Zhou Mohuai, which was the etiquette in the palace.

"Young Master Zhou, I'm sorry for you for the time being, please." Lin Miao retreated to one side to make way. The little eunuchs standing on both sides of the gate salute one after another to welcome the new owner's official move in.

Zhou Mohuai breathed a sigh of relief, walked in calmly, and followed Bai Wenying, which was very happy.

"Master, how are you planning to have a meal?" At the dinner table, Bai Wenfeng held his head with interest and looked at Zhou Mohuai. If the master couldn't have a meal, would he ask the emperor to feed him, or would he feed him?

Zhou Mohuai moved his wrist, but fortunately Wen Wenlan didn't tie it up when he started, and there was still room for some room between his palms.

"I can use a spoon." Zhou Mohuai said lightly.

Bai Wenchang pouted and raised his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!