The scent of wine wafted over the side courtyard. He smelled the scent of wine while standing, and he enjoyed it.
In the middle of the night, Mu Hanjin also regained his complexion, and then stopped his work, got up from the soft couch, and saw Feng Aotian standing with his hands behind his back, standing outside the palace.
He turned his eyes and saw that Lan Jingshu had stepped into the study, and was reviewing the memorial.
He walked out of the bedroom and walked to her side, "Your Highness..."
"Are you hungry?" Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were as usual, and there was nothing wrong with them.
Mu Hanjin stretched out his hand, held her cold fingers, rubbed her carefully, and then took her into his arms, "Your Highness..."
"Okay." Feng Aotian left his embrace, put a light kiss on the corner of his lips, and led him into the bedroom, "Place the meal."
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Oooooooo... darling... it's even more late today... ~(>_