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This agarwood tree has been planted for more than half a year.
Previously, because there was an agarwood tree in Su Changjin's courtyard, when she insisted on planting this agarwood tree in her palace, she naturally disregarded his wishes, and he was sullen for a long time.
The cabbage that was raised from a young age was first pushed by a pig...
Although that pig is Su Changjin.
"..." Nan Qiyuan looked expressionlessly at the desolate and indifferent palace.
Right now, the palace seemed to have been ransacked, and there was no one there. Nan Qiyuan walked a few steps and sat on the stone bench under the agarwood tree without saying a word.
The slightly sprouted agarwood leaves in the yard fluttered down onto his shoulder somehow, he raised his hand and pinched it, and looked at it in the palm of his hand, with his lips twitching slightly.
"Qingmian."
He stared at the front unconsciously, and there was a faint glimmer of moisture in his eyes, "Come back, I will let you plant agarwood trees all over the yard, okay?"
That girl never dared to admit her own thoughts, nor did she dare to accept his thoughts. He hadn't treated her better yet, so why did she sneak into his heart and scratch her itch, then pat her ass and leave
He doesn't allow it.
But so what
"Is what the emperor said true?"
The cheerful voice of the little girl in the past seemed to be heard in the courtyard. Nan Qiyuan frowned slightly, raised his hand to pinch the center of his brow, and suddenly let go of his hand again, looking up with some fear.
Until he really saw the figure of Pingting in front of him.
After Nan Qingmian walked towards him, she bent down, put her two small hands on her knees, tilted her head slightly, and smiled showing a few small white teeth, "Brother Huang, but I not only want to plant agarwood trees, I also want magnolia flowers, is that okay?"
Magnolia, he likes it.
it is true? !
On ordinary days, that expressionless, sad and joyless face suddenly burst into a smile at this moment, like a tender sprout emerging from the soil after the snow melts in winter.
Hopeful and surprising.
"Brother Huang, you can still laugh like this!"
Nan Qingmian smiled cheerfully, but she was still looking at him one second, and was suddenly pulled up and hugged him in the next second!
He pulled her to sit on his lap, supported the back of her head with one hand, and caressed her waist with the other. The real touch on his hand made him wake up, but also made him lost.
The beating beat in his heart became more and more rapid. Suddenly, Nan Qiyuan tilted his head slightly, leaned close to her ear, and whispered to her as if biting her ear, "Cheng Le, looking at me like this, do you want me to die..."
Nan Qingmian was not ignorant when the noble and indifferent emperor brother suddenly uttered such words. Immediately, her face turned crimson, but before she could react, her neck was wet for a while, and her bright almond eyes suddenly opened wide.
The next moment, before the voice in his throat came out uncontrollably, Nan Qiyuan cut it off with his lips accurately, and his palm walked behind her... She tightly grasped his shoulder.
"Hmm..." She couldn't breathe anymore, Nan Qingmian wrinkled her small face, and slapped him desperately.
As if waking up suddenly, Nan Qiyuan was startled, and backed away from her lips, her face was flushed, tears were still in the corners of her eyes, it seemed that she was about to cry in the next moment.
"I... sorry, I lost my temper." Without his permission, he touched her.
Nan Qiyuan suddenly opened his eyes, his face was cold and indifferent, trying to suppress his thoughts, it was like a sprout that had already sprouted and was frozen again.
He was about to get Nan Qingmian off him when he heard the little girl laugh angrily.
"Brother Huang, can you be lighter next time?"
"My mouth hurts."
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(end of this chapter)