Chapter 901 lingering
He hurriedly covered her with a thin silk blanket, and then went to help her tidy up her desk.

He casually flipped through the notepad, and saw that it turned out to be similar to a notebook with his own name in it, so he couldn't help but began to look through it.

He couldn't help looking for his name, and then looked at what she wrote, whether it was a compliment or a criticism, whether the tone was ambiguous or just...

For a moment, he was a little obsessed with watching, and after watching his own, he was not satisfied, so he went to find something else—a man's!

See if she thinks of them better than she does, or treats them more affectionately than she does.

Especially Xu Lian!
Between the lines is her trust and gratitude to Xu Lian. Fortunately, she hates Cheng Yun deeply, and there are very few places mentioned, so he feels more comfortable.

But at the end, it turned to Nangong Feiye's name.

Looking at her comments, such as "sincere and free and easy", "wild and unrestrained", "proficient in rhythm and poetry", etc., Ming Yi frowned involuntarily, and pursed his thin lips tightly.

She seemed to have a good impression of Nangong Feiye, she even drank his wine, gave him hers, wrote poems and sang songs...

His heart began to churn, sour, with a sense of urgency that he wished he could marry her back home immediately.

Is that Nangong Feiye not bad?
What does it look like?
He tried hard to think back, but he couldn't remember. Although he had seen it, he didn't take it to heart.

I didn't expect to be able to threaten him today.

When Xu Lingyue woke up in the morning, she found someone sitting on the windowsill.

She was startled, pressed her chest and asked, "Ming Yi, what's the fuss about you? You scared me to death."

Look at the black and blue under his eyes, could it be that he just sat there all night?
Could it be that the matter of entering the palace did not go well?

Ming Yi glanced at her sadly, hum, he started to be afraid of him.

He didn't answer, and leaned against the window frame, tilting his head with a sad look.

Xu Lingyue went down to the ground, pulled the embroidered shoes over, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, have you been trained for entering the palace?"

Ming Yi glanced sideways at her and snorted softly.

Xu Lingyue immediately understood, "Could it be that I offended you?"

But she thought she hadn't offended him in the past two days.

"You didn't go back to rest and just sat here?"

The corners of his mouth pursed, as a default.

Xu Lingyue sighed: "Why are you losing your temper? Even if you don't want to go back to sleep, there is a couch over there, you can sleep there."

Sitting by the window like this all night, do you want to get sick?
"There's no wine there," he muttered.

Xu Lingyue didn't hear clearly, "What do you want?"

Ming Yi pouted, "I want to drink."

He made Xu Lingyue very angry like this, Your Highness, you are not a three-year-old child, why are you pouting?

Of course he is not very old, less than [-] years old, and he is still a little fresh meat. It's just that a person with a paralyzed and cold face is suddenly so cute, which makes people's hearts unbearable.

She couldn't help reaching out to pinch his cheek, but the next moment he grabbed his wrist and hugged him.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

She exclaimed, but he swallowed all the ending. Only a long and lingering kiss can relieve the jealousy and jealousy in his heart, so he kissed passionately and domineeringly.

After a long time, Xu Lingyue struggled and said angrily, "I neither washed my face nor brushed my teeth..."

Ming Yi lifted her chin, and the smile returned to his face. The morning light was faint, and there was light surging in his long eyes, making him look even more stunning.

(End of this chapter)

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