world's biggest rogue

Mo Yu's heart tightened, but he walked over with a blank expression on his face, and took his letter.

Sure enough, it was Yan Xiaoqin's handwriting, this little idiot finally knew to answer him.

"If you have any letters to reply, just write it. I'll go back to sleep." Xiao Yi yawned, the middle of the night was really a toss.

Mo Yu nodded and put the letter away, and said to a figure in the dark next to him, "Seeing off the guests."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows. When he first came in, he found someone standing there, but if the other party didn't speak, he didn't need to meddle in his own business. Now when he came out, he surprised himself.

"General Xiao, please." Wen Yuanyue made a gesture. He just came the day before yesterday. Mo Yu had asked him to come over from Jiangzhou half a month ago, and Jiang Mengmeng was responsible for everything there.

A flash of surprise flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes, and then he walked forward pretending to be calm, but his heart was in a panic. Several years ago, he met Wen Longyue, and at that time he only had a quick glance, and felt that a fairy had descended from the world, let alone at that time In the barren mountains and wild mountains, if it is not a fairy, it is a ghost.

Afterwards, he stayed at the border all the time, and gradually forgot about the chaos caused by the war. He never expected to see him again, Xiao Yi was so happy that he died.

But Wen Longyue had no impression of Xiao Yi, and after sending him out, she only said lightly: "General, go slowly." Then he closed the door without mercy.

Xiao Yi slowly raised the corners of his mouth, the complaints about delivering the letter in the middle of the night disappeared immediately, and he still thanked Yan Xiaoqin for giving him the opportunity to deliver the letter.

Wen Longyue didn't notice his strangeness, walked back to Mo Yu's side quickly, and asked a little anxiously: "How is Xiaoqin?"

"It's okay, just wait another three months, the emperor won't make things difficult for him." Mo Yu had been sullen for many days, but now he finally smiled, went back to his room and wrote a letter for the carrier pigeon to take back to him .

"That's good."

"Go down and rest too." Mo Yu said to him.

Wen Longyue calmed down and went back to her room to rest, she was not at all tossing and turning like Xiao Yi.

Yan Xiaoqin heard the sound of thud slapping on the window when it was dawn, and woke up quickly, and opened the window before he could put on his shoes.

"Young Master Yan, will you stop sleeping?" the maid asked at the door, it was still early.

"Don't sleep anymore." Seeing the letter, Yan Xiaoqin lost all sleepiness.

Different from Yan Xiaoqin's few numbers, Mo Yu basically filled a piece of paper with all kinds of instructions, and asked if it still hurts later, take care of himself, he is very itchy, and he doesn't think about anything while eating and drinking.

As soon as the palace maid came in, she saw Yan Xiaoqin's cheeks were flushed, she put down the hot water tacitly and went out, because Yan Xiaoqin didn't like others to serve him, and could do things like grooming and changing clothes by herself.

Yan Xiaoqin tried his best to suppress the raised corners of his mouth, folded the letter paper, put it in his small bag, and then cleaned up and went to make medicine.

"Mr. Yan, let's have breakfast first." The maid brought two food boxes, a total of four layers, a bowl of fresh shrimp porridge, a bowl of small mustard wontons, a plate of shrimp dumplings, and a plate of crab roe soup dumplings.

Yan Xiaoqin sat down obediently, the things in the palace were too suitable for his taste, and he also prepared a lot of chili sauce, accompanied by small wontons.

Once you bite into the crab roe bun, it becomes gravy, hot and delicious.

Yan Xiaoqin's appetite has always been astonishing, he finished eating after half an hour without using it, wiped his mouth and walked slowly to the Tai Hospital.

Many people in the Tai Hospital were still thinking about Yan Xiaoqin's medicine pot last night. It was a mess inside. Even if they sorted out the medicinal materials one by one, they didn't know whether it was real or not.

Everyone was suffering, but the emperor didn't say anything, which gave Yan Xiaoqin the right to indulge.