The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Yun Mujiu didn't want to bring such a group of grown men along, so he planned to tactfully ask everyone to go back to where they came from.

"Mu Jiu, it's okay, you and the prince can go for a walk." The well-behaved Meng Ninglang took the initiative to speak.

Wei Bo nodded, but gave in and said, "That's right, then we'll just stay close to you."

Just when he was secretly delighted, his eyes caught a glimpse of the cold light from the Night King. Wei Bo felt that his scalp exploded at that moment and he was almost scared to death. He lowered his head and changed his words: "Forget it, let's not go."

Ye Xiaohan retracted his gaze, and just as he raised his lips, the girl next to him kindly said to Wei Bai and the others: "Hey, it's rare to see you so reluctant to leave the prince. If you want to come, come, but be careful not to be too conspicuous." Of course, she would not say directly that she had another little thought, that is, she didn't want to be followed by Wei Bai and the others, because these three brothers would be very noisy when they got together, and Ning Lang was also a boy who loved to join in the fun. Now everyone should take a step back, you can follow, but don't follow too closely.

Wei Bai was delighted, and several people happily agreed. They also complained in their hearts: In fact, they are not reluctant to leave the prince, but just want to follow the prince and the princess.

Ye Xiaohan's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything more. He just said, "Just listen to the princess."

Yun Mujiu turned around and looked at the bunch of flowers in Suixi and Fusang's hands. Those were bouquets designed and made by her, and they looked quite pleasing to the eye.

Under everyone's gaze, Yun Mujiu distributed a bouquet of flowers to Wei Bai, Wei Song, Du Ziheng and Meng Ninglang. Of course, the guards Ying Liu, Sui Xi and Fu Sang did not need them for the time being. Seeing Yun Mujiu distributing flowers, Ye Xiaohan's sword-like eyebrows suddenly gathered.

Yun Mujiu said: "You can take all the flowers I arranged."

Wei Song's face turned red, and he took the lead in declining: "We may not be suitable."

"Men can also take flowers." Yun Mujiu said: "Besides, it doesn't mean that they must be used by you. You can give them to whoever you want."

The four men scratched their heads. It was even more difficult. Who should they give it to?

Yun Mujiu reminded: "Relatives, friends, lovers are all fine. Sending flowers is also a way to express your feelings."

She said to Meng Ninglang, "I'll give you two bouquets. You can bring one to your grandfather. He will probably like the bouquet I made."

After saying this, she no longer looked at those dumbfounded people, holding a small bouquet of pure white lotus flowers, and left holding Ye Xiaohan's arm.

Little did they know what a huge sensation this pair of seemingly immortal lovers would cause when they appeared in the beautiful City Center Lake Garden.

Just like the last time she and Ye Xiaohan were strolling near the lake, attracting the fanatical and envious gazes of countless onlookers.

In the summer afternoon, the Chengxin Lake Garden near Wangxian Tower also attracted a large number of people to visit. However, compared with the nameless garden that Yun Mujiu had visited, there were obviously fewer people here. It might be because there were mostly the most high-end restaurants in the capital near Chengxin Lake, and diners often chose to stroll around nearby, while there were not many diners in high-end restaurants, so the garden here was naturally not as lively as the nameless garden.

Although this place is not as lively and crowded as the nameless garden, it is also quite prosperous.

Passers-by, peddlers carrying loads on their shoulders, and people in carriages and on horses were all having a great time.

Going further towards the lake, there is a stone road paved with various small stones. Cars and horses cannot enter, and the path can only be walked on by pedestrians. Occasionally, a peddler carrying a shoulder pole would pass by and shout softly.

Yun Mujiu held the flowers in one hand and held Ye Xiaohan's elbow with the other.

As soon as the handsome man and beautiful woman appeared, they instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the street.

The man in black robe had a jade-like figure and an imposing aura, while the woman in white dress had a graceful figure and a fairy-like temperament. Although both of them wore exquisite veils to cover their peerless faces that made people unable to help but guess, the audience still couldn't help but imagine the identities of this perfect couple and how handsome and beautiful their looks would be.

Yun Mujiu looked at the people not far away, all of whom were looking at her with mixed emotions including curiosity, envy, inquiry, shock, etc., as if she and Ye Xiaohan had done something earth-shattering in public.

She whispered to the man beside her, "Xiao Xiao, do you think you are a demon? You haven't even shown up yet, but you've already attracted so many people's attention. If you show your handsome face again, what should I do?"

Ye Xiaohan shook his head slightly: "Not a demon." Then, he added: "No matter what others are like, I only have eyes for that little girl."

Yun Mujiu just smiled when he heard Ye Xiaohan's low voice: "Mu Mu is also like this, stunningly beautiful, with a unique temperament. If she appears in front of everyone again, it will definitely cause a sensation." He raised the corner of his lips and said leisurely: "What's more, compared to me, hasn't Mu Mu appeared in front of people in Beijing more often in the past few months?"

Yun Mujiu thought about how he could not sit still and run outside the Night Palace. How many things did he do to show off his reputation? Every time he went out to treat patients or handle matters, he always had an attractive and conspicuous physique, which attracted a lot of onlookers.

A blush quickly appeared on her cheeks, but fortunately, the gauze was covering it, so Ye Xiaohan could not see the changes in her expression.

The cobblestone path is long and winding, with dense bushes and ancient trees on both sides, and all kinds of exotic flowers competing for beauty.

Yun Mujiu held Ye Xiaohan's arm, and her seemingly delicate hand also felt the strong muscles on the man's arm.

She thought that there were so many people on the road, so she decided not to hold hands.

Ye Xiaohan noticed the movement, but raised his other hand and gently pressed down Yun Mujiu's hand that was trying to escape.

"Do you want to hold my hand, or should I just hold your hand?"

"Well, I'd better continue holding her hand." If she held hands and was stared at by so many people, she would be even more embarrassed.

Yun Mujiu was good at talking nonsense, she could play with Ye Xiaohan, and she could also speak to Ye Xiaohan boldly and make dirty jokes. But when she really went to public places, she found that her thick skin was still a little thin.

After walking through the path, we finally reached the lake.

There are tall willow trees planted on both sides of the river. The thick willow branches hang down, and many of them break through the blue surface of the lake and plunge into the water, attracting groups of colorful fish to play around the willow branches.

Yun Mujiu recalled the scene in the spring when she and Ye Xiaohan were walking in the sunset. She smiled slightly and unconsciously tightened the grip of her hand around Ye Xiaohan's arm.

A magnetic voice sounded in my ears, and the person spoke slowly.

"Did you like it?"

"Ok!"

"Then I'll go out with you more often when I have time in the future." Ye Xiaohan moved closer to Yun Mujiu, and their clothes were touching. "Not only the capital, we'll also go to places farther away."

"Okay." Yun Mujiu turned sideways, bent his waist, and put his head in front of Ye Xiaohan, finding an angle that avoided the gauze of Ye Xiaohan's veil, and looked up at Ye Xiaohan from bottom to top.

Ye Xiaohan lowered his eyes and saw a small face already pressed between his gauze, looking at him eagerly.

His deep and handsome eyes moved slightly, and he rarely raised a clear and faint smile.

"Why are you looking at me?"