Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

The two walked to the imperial study room, and their father-in-law was still there. They saw the emperor walking over with the girl Mu Qing from afar and greeted her.

"Emperor, Miss Qing'er."

"Go and ask the imperial kitchen to prepare some desserts."

"Yes, the emperor."

His father-in-law watched the two of them walk into the imperial study room, and swung the Buddha dust in his hand and walked towards the imperial kitchen room.

As soon as Bei Muqing walked in, he saw the memorials piled up like mountains. The surface was still as calm as water, but the corners of his mouth twitched inside.

Zhongli Ye remembered her love: "Qinger wait first, I'll ask someone to carry a recliner over."

Bei Muqing glanced at him and walked in: "I can't live without leaving the recliner."

He looked at her back, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and walked in.

The Imperial Study Room is the most solemn and dignified place in the palace. There are various types of books on the bookshelf next to it. The emperor often uses them and places them in his place according to his habits, as well as stacks of files.

Bei Muqing, who was walking in front, stopped waiting for her, and when he approached, he reached out to take the book she had read in his hand.

The book was still holding the book in her hand tightly, and she didn't let her take it.

Bei Muqing looked up and frowned at him.

He reached out and pulled the person, his slender and slender fingers fit in his palms, soft and smooth, making people unable to let go of it.

He directly brought the person to the soft couch behind the imperial case. The soft couch was like a Huaqing Pool, which was a honor that other concubines would not be able to sit down.

"This..." She frowned and struggled a little.

"Qing'er just sit here, don't move around, it will be bad if you hurt your hand later." He used force in his hand to prevent her from getting up.

"I will affect Your Majesty here." She said softly and softly.

"No." She could affect him, but that had nothing to do with her, it was his problem.

"I insist." Bei Muqing looked at him and said.

What she insisted on has always been able to do, but there are always few things she insisted on.

Zhongli Ye finally let go of his hand. Anyway, he was in this imperial study room no matter what. He could see it with his eyes raised. Since she insisted, he would not force it. Although he felt that the soft couch was more comfortable, he still hoped that she would sit there.

It's fine on the soft couch.

Bei Muqing held the book and just left the soft couch, the little fish came in outside. He was holding Bei Muqing's medicine and some clean gauze in his hand.

"Emperor, girl." She walked in and saluted the two of them.

"Just put down the things." Zhongli Ye stretched out his fingers and pointed to the table and chair on the other side.

"Yes." Put the thing on the table aside and retreated without disturbing the two of them.

Bei Muqing watched Xiaoyuer leave before moving her footsteps again and sat on the chair beside her.

She has always been accustomed to lying halfway through meal time. Now, such a table, coupled with injuries on her hands, is really inconvenient.

Zhongli Ye's eyes were always on her, and she could clearly see her difficulties. When she leaned her body sideways and put the book on the table next to her, she frowned and stood up and left when she frowned.

past.

Bei Muqing keenly noticed his approaching, and stopped before he turned over his hand. He raised his head to look at him, and now he realized that this man was really tall.

He didn't say a word and put her hand in place. The book was still on the table. He reached out and moved the table in front of her. He arranged the book she was looking at, and even reached out to pour her tea.

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