Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Longyang Palace