Mu Ling looked down at her, supported the wall with his right hand and controlled her within his own range. "What's wrong with Miss Yan? How did you treat me last night? Have you forgotten?"

Last night, Qingning thought about it carefully before realizing that she mistakenly thought of the stupid things that Ayu did last night. If that were the case, can her personal safety be guaranteed?

Looking at her regretful face, Mu Ling smiled in her eyes and said, "But don't worry, I'm very upright."

Qing Ning breathed a sigh of relief and was about to "escape" from the other side, but was grabbed by the other hand and suddenly returned to his arms.

“Don’t you stay for a meal?”

"No..." Qing Ning was about to refuse, but she obviously felt that the hand was pressing against the soft pussy on her waist. After exerting force, she fell down directly.

"Your Highness is kind, but it is hard to refuse your kindness." After all, only by being able to bend and stretch can you live long.

Mu Ling smiled, let her go, made a gesture of invitation to her, and led her toward the dining room...

"Today's food is good." Mu Ling sat in the master's seat and sighed at Qing Ning opposite him.

"Yes, what Your Highness said is." Qing Ning kept nodding, perfunctory, just thinking about leaving quickly.

It seems that it is better to find something to raise her interest, so Mu Ling asked, "Do you still remember your and my promise yesterday?"

Agreement?

"The question has not been answered yet"

Still have to answer the question? Mu Ling, will he not give up until he forces his true identity?

"But don't worry, I won't let you answer questions this time, just do me a favor." Fortunately, the topic changed.

"Then... Your Highness said that you can help me do something and do it." Qing Ning thought of the agreement. If possible, going to the palace to meet the emperor with Mu Ling's hand is the best way to gain power.

"nature"

"Please speak with your highness"

"Three months later will be the day for my fifth brother's wedding, and I need a piano tutor."

"Okay, no problem." Qing Ning said, picking up the wine glass beside him and raising it to Mu Ling.

Mu Ling drank the wine in his hand, smiled at Rong Xi and said, "If Miss Yan hadn't come today, Rong Xi wouldn't have made such a good dish for me."

Rong Xi smiled slightly, and his eyes flowed through a faint sadness. Everyone said that she was the most beloved woman of King Pingzhao.

But only she herself knew that there was no place in the prince's heart. She was just a concubine, his relative, perhaps.

But why is the prince so different to this woman named Yan?

Or, is the temperament that the woman showed too much like a prince?

"I can smell the fragrance from a distance, and I'm starving to death."

Hearing the sound, a young man in white came in outside the door, Mu Ling's personal guard, Yue Yunyang.

He didn't give up at all, sat down, staring at the table of dishes with a fierce look.

"You have to pay for your meal," Mu Ling reminded.

"Who said that you have deducted all my salary this month. I have no money. Besides, Rong Xi said that, let me have a free meal." Yue Yunyang looked righteous.

Rong Xi smiled and waved his hand and ordered: "Okay, come here, add some bowls and chopsticks."

"No need," Yue Yunyang took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks from his sleeve and put them on the table and said, "Come on, I'll bring it myself."

As soon as he said that, Rong Xi, Mu Ling, and even Qing Ning laughed.

When he heard Qing Ning's laughter, Yue Yunyang's attention changed slightly from the table of food. He turned to look at Qing Ning and said a little embarrassedly: "Yan, Miss Yan is here too."

Looking at him, Qing Ning couldn't help but smile. How many people can be as happy as others in this world?

"Yue Wei is straightforward, so why bother me?"

Qing Ning's words made the atmosphere liven up again.

This Pingzhao Palace, this meal, these people with different identities live so much like... family members.

And what about her? Even though she is connected by blood, she has never had such a meal. Such an atmosphere will always approach people's hearts inadvertently.

This Mu Ling is really a strange person.

After March, the King of Changning held a banquet here at Yipinju.

Mu Ling was still wearing a black brocade robe, a mandala flower outlined by golden thread, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be a smile, unfathomable, and every move touched the hearts of everyone present.

The woman was crazy about him, and the man was afraid of him.

At this time, the woman beside him had a different scene. She had the same stunning face, light pink beads and flowers, and she put down her ponytail and fell to her waist, hanging smoothly and softly.

The light pink gauze white skirt swayed with her movements, and she looked like an immortal while walking.

Two people, one is as temperament as a demon, the other is as good as an immortal. There is no sense of incongruity when walking together. People think that perhaps only such people can be qualified to stand by each other.

But the scene on the other side is:

During the meal, Qing Ning frowned slightly and covered her belly with one hand. Mu Ling seemed to know it, turned his head and approached her and said softly, "The toilet is in the backyard."

"Who said I..." Qing Ning was about to retort, but his ambition was damaged by a stomachache, so he had to get up obediently and walk towards the backyard...

After solving the stomach problem, Qingning paced back and forth in the yard. One reason was that the house was noisy, and the other was that the beautiful scenery in the yard was really intoxicating.

The entire back garden is covered with green trees and shaking the meridians. The new willows sprout, and the green color adds a bit of vitality to the entire garden.

Under the forsythia, bees play, and the vitality of all things is concentrated in a corner.

Qing Ning approached and wanted to enjoy the beautiful scenery of spring.

But there was a wooden stick that was unresolved and was lying in the middle of the tree, poking the honeycomb on the treetops one after another.

Qing Ning walked over with some curiosity, lowered her head and faced her eyes staring at the honeycomb with malicious intentions.

The eyes were originally focused on staring at the honeycomb above the head, but suddenly they suddenly bumped into another look, and their pupils suddenly shrank.

It was a half-squatted position, and the center of gravity was unstable, but at this moment, he suddenly sat down on the ground. Then he spoke and scolded: "Who? Who scared me?"

Looking at the young master in white in front of him, Qing Ning smiled. After not seeing him for three months, the young master of the Lou family has now run out again.

She was dressed in white, the young man was naughty and had a clear look. If she hadn't been a little arrogant, she would have been very popular.

Lou Jingxuan was stunned at first, and quietly looked at the woman in front of him who was smiling and beautiful as a fairy. Strangely, where did this woman have seen her eyebrows...

By the way, Mingyuefang.

This eyebrows that appeared in Lou Jingxuan's dreams many times were obviously a very annoying cut-out sleeve, but it made him unable to forget them. He suspected himself several times.

At this time, his women's clothing was so beautiful that it was so enchanting.

Lou Jingxuan was shocked and stood up quickly, like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and distanced him from Qingning for more than one meter. He said in a panic: "You, you... you... you are here to do something again? No... you are not interested..." Lou Jingxuan became more and more terrifying.

Looking at his panicked look, Qing Ning smiled, his malice surged in his heart, and he walked forward a few steps, saying, "Young Master Lou, what he said is very true."

"Don't come over, I... I'm not a broken sleeve." Lou Jingxuan's steps retreated step by step as she advanced.

Suddenly, with a whoosh, it seemed like a powerful weapon swept across the grass and swept over her, mixed with a bit of cold wind.

Qing Ning turned his head, dodged sideways, caught the sharp weapon with his right index finger, and shot in the direction that flew in an instant.

"Who is so bold that he dares to assassinate Empress Zhaoyi?"

Shortly after the weapon disappeared, a sharp voice came, and then a woman came over.
Chapter completed!