The first princess of the world

Chapter 593 Lingering and Affectionate ([-])

The happy and beautiful time always passes quickly, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

During this month, Nangong Fengxue and Beiming Aotian were loving and affectionate husband and wife, they either played against each other in the pavilion, or had a drink together under the moon.

As long as there is Beiming Aotian, there will be Nangong Fengxue, the two are inseparable, and they are very enviable.Especially those old palace people in the palace sighed that Nangong Fengxue had a good life, and Beiming Aotian was affectionate.

You must know that although the women in the imperial palace from ancient times have great beauty in front of people, they are lonely and sleepless behind the scenes, and they have exhausted all means to obtain the emperor's favor.

In contrast to Nangong Fengxue, she is the only one among the three thousand harem.Beiming Aotian spoiled her to the core, and even disregarded the objections of the ministers to abolish the harem. His deep affection made all the young ladies dissatisfied and envious at the same time.

As night fell, the lanterns came on, and the palace lanterns hung in the palace were gently swaying in the night wind, beautiful and enchanting.

On this day, Beiming Aotian went to Fengjing Palace to have dinner with Nangong Fengxue after approving the memorial as usual.

Beiming Aotian was walking on the road leading to Fengjing Palace, when he saw the petite figure standing outside Fengjing Palace from a distance, his heart warmed up, and he immediately flew up with his lightness kung fu, and quickly came to the man's body Beside him, he saw her and said with great pity: "Feng Xue, didn't I tell you not to stand outside and wait for me in the future, it's windy outside."

"It's okay, I'm not made of mud." Hearing Beiming Aotian's words, Nangong Fengxue smiled softly, looking at Beiming Aotian tenderly and affectionately.

"In case you are frozen, I will feel bad." Beiming Aotian lowered his head to meet Nangong Fengxue's affectionate eyes, and said softly while putting his coat on Nangong Fengxue's body, and then put her He hugged him into his arms and walked towards the palace together.

Every day Nangong Fengxue stood outside the palace gate waiting for him, which made him both happy and distressed.Although she asked Nangong Fengxue many times not to wait outside, she just refused to listen and waited outside as usual.

In Fengjing Palace, Yue Po saw that Nangong Fengxue and Beiming Aotian had returned, and quickly passed the meal to the palace people, and then served the two of them.

When the two sat down, Nangong Fengxue motioned for Yue Po to step down, and she personally served Beiming Aotian for dinner.

Nangong Fengxue put some dishes in a bowl in front of Beiming Aotianyou, and said to him with a smile: "Try to see if this dish suits your taste."

Beiming Aotian glanced at the dishes in his bowl, then at Nangong Fengxue's expectant gaze, then gently picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth to taste it slowly.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Seeing Beiming Aotian eat the food, Nangong Fengxue asked eagerly.

"It tastes good. You did it yourself." Looking at the eager Nangong Fengxue, Beiming Aotian replied with a slight smile.As soon as he tasted this dish, he knew it wasn't made by the royal chef in the palace, and coupled with Nangong Fengxue's eager look, he knew it was made by her as soon as he guessed it.

"How did you guess it?" Hearing that Beiming Aotian guessed that the dish was made by herself, Nangong Fengxue felt sweet in her heart like drinking honey.

"Aside from my Fengxue, who else in this world can cook such delicious dishes?" Beiming Aotian was not stingy with his compliments, and made Nangong Fengxue's face turn red when he said it, and glanced at it lightly. He glanced at him and said, "Poor mouth"

"Fengxue, thank you!" Beiming Aotian looked at the embarrassed Nangong Fengxue, and suddenly said seriously.He never asked her to take care of her husband and children like other wives, and he knew she was different.

(End of this chapter)