In Nalanmo's view, although the emperor seemed to be very good to her now, after all, he was an emperor of a country. If he discovered such things, she would surely chop her without hesitation.

"Um." Yange chewed on the meat, nodded his head, and after eating, he said to Nalanmo, "I'm not such a casual person. The last time I lost your blood, I lost I really wanted to change to a man, but I've been walking around the capital and I haven't met anyone. "

Taking a sip of the tea he handed over, she sighed and said, "If it's as casual as you say, I don't have to worry about it that much."

He was both happy and sad and blocked by her words.

Still her, she sighed again, then looked up and looked at him, "Do you have a brother?"

Naranmo: ...

The heart was ups and downs because of her words, because he had no heart trouble.

He frowned and looked at her with an angry look, murderous: "If you dare to touch my Nalan family, if I know, I will kill you."

She winced and said immediately, "I don't touch it, don't be so fierce."

The voice was soft and aggrieved, "You are so fierce, I have no appetite for food."

His anger was stung again and he was taken back.

This woman, he didn't know what to do with her.

She put down her chopsticks, got up and stayed on, put on the bucket, walked a few steps and turned back, and asked him: "I have touched these dishes, and you wo n’t eat them if you want to come. Anyway, you put them down too. You ca n’t put it in a lunch box and take it with me. "

He nodded, seeing that she had worn Douyi well, then he called on Xiaoyi to come in and order a few words.

She crawled boringly on his desk and played with a pen on a pen holder: "Master, haven't you married a wife yet?"

The question was purely superfluous, but he still sent the ghost back and said, "Never"

"In the future, you will marry a wife. I will send you a set of calligraphy and painting. I drew it by myself. It is very good. Your Majesty also likes me because I like my paintings."

Naranmo: ...

He remembered the Book of Returning to the Garden, which he still treasured in the drawer, and had been reluctant to return it to the emperor.

However, he didn't say it, only nodded slightly, "OK."

He said yes, but instead of hiding from her eyes, he looked up and looked at her.

She wore a bucket, and he couldn't see her face clearly, but her eyes did not move away. Her thoughts fell into the sorrow, or did she poke the tip of his nose with a pen: "Sir, has anyone told you that you look so beautiful . "

His thoughts returned to the cage instantly, and he bowed his head slightly, staring at her: "When was the first time you saw me?"

She tilted her head, as if thinking back: "I was fortunate enough to see you once in the street before entering the palace, and I thought at the time that you are so beautiful, and the painting must look better."

He listened to her drawing, and his brow could not help jumping.

She went on to say: "You look so good, you should smile a lot, don't always stretch your face, look plain old. You haven't become married at this age, you have to reflect on yourself."

Xiaoxi knocked on the door at this time. He opened the door and took in the lunch box. The lunch box was the snack he prepared for her.

Yan Ge stared in surprise: "Did you prepare it for me again? I just don't want to waste food on the table, but I'm already full."

"Those meals, I will eat them in a while, I will not waste them."

She nodded and took the lunch box.