The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

"Detention?" Ye Xiaohan raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Yun Mujiu frowned slightly and continued, "The Dongyang Empire has very strict control over the movement of non-nationals. If we don't have the local identity of the Dongyang Empire, I'm afraid there is no other good way to stay in the Dongyang Empire for a long time except for the negative way of being imprisoned and detained."

Ye Xiaohan shook his head slightly, looked at Yun Mujiu's mischievous expression, and said lightly: "Of course there are other ways."

Yun Mujiu was slightly startled, thought about it, and widened his eyes: "Prince, you don't want to attack Dongyang and take over Dongyang?!"

Ye Xiaohan's cold eyebrows moved, and he said in a calm voice: "If so, why not?"

Yun Mujiu opened his mouth wide, and in shock he murmured in praise: "Your Majesty is wise."

Although she has always known that Ye Xiaohan is powerful, she has always believed that Ye Xiaohan will be a rare strong man in the Star-Moon Continent. She even thinks that Ye Xiaohan has the ability to fight against the most powerful country, the East Ocean Empire, and the group of talented people in the East Ocean Empire.

However, he couldn't help but be shocked when he suddenly heard Ye Xiaohan's straightforward words about the strongest country in the Xingyue Continent.

Ye Xiaohan was very calm, but Yun Mujiu was a little uneasy.

She pursed her bright red lips and said, "I believe the prince has the ability."

Ye Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and said "Oh", looking at Yun Mujiu's deep eyes with a hint of deep meaning and a faint flickering firelight.

"The princess actually trusts me so much?" Yun Mujiu's reaction was much calmer than those officials and generals. If someone said that the Night King was going to fight against Dongyang, the men in the court would definitely be horrified. Their panicked reaction was not as calm and steady as Yun Mujiu, a young girl, and not as good as her unshakable trust in Ye Xiaohan.

"Of course." Yun Mujiu's face was full of trust, and her eyes were sparkling. "Not to mention the Eastern Empire, I'm afraid the entire Xingyue Continent can be controlled by the prince."

Ye Xiaohan stared at Yun Mujiu with his pair of dazzling black eyes. After a moment, he said quietly, "The princess's opinion of me is really a wise one."

Yun Mujiu smiled shyly, thinking to himself, "It's because Your Highness is so powerful that I naturally believe in you!"

Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu were sitting in the spacious carriage. The floor was covered with a soft blanket. They sat on the ground, with a small four-legged coffee table in the middle, on which were tea and snacks.

Outside the carriage was the bustling central street of the capital. The bustling sounds of the street market could be heard clearly by the people in the carriage.

Yun Mujiu thought for a moment, looked at the white silk curtain hanging on the car window, stood up and lowered another thick black curtain.

As the thick curtain fell, the noise from the outside world suddenly became much quieter. Yun Mujiu sat back in his original position and smiled at Ye Xiaohan.

"Have some tea." Ye Xiaohan pushed a cup of freshly brewed tea towards Yun Mujiu.

"Thank you, husband." Yun Mujiu picked up the teacup and smiled coquettishly.

Ye Xiaohan's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, he cleared his throat, and said, "Madam...you are too kind."

Yun Mujiu widened his eyes and looked at Ye Xiaohan in disbelief. His snow-white face was quickly covered with red.

Ye Xiaohan curled his lips and smiled without saying anything. This silly girl is so funny.

After a cup of tea fell into Yun Mujiu's stomach, the wheels of the carriage stopped.

"Master, Madam, we're here." Wei Bai's voice came from outside.

This guy shamelessly insisted on following Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu out, and Yun Mujiu had no choice but to let Wei Bai come with them. Wei Bai even took the initiative to play the role of an attendant and even refused to let Suixi Fusang drive the carriage.

"Okay, let's go down."

Although it was Yun Mujiu who mentioned going out for a walk today, especially to the huge garden in the capital, the more specific itinerary was arranged by Ye Xiaohan.

