Feng Shaomen lowered his eyes, with a smile on his handsome face, but he couldn't see the expression in his eyes. He didn't know whether he believed it or didn't believe it, whether he was happy or lost.

"Then Yaochen and I are still living together!" Feng Linwan said unconvincedly.

"What's the same? Yaochen is to help you treat it. And there are several rooms in Yaochen, and there are only one for you, Master. Can the Emperor still sleep on the sofa?" An Qi asked with his eyes blinking.

"..." An Qi, you are the truth again! But I guess she said that this is indeed the case, and no one believed it. Feng Linwan sighed and said, "Of course it's not him sleeping on the sofa, it's me."

Tang Muxin felt strange and said in confusion, "But yesterday you were in great spirits. Can you have such good spirits when you sleep on the sofa?"

Feng Linwan is embarrassed, what are you going to do? He chases the roots and digs the ground.

She suddenly leaned back and whispered, "You explain, what kind of play are you watching here."

The Emperor glanced at her and had no intention of helping her. He just said lightly, "The more you wipe it, the darker you become. Besides, the clear ones will be clear, and the turbid ones will be turbid. Do you think that if they were not idle and had nothing to do, they would keep holding on to this matter? Whatever you said, they insisted that we had something to do."

The implication is that these people are so idle that they are so idle that they all gossip.

Feng Linwan was silent for a while, thinking that this was quite reasonable, nodded and suddenly smiled, "Since they think, let them think more thoroughly."

"Yeah?" The Emperor lowered his eyes, puzzled by what she said. What did she want to do?

The next second, his back stiffened.

Feng Linwan bent his body, leaning lazily on his body, and gently closed his eyes, "Don't you mind lending it to you?"

Lord Emperor lost his mind for a few seconds. After he returned to his expression, he had a joking smile on his lips, "You don't mind, what do I have to mind?"

Feng Linwan smiled faintly and didn't say anything. Then the Emperor put on his magic glasses and quietly looked at the Magic Stone Newspaper.

Looking at this warm scene, the people on the opposite side were puzzled.

Why don’t they justify?

Could it be...

"I still say nothing, this is the truth." An Qi curled his lips and lay down again.

"Well, the first couple in the group." Kaquan nodded, then closed his eyes and rested.

After all the people fell asleep again, Feng Shaomen slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two of them with a smile on his lips.

The Emperor didn't know when he put a black cloak on Feng Linwan, and only one head was revealed.

From time to time, I opened my eyes and looked at the two of them, then closed my eyes, and felt a little strange. The Emperor became strange. What is this situation? Does he really have that relationship with Miss Feng?

No wonder, it was really a miracle that Emperor even entered the tower courtyard for her!

I'm afraid that those old guys will disagree and cause trouble again. With the emperor's character, I can't...

Feng Linwan had a dream.

In the dream, a noble and tall figure stood quietly in the mist forest. The smoke blocked his face, but could not cover up the innate kingly majesty that was born with him. It was so domineering and captivating!

He was wearing a crescent white robe, looking very lonely and desolate.
Chapter completed!