The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Chapter 235 Tonight the moon is full, and you can wake up

Looking at Zi'an's cute appearance, Linglong leaned to the side with soft eyebrows. Fearing that he would feel uncomfortable, she took a book from the couch and started reading.

After a while, footsteps were heard outside.

"This old slave pays respect to Her Royal Highness, the Princess. May Your Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

There was a sound of worship coming from behind the warm screen.

Linglong didn't take her eyes off the book and replied indifferently, "Well, no need to be polite."

A cold and indifferent voice, an invisible force of oppression.

Fu Xiang, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched his hands hidden under his wide sleeves. The aura of this Princess was even stronger than that of the Empress.

He bowed his forehead and said respectfully, "Your Highness, His Majesty will hold a welcoming banquet for you tomorrow. I will deliver the crown and robes in compliance with His Majesty's order."

It is said that the size of the crown and robes was provided by the monarch, so the crown and robes for the princess are prepared by the Shangyi Bureau for all seasons.

Linglong lazily turned a page of the book, "Ming Si, reward."

Ming Si made a gesture of invitation to the somewhat nervous Fu Xiang, raised the index finger of his other hand to his lips, and at the same time waved his hand for someone to take the tray carried by the palace servant behind him.

Fuxiang was an old man in the palace, and observing people's words and expressions was the most basic thing for him. Seeing this, he nodded, winked at the nearest palace servant, and followed Ming Si out.

Listening to the footsteps leaving, Linglong looked at Guai'an who was eating quickly, reached out and pinched the back of his neck. He glared at her, then she smiled and withdrew her hand, lowering her eyes and continued reading the book.

The air in the hall was filled with the scent of sandalwood, and from behind the screen one could hear the sounds of porcelain colliding and books turning.

The cold wind whistled, and the sound of clothes rustling could be heard. At the same time, there was also an ethereal voice of worship: "I, Kong Qi, beg to see the Emperor."

When Zi'an, who was eating, heard this, he paused.

Linglong raised her eyes and gave Zi'an a soothing look, put down the book, and stood up: "I'll be in the outer room, eat slowly, sweetheart."

Zi'an nodded obediently and uttered a syllable from his throat: "Hmm."

Linglong's eyebrows gently pinched Zi'an's bulging cheeks, stood up, walked across the screen, and said in a voice as light as water: "Come in."

Kong Qi, wearing a moon-white robe with beautiful bamboo patterns, opened the door and walked in. He knelt on one knee in the hall and saluted: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Good night, Your Majesty."

"Well, get up."

Linglong sat down at the main seat and asked, "What's the matter?"

Kong Qi stood up and bowed: "Thank you, my Lord."

Looking at Kong Qi's actions, Linglong was silent. At this moment, she really wanted to roll her eyes in an impolite manner.

The cold voice was filled with impatience: "Hurry up and tell me."

Kong Qi was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. It was the first time that he felt the Emperor's emotions so directly.

However, he did not dare to challenge the Emperor's patience, and said in a gentle voice: "Your Majesty, the cultivators with the right to speak in the four countries know that Your Majesty is in Nanling, and they will arrive soon. Do you need to intercept them?"

Linglong leaned lazily on the back of the chair, twirling the jade ring on her left index finger with her fingertips, "No need, it's been two years, it's time to sort it out."

Dongyunduan has been the leader in the cultivation world for two years. Practitioners from all sides have been convinced on the surface, but behind the scenes, they have been hypocritical when Emperor Dongyun has not shown up. Now that she has appeared in the world, most people have smelled something. How can there not be chaos!

Kong Qi was slightly shocked. The Emperor was going to vent his anger on behalf of the Queen. But it was also true. If it weren't for the forces under the Emperor, the Queen would have been gnawed to the bone in the past two years.

Retracting his thoughts, Kong Qi bowed again and said, "Your Majesty, the young master Xingming and your guardian beast are still in a coma. I can't see anything unusual."

Linglong said in a calm voice: "Don't worry about it. You can wake up tonight when the moon is full."

At this time, Zi'an walked around the screen and came out. Kong Qi tilted his head and saw him. He knelt on one knee and saluted in Zi'an's direction: "I pay my respects to the Queen. Good night, Queen."

Zi'an was startled, and quickly avoided Kong Qi's courtesy, saying, "Master Si is polite, please get up quickly."

A gift from Director Dongyun is not something you can just accept lightly.

Kong Qi smiled warmly: "Thank you, my lord." As he stood up, he bowed to the two of them and said: "I will take my leave."

When Zi'an came out, Linglong had already sat up straight, her eyes fell on Zi'an, and she hummed lightly, as a response to Kong Qi.

When Kong Qi left with a smile, Linglong reached out to Zi'an and said, "Come here."

Zi'an's beautiful eyebrows curved slightly and he walked quickly towards Linglong.

"Master wife."

The moment their hands touched, Linglong brought him into her arms, placed her hands on his abdomen and rubbed it gently: "Are you full?"

Zi'an's face got a little hot, and he nodded: "Yeah, I'm still a little full."

Because he missed the taste of the food his wife cooked so much and was too hungry, Ming Si finished all the meals for two people prepared.

Linglong's eyebrows were gentle, and there was a brown pill on her fingertips. She handed it to Zi'an's lips. Before she could say anything, the fingertips and the pill were held in her mouth.

Linglong's eyes were dark, she smiled, and said calmly: "Let go."

Seeing Linglong's eyes, Zi'an's legs started to go weak, but he was still stubborn and wanted to tease Linglong.

With the sweet and sour taste in my mouth, my tongue rolls over the slightly cool fingertips.

The smile on her lips deepened, and her eyes became deeper.

The hand on Zian's waist found his weak spot and pressed it gently.

Zi'an was suddenly defeated and laughed out loud, "Ha...wife, wife, hurry up, let go."

Seeing the person in her arms smiling happily, she moved her delicate hand away and gently stroked the boy's slightly shaking back.

She kissed his forehead, her voice as gentle as a spring, and her eyes filled with affection.

"An An, I'm sorry, my wife made you sad."

I'm sorry for letting you face all the dangers alone!

I'm sorry for making you spend countless lonely days and nights!

I'm sorry you have to endure the pain of losing your child.

Zi'an's laughter stopped abruptly, and when he met Linglong's guilty eyes, he understood.

His nose felt sour, his eyes were full of resentment as he muttered, "Sister has never understood romance."

She sniffed, grabbed the delicate collar, and said seriously: "An An has never blamed the wife. An An's wife is born noble, and there is nothing wrong with what she does. From now on, the wife is not allowed to bow her head."

No one in the world can make his wife humble herself, not even him.

Hearing the hidden meaning of Zi'an's words, Linglong's heart softened, and she put her cheek against the top of the head of the person in her arms: "An'an, in my opinion, you are the exception and you have the qualification."

Zi'an's eyes became furious, and then he suddenly hugged her, burying his head in her neck and resisting the urge to cry.

How could he have such virtue?

Linglong was afraid that someone was crying, so she changed the subject and asked, "An An, when are you going to deal with those grasshoppers?"

Hearing Linglong's address, Zi'an smiled again, "Sister, let me arrange it."

Those people were originally kept there to entertain people. Now that Linglong is back, he just needs to stay by her side and be a good husband.

Linglong nodded: "Okay." She stood up holding the person in her arms, "You should rest now."

In the past two years, Zi'an's health has obviously deteriorated, so he needs to take better care of himself.

Just as she put the person on the bed, her wrist tightened and her eyes blurred. She was pulled onto the couch and pinned down.

Feeling the heat on his neck, the young man softened his voice and said, "Wife, can I let An An serve you this time?"