Empress, your husband is invincible

Qin Muzhi remained silent, but took a sip from the cup of tea on the table, his eyes long and deep.

"Wu Yishan..."

After a moment of silence, Qin Muzhi stained the tea with his fingers and began to smear it on the clean table.

A gust of night wind blows, and the candlelight flickers gently.

Qin Muzhi's eyes suddenly became firm.

"It's useful for me to summon the eagle eye elite in the city."

Qin Wuyang froze for a moment, his Adam's apple surged up and down.

"Father, do you want it?"

As he said that, Qin Wuyang raised his palm and gestured at the neck, his eyes drifted involuntarily to the direction of the palace.

"That girl doll is still useful, your father is so stupid?"

Qin Muzhi frowned and knocked on the table.

"Send someone in and find out the details of that man..."

"In short, my Qin family is bound to win this competition!"

……

While the Qin family father and son were planning, Ye Cheng in Tingfeng Palace was also lying on the big bed silently thinking about his own affairs.

In modern times, he definitely can't go back.

But if you stay here, there is a great probability that you will be stirred into a series of whirlpools.

"This soft rice doesn't seem to be as delicious as I imagined..."

Looking up at the curtain above the bed, Ling Xuejian's beautiful face unconsciously appeared in Ye Cheng's mind.

"How about running away?"

Shaking his head and getting Ling Xuejian's appearance out of his mind, Ye Cheng suddenly gritted his teeth.

"Forget it, I promised her everything, and I will help her finish this matter first."

Frowning, his promise to Ling Xuejian suddenly flashed.

Closing his eyes, temporarily burying all distracting thoughts, Ye Cheng slowly fell asleep.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Cheng was awakened by the clear and crisp singing of birds.

Opening his eyes, seeing the warm sunlight pouring into the room through the window, Ye Cheng felt relieved for no reason.

Lin Yilan and an oval-faced court lady were waiting at the door when they heard Ye Cheng's movement in the room.

Pursing his lips, he stepped into the room carrying a wooden tray.

Inadvertently, seeing Ye Cheng's muscular body under the white obscene clothes, Lin Yilan blushed.

He hurriedly put the tray on the table, lowered his head and walked slowly towards the bed, explaining as he walked:
"My lord, the warm water for washing and breakfast are all here. Is this servant waiting for you to get dressed?"

Ye Cheng was taken aback, and hurriedly refused.

After putting on his clothes a little clumsily and putting on his belt, he just washed up for a while and then sat down at the table.

The breakfast was quite hearty, consisting of a few stacks of delicate side dishes that he couldn't name, a plate of pastries, and a few delicious soups.

The rich and delicate breakfast somewhat washed away the embarrassment just now, but Ye Cheng had just wiped off the residue at the corners of his lips with the silk cloth beside him, when he raised his head, he froze in place for an instant.

At the door, Ling Xuejian was wearing a red skirt, looking at him with interest behind his back.

"How did you come?"

"Sir, are you satisfied with the breakfast?"

The voices of the two sounded at the same time.

Ye Cheng smiled awkwardly, thought for a while, and got up to meet her.

"Although the breakfast is common, but it has added to His Majesty's kindness, but it is delicious and extraordinary."

Ling Xuejian was taken aback.

Bah, you really are a prodigal son!

Behind her, Zhuang Shuanglin's eyes flashed with anger.

Smiling disapprovingly, Ling Xuejian glanced sideways.

"Sir, can you walk around with me?"

"Aren't you early?"

Ye Cheng was slightly surprised.

In the TV series, aren't the emperors who acted in the early morning and morning busy like dogs?

Why does Ling Xuejian still have the time to hang out?
"It's nothing serious today, so we'll leave earlier."

Pursing her lips, Ling Xuejian immediately turned around.

Glancing at Zhuang Shuanglin's displeased eyes, Ye Cheng followed decisively and honestly.

Ye Cheng never thought that after entering the palace yesterday, he would come out again today...

What's more, he came out with Ling Xuejian in an open and honest manner!

Ye Cheng didn't recover until he stood on the wide, crowded street.

Ling Xuejian actually brought her micro-service for a private visit?

"Sir, keep up, what are you doing in a daze?"

Slightly dissatisfied, he bumped Ye Cheng with the hilt of his sword, and Zhuang Shuanglin never left his eyes from Ling Xuejian in front of him.

Ling Xuejian put on a set of men's clothes at the moment, and his slightly modified face looked a bit heroic, and his handsomeness was comparable to that of Ye Cheng.

With great interest, he handed a candied haws in his hand to Ye Cheng who was following him, and Ling Xuejian asked vaguely:
"Sir, do you think this Huangdu City is still lively?"

Ye Cheng avoided a man pushing a wheelbarrow passing by, dumbfounded.

The pedestrians on this street are almost packed with each other.Looking around, there is no place on the street that is not crowded with people of all colors.

This posture is comparable to the last supermarket sale day, how can it be summed up in just two words?
Seeing Ye Cheng's weird face and nodding, Ling Xuejian smiled slightly:
"Thanks for your hard work, today, why don't you accompany me to take a stroll around this bustling Huangdu City?"

Ye Cheng nodded in resignation.

A group of people wandered around on the crowded street.

I don't know if it's because of the clothes of a few people, or the iron-blooded aura exuded by the Dragon Scale Guards who are guarding in low clothes. Where Ye Cheng and his party pass by, there are very few people crowded and bumping into each other.

While wandering around, Ling Xuejian's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran towards the bridge not far away, pulling Ye Cheng's clothes.

The crowd by the bridge was extremely lively, and deafening applause erupted from time to time among the people forming a circle.

After biting off half of the candied haws in one bite, Ling Xuejian pulled Ye Cheng and squeezed to the front through the passage that the Dragon Scale Guard inadvertently opened.

"Hey, this juggling is interesting."

Just glanced at the dwarf who was leading a monkey over the fire fence, Ling Xuejian couldn't help applauding.

Ye Cheng was taken aback by her applause.

Inadvertently, seeing the candied haws on her lips, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Cold, lonely, rational... escape?
This empress seems quite interesting...

This juggling troupe surrounded by many people is quite capable.

monkey jumping through hoops;
The naive bear gnaws watermelon under the guidance of a woman in red;

Several similar-looking people stand together and walk on stilts;

There is also a man with beards and beards breathing fire with alcohol...

Ling Xuejian looked at it with great interest, and her snowy and crystal clear palms were flushed red.

But Ye Cheng unconsciously shifted his gaze from the climaxing performance to her face.

Just as Ling Xuejian frowns and smiles, frowns and frowns, a few ripples gradually rise on the calm lake in Ye Cheng's heart...

"My lord, can I take a step to speak?"

When Ye Cheng was fascinated by Ling Xuejian, Zhuang Shuanglin pursed his lips and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Ok?"

Ye Cheng frowned slightly, glanced at Ling Xuejian who hadn't realized it, and finally followed Zhuang Shuanglin to a shadow under the bridge.

"Someone is secretly spying on His Majesty!"