Chapter 1938 Average

Ye Zhen went back humming a little tune. She was in the best mood after being back for so many days.

"Princess." After entering the courtyard door of the upper room, the maid bowed to her.

"Have you eaten the prince's beef noodles?" Ye Zhen asked with a smile.

The maid moved her mouth a few times and whispered back, "The prince won't let the slave in, and the slave doesn't know."

Ye Zhen groaned in her heart, forgetting Mo Rongzhan's bad habits. Originally, he had lived in the human continent for a while, adapted to the days of being served by palace servants, and was not so repelled by strangers approaching him. Ever since he and Emperor Mo After the fusion, he returned to his original temperament, and his mysophobia became even more serious.

Squeak——

"A Zhan, I'm back." Ye Zhen opened the door and fluttered into Mo Rong Zhan's arms like a butterfly. She turned around and saw that the beef noodles on the table had not been touched. He scratched his chest a few times and asked, "Isn't the beef noodles I made delicious?"

Mo Rongzhan said calmly, "Someone else encountered it."

"..." Ye Zhen said helplessly, "Azhan, you can't do this. There are so many servants in the palace. If your mysophobia is so serious, you will exhaust yourself in the future."

"Do you want another woman to serve me?" Mo Rongzhan asked with raised eyebrows.

Ye Zhen thought for a while, although she was an old married woman and she had absolute trust in him, she still didn't like other women approaching him as before, "Then... don't let others do intimate things. This Why do you care about sending beef noodles?"

"This is also very intimate." Mo Rongzhan said expressionlessly.

"Okay, you're not hungry anyway, I'll give it to you tomorrow." Ye Zhen said with a smile, "I'm telling you, Mingyu is willing to pay attention to me. I don't know what happened to them outside, but she took the initiative It’s only been two hours since I’ve been in the same room with Mio, and they are like good sisters. I was just about to comb Mingyu’s hair, and she came over to me. Do you think she has already figured it out?”

Mo Rongzhan smiled slightly, "She is your daughter, and her temperament is the most like yours. As long as she thinks clearly, she will let it go soon."

"Isn't she your daughter?" Ye Zhen rubbed his chin, "I found that since you came back, you haven't been as kind to Mingyu as before."

"She is just my daughter." Mo Rongzhan said in a deep voice, "I care about her and love her, but her whole life belongs to herself."

Ye Zhen remembered that Mo Rongzhan once said that although he loved his children deeply, between them and her, he felt that she was the most important.

"Tomorrow we will have breakfast with the children." Ye Zhen held his hand, "You don't think you are mysophobic even when you have dinner with your children."

"No." Mo Rongzhan smiled lightly, although he didn't expect much.

"Anyway, I'm very happy today." Ye Zhen kissed his cheek, "You must listen to me in everything."

Mo Rongzhan hugged her sideways and said, "I will listen to you tomorrow, and listen to me tonight."

"What are you going to do?" Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment. Seeing him walking steadily towards the bed, she blushed and shouted, "Azhan, isn't your injury just healed? It's better to take a good rest at this time, don't do anything Such a waste of effort."

"My injury is healed. I can exercise my muscles by moving around." Mo Rongzhan said calmly.

"But your eyes can't see." Ye Zhen said confidently, "It will be embarrassing if you can't find the position later."

Murong Zhan didn't speak for a long time after hearing this. Instead, he accurately threw Ye Zhen on the mattress and pressed him down, "If the position is wrong, you can tell me."

"..." Ye Zhen's cheeks were flushed and she couldn't push him away.

After a while, Ye Zhen realized that even if he was blind, Mo Rongzhan still had no influence in this regard.

On the contrary, he had held it in for so many days and his physical strength was quite amazing.

Late at night, the movement in the house stopped.

Ye Zhen lay weakly on Mo Rongzhan's broad and strong chest, "You will get tired of doing this kind of thing too often, you have to control yourself."

"I've lived for hundreds of years, and on average, I'm pretty stoic." Mo Rongzhan said lightly.

"..." Ye Zhen bit him on the shoulder.

Murong Zhan held her chin, lowered his head again and kissed her heavily.

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In the palace, Murong Ke just learned that Mingyu spent the night in Prince Qin's mansion and would not return to the palace tonight.

"Mingyu went to Prince Qin's Mansion?" Murong Ke slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Who did you go with?"

Song Jiong said, "With Yan Xiaoliu, Mingxi and the others."

Murong Ke nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that Mingyu was slowly untying his knot.

"Your Majesty, do you want to take the princess back to the palace?" Teng Ye stood up and asked.

"No need." Murong Ke said quietly, "Her parents are both in Prince Qin's Mansion. There is nothing wrong with Mingyu staying the night in Prince Qin's Mansion."

Teng Ye said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid Mo Rongzhan will not be willing to live in Prince Qin's Mansion."

Murong Ke looked at Teng Ye coldly, "What do you want to say again?"

"Today, Shen Yi went to see Murong Zhan, as well as Ruan Jinghua and other ministers. Murong Zhan had just returned to the capital not long ago, and he was eager to see the ministers of the imperial court. He clearly had ulterior motives. Your Majesty, you must be on guard against others. Please be patient. Be vigilant." Teng Ye said seriously.

"This throne originally belonged to Mo Rongzhan. If he wants to go back, I will offer it to him with both hands." Murong Ke said in a deep voice, "Teng Ye, you'd better not do anything I didn't ask you to do, unless you want to You will never be allowed to set foot in Kyoto for the rest of your life.”

Teng Ye looked serious, "I don't dare."

"If you still know that you don't dare, just back off." Murong Ke waved his hand.

"Yes." Even though Teng Ye was not convinced, he did not dare to say anything, for fear that Murong Ke would send him out of Kyoto and he would never come back.

Teng Ye and Song Jiong left the Yangxin Hall, and Song Jiong sighed, "Teng Ye, listen to me, don't go against Mo Rongzhan."

"I'm not against him." Teng Ye said coldly, "I just don't think his return is without purpose."

Song Jiong still wanted to speak, but Teng Ye had already strode away.

Back at Teng's house, Teng Ye had just walked through the door when he saw his nephew running over with a bruised nose and face, "Uncle, you have to make the decision for me."

"Brother, you came back just in time. Fei'er was beaten outside." Mrs. Teng Er shouted to Teng Ye.

"Who beat you like this?" Teng Ye frowned. Who else in Kyoto dares to bully the Teng family?

Teng Fei shouted, "He is a brat. He said that the Teng family was the one he despised the most. When he heard my name was Teng Fei, he beat me."

"What's the name of the person who hit you?" Teng Ye was shocked. Could it be...

"It seems... called Mingxi." Teng Fei shouted.

Sure enough it was him! Teng Ye's face was gloomy.