cannon fodder attack

Yan Ling seemed to be stunned, and Xi Ye said in a difficult tone when he saw this, "Are you stupid? I'm asking you something."

Look at this, is it possible that you have a guilty conscience?

Yan Ling still didn't blink, as if he was bewitched, he reached out and took off the mask on Xi Ye's face.

Xi Ye let go subconsciously.

He took a few steps back, ignored the other party, but put on his outer robe by himself.

Yan Ling just watched his movements steadily, and said after a while: "Xi Chengxu and his brothers are under house arrest by me."

He selectively forgot the embarrassment just now, and leaned against the door with his arms folded, playing with the silver mask in his hand.

Xi Ye fastened his belt, and when he saw that he was in order, he planned to go out.

But when he looked up and saw Yan Ling who was blocking the door firmly, he couldn't help but pause.

"Get off."

The corners of Yan Ling's lips twitched slightly: "Are you jealous? I'm the emperor now, and you just speak like this, aren't you afraid that I'll blame you?" Then he shook his head again, "Oh, whatever, although you are proud of being favored, but I can still tolerate it."

Xi Ye gave him a strange look: "What's wrong." After saying that, he pushed Yan Ling away mercilessly.

He opened the door, and as soon as he took a step, his wrist was grabbed.

Yan Ling stroked the skin of his palm, seeing someone turn his head to look at him with an unhappy face, he had no choice but to let go reluctantly.

"Don't you want that piece of jade in the shape of a crescent moon? I'll give it to you and you will be my queen, okay?"

Xi Ye glanced at him lightly, reached out to take the mask from his hand, and left.

Seeing the other party's back full of indifference, Yan Ling's face was a little ugly, he pursed his lips, and knocked on the door frame hard with his fists.

He didn't notice that Xi Ye's pace was rarely hurried.

After returning to the main hall, Xi Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Slag Gong is fine, he's busy!

When Yan Ling came back, the ministers at the banquet obviously felt a chill, and they couldn't help shrinking their necks.

Strange, where did the wind come from.

During this period, Xi Ye kept his head down and drank wine, as if nothing could interest him.

Yan Ling couldn't control his eyes, and glanced in Xi Ye's direction several times, the more he glanced, the worse his expression became.

The nonchalant attitude of the other party made him look like a fool.

At the end of the banquet, Yan Ling said with a smile that was not a smile: "It's not easy for the envoy to come to Daming, so just stay a few more days, and I will let you know about Emperor Yuelan."

Xi Ye: "..." Isn't it because he doesn't want to let him go?

Anyway, it is impossible to be a queen, not even in this life.

Back to the residence that Yan Ling arranged for him, it was already late.

Along the way, he also noticed that the palace was a lot more festively decorated, presumably for the new year.

According to the current situation, he might not be able to rush back to Yue Lan.

Even if he had discussed it before leaving, Li Long would definitely die, but the empress's party was still a bit uncertain about the imperial concubine's party.

Xi Ye lay on the bed, thinking silently.

The candles had already been extinguished, and the thick darkness made Xi Ye feel drowsy.

Just as he was about to turn over, an extremely small sound came from his ear.

He immediately opened his eyes, turned around and kicked out.

There was a "bang", followed by a gasping sound.

"hiss--"

Xi Ye waved his hand casually, and the candles on the shelf next to him lit up, and the sudden candlelight illuminated the whole room, and the situation could be seen at a glance.

Yan Ling clutched his stomach and lay on the ground in embarrassment, his face contorted from the pain.

He sat up angrily, and when he saw Xi Ye who was looking at him expressionlessly on the bed, the anger in his heart was suddenly quenched by a basin of cold water.

Xi Ye said, "Your Majesty, explain?"

Yan Ling slowly retracted the hands that were rubbing his stomach, put his hands on the ground, and said calmly, "I, cough, I see that your quilt is not covered properly, I want to help you pull the quilt."

"..."

Seeing the sneer on the man's lips, Yan Ling took a deep breath, and then touched the place where he was kicked, making his face stiff.

He was about to get up to show the majesty of the emperor, when he saw that the person on the bed didn't know what to think, and suddenly smiled and waved to him.

... To be honest, the other party's face became a little quicker, and he was a little panicked.

But Yan Ling hesitated for a while, still couldn't bear the itch in his heart, and moved over slowly.