Chapter one hundred and nine

"Your Highness, why bother to pester such a thing... alas, whoever it is, it is hard to accept at the moment, you can't blame her, think about why in the beginning... now she insists that I am trading with her, but even I refuse to see you again, you come to me, who am I going to find?" Qing Yan's eyebrows wrinkled deeply, and he seemed very annoyed. He only beat his chest and stamped his feet, but then suddenly the topic changed and kicked the ball back. "I heard that Your Highness still has an adopted daughter, and Mei once mentioned it as if she wanted to meet her last time. Maybe it's not for resentment, but for fear of being close to home. Why don't you let Miss Yi meet her first? Perhaps it will be better for her to have a chance to inquire more about Your Highness's painstaking efforts." King Ping an looked suspiciously at Qing Yan. Qingyan is a face of sincerity. "This..." The king of peace is difficult to speak. She has not seen Bai Mei for a long time. "Your Highness!" Qing Yan's words are sincere: "We are all for your own daughter." She looked at her, hesitated and nodded her head. Why does Qingyan have to have a hard time with Yi Qingmei, who she didn't recognize as Bai Mei? Bai Mei narrowed his eyes and looked at the king of peace who was playing dumb in front of him. He wondered. Did he actually recognize him? She raised her brow lightly, pointed at her fingers, and her voice was soft: "Ah, ah, Your Highness, this is really embarrassing, but... Your Majesty has been asking me to accompany her these days. What's more, others don't know, Your Highness, don't you know that I'm afraid I'm not far enough from those people now? How dare you gather together by yourself... Your Majesty, how can I explain?" Kick the ball, who won't? Qing Yan kicked Hongmei and proposed Yi Qingmei, while Bai Mei kicked Anping Yanxuan directly. King Ping an naturally understood what she meant, smiled hard, drank the last mouthful of tea, and got up and left without saying a word. Bai Mei sat there, watching her movements tremble and stagnate, and then she stumbled and almost fell down at the door. I don't know why... suddenly softened. "Your Highness..." She got up, held her, holding the king of peace's right hand, "I was abrupt, your body seems not very good? Have you seen it by the imperial doctor?" "No, it's nothing. I, excuse me, it's time to go..." Bai Mei frowned, looked at the cold day, and sighed: "It seems that it is time for dinner. Let's stay here and have something to eat together. By the way, it is also good to have a chat with some masters from the nameless temple who are staying with me temporarily." "I..." Bai Mei evoked his lip angle and smiled flawlessly: "If you should, go and have a look in the afternoon, can't you? After all, I can't ignore your affairs, let alone..." "How much more what?" "Nothing. Don't be angry about what I said just now, just a little upset in your heart... come in." ------------------------------------------------------------------- "Your Majesty. Morning King asks for an audience." The young man dressed in palace clothes bent down to Chen Bing, glanced at Emperor Yan's face slightly, and secretly flew to purples. How many men don't yearn for the king's favor? However, Emperor Yan waved and shook his head as before: "No, it's late, let him go back and rest!" Palace attendants step down. Bai Mei lifted the luxurious bead curtain and walked in, smiling: "It's late, should I go back and rest?" Anping Yanxuan's face was reddish and he looked at her lightly chastised, trying not to show his shy appearance but being more lovely. "Go back to do what? Isn't it uncomfortable to rest here?" With his head slightly tilted, Bai Mei approached and smiled flatteringly: "Without you, it would be difficult to rest anywhere." "You... You..." "Hmm?" She snorted softly in a nasal voice, approached Emperor Yan and kissed him gently on the forehead: "What's wrong with me? Is it good or bad?" "Good..." Anping Yan Xuan was powerless. "Oh, it's late, let's rest!" "The throne..." Anping Yanxuan was in love, but he did not lose his sense of responsibility as a monarch. Bai Mei was discouraged for the failure of his seduction. "Well, there are three memorials, give you half an hour... Alas, Your Majesty, my Xuan Xuan, you should always pay attention to some of your own body, don't be too tired..." Anping Yan Xuan sat back to the side of the case, staring straight, as if you didn't hear anything, but the ears, but already red. -After meeting Bai Mei, he realized that the thickness of his face was far from enough. It's hard to say what the word "love" means. But "emotion" is much simpler. Bai Mei looked at Anping Yanxuan with his chin propped up, and suddenly smiled. The uneasiness of accompanying Ping'an King to see Hongmei during the day weakened a bit. She could feel that although Qingyan did not seem to recognize her, Hongmei seemed to feel something.