So, their first stop was Wangxianlou, owned by Ye Xiaohan, which is the most famous and prestigious restaurant in the capital.

Soon, Ye Xiaohan and his group arrived at a luxurious private room on the top floor.

Ye Xiaohan waved his hand and arranged a full banquet for Yun Mujiu. However, considering the appetite of only a few people, the portion of each dish was naturally smaller.

Yun Mujiu would never say directly that besides being very interested in going out shopping with Ye Xiaohan, she was also "drooling" over the signature dishes of Wangxianlou. Of course, Ye Xiaohan also arranged a chef from Wangxianlou for her in the palace, but Yun Mujiu still had such a feeling that it would be better to eat in Wangxianlou.

Maybe what you eat for is this kind of atmosphere and sense of ambience.

In addition, the cooking process of Wangxianlou's dishes is complicated, and Yun Mujiu usually does not specially ask the chef of the Ye Palace to make a complicated dish from beginning to end for her alone. The dishes on her personal table in the palace are not as complicated as the classic signature dishes of Wangxianlou. For this reason, she came to Wangxianlou today to taste the delicious dishes in the restaurant environment with Ye Xiaohan.

After Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu took their seats, he gave Wei Bai a cold look.

"Your table is next door."

Wei Bai nodded happily and thanked them. He bowed to the couple and took his leave. He turned around and pulled Suixi Fusang downstairs. There was also a big feast waiting for them next door. Yun Mujiu said to the air, "Yingliu, you go too."

A voice came from somewhere: "Thank you, my lord and princess."

Yun Mujiu turned around and muttered to Ye Xiaohan: "The Cold Shadow Guards trained by the prince are really elusive."

Ye Xiaohan said: "As long as you can protect Mu Mu."

Outside the large carved windows, you can see the City Center Lake behind Wangxian Tower.

Yun Mujiu remembered that she had been to this area twice. Once, she and Wei Bai watched the prince and Wanyan Gu fall into the water, and met Ye Chufeng by chance. Another time, she came to Wangxian Tower with Ye Xiaohan and visited the nearby Chengxin Lake Garden together.

Looking out the window, you can see the lake is blue in the hot summer, and the green plants by the lake are much greener than in early spring and summer. The willow trees are thick, and from a distance, the green willow branches sway in the wind.

The interior decoration is stylish and elegant.

Yun Mujiu turned around and looked at the handsome man sitting opposite him. He sighed, "Beautiful scenery, delicious food and a handsome man are in front of me. It's really beautiful."

Ye Xiaohan's hand holding the teacup trembled, and he looked up at Yun Mujiu. "Where did you learn such words?"

Yun Mujiu smiled bitterly, "I just speak out of my feelings. Please don't mind, Xiaoxiao, that I am not very literary." In front of the talented and eloquent King Ye, she spoke as bluntly as a drunken ruffian, and seemed to have a bit of a ruffian vibe.

Ye Xiaohan put down the blue and white porcelain teacup, and the green tea leaves on the edge of the cup rose and fell, emitting a trace of refreshing hot steam.

He finally said, "It doesn't matter, Mu Mu can say whatever he likes."

Yun Mujiu smiled again, simply stood up, and boldly sat next to Ye Xiaohan, with his upper body close to Ye Xiaohan.

"doing what?"

"Xiao Xiao, I'm fine."

"Eat." The Night King sat upright, not being influenced by anyone.

"No, I want to be close to the prince first." Yun Mujiu said coquettishly. Her soft hands tightly embraced Ye Xiaohan's arms.

"Stick?" Ye Xiaohan's mouth twitched, and he had no intention of getting rid of the Octopus Yun Mujiu.

"It means getting close to the person you like to show closeness." Yun Mujiu explained.

"Oh." Ye Xiaohan said calmly. He didn't know that when he thought of the meaning of the word "stick", the associations he had made made his ears red as if they could drip blood.