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"I have a little rabbit with me. It has black ears." Mingyou flaunted happily, "Little Shun Zi said he can bring it over to me in a while."

"You are not allowed to live in the palace." Feng Xian had a very bad feeling about this.

Mingyou wrinkled his nose. "Ah, but my little rabbit wants to be with me." The rabbit was so cute, how could she bear to leave it alone?

"What a pitiful thing it is to be alone. It would be so dark that it would be afraid." Mingyou looked at him pitifully.

"It wouldn't be so cowardly as you." Feng Xian didn't hesitate to refuse. When he thought about the smell of rabbits in the hall, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Then I'll go and live somewhere else. Ru Yi says that I have a very big house." Mingyou was talking about Weiyang Palace, which was given to the empress during the bestowment period.

This milk ball abandoned him for a rabbit? He, an emperor, could not even compare to an animal? Feng Xian's heart was displeased for a moment. But then he thought, if that's the case, wouldn't I have to torture him at night?

So he agreed with a smile, "Well, then, take your rabbit and go to Weiyang Palace. However, do not cause trouble, and listen to Ruyi's words. "

Ming You was still in high spirits, so she didn't think too much about it. Ye Zichen nodded straightforwardly. "Alright." He turned around and urged Ru Yi to go back to pick up her rabbit. Feng Xian didn't even turn his head back as an inexplicable sense of displeasure arose in his heart. Humph! Little Ingrate!

The moon was hazy, and Feng Xian was lying on the soft couch. She could not help but smell the sweet fragrance of the ball of milk, which seemed to have a sweet peach scent, but also seemed like the scent of the peach blossoms in the spring.

"He could not help but take another sniff, and that little ball of milk appeared in his mind." I wonder how you slept? " Feng Xian mumbled to herself. Then she realized that this girl must have a lot of ideas. It was just like last night, she couldn't be quiet until she had worked hard for half the night.

Then, he thought of Mingyou, who cried so much last night that she wanted to go home. Unusually, he felt a trace of hesitation. If she cried like this, should he go and take a look?

Feng Xian turned around and lay down flat on his back. He closed his eyes, but remembered the crying sound of her baby's voice … With a low curse, he got up and quietly went past the window.

Long Feng, who was hiding in the tree, looked up and realized that it was Feng Xian. He mumbled softly, "His Majesty's Qing Gong is getting longer and longer." He closed his eyes again.

Feng Xian had entered quietly, but none of the palace guards had noticed. When he had entered, the little palace maid who was guarding the palace entrance was still dozing off. The inner hall was very quiet as well. Feng Qian didn't hear the crying that she had imagined. Doubt, could it be that this little bun was secretly crying while hiding in the blanket?

He nimbly flipped through the window and walked over under the moonlight. I saw Minyou sleeping soundly in his quilt. Feng Xian's eyesight was also very good at night. He could easily catch a glimpse of her soundly sleeping face, and from time to time, the sound of shallow breathing could be heard.

Was Feng Xian's face black? Everything in this hall, including the behavior of the ball of milk, told him a fact. He was the one who thought too much of himself and slapped himself in the face. Not only that, the slap was very resounding!

On the other hand, Mingyou was a very well-behaved girl, yet she was crying, which meant that she didn't want to be with him at all. This face-smacking had become even more severe.

Feng Xian had resisted the urge to wake her up with a shaky face all the way back.