Feng Aotian stepped forward, sat beside him, and held his hand, "After the matter here is resolved, I will see you."
"Okay." Leng Qianye replied with a slight smile, and now, he was reluctant to part with it.
Xing Wuyun stepped into the emperor's bedroom, and saw Feng Aotian and Leng Qianye hugging each other, he coughed dryly, "Hey, it's really touching."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Won't you go to the wine's father-in-law's place?"
"The emperor is afraid that the minister will disturb the good thing of the two?" Xing Wuyun entered in a grand manner, then sat beside Feng Aotian, turned his body and looked at her.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "That's natural."
Xing Wuyun clutched his chest and said quietly, "This minister is injured."
Feng Aotian turned his eyes to the side, looked at him pretending, raised his foot, and kicked over, "Don't get out!"
Leng Qianye looked at Xing Wuyun and couldn't help but smile, Xing Wuyun got up and left the emperor's bedroom with a sigh.
"Your Majesty..." Leng Qianye looked at her and whispered.
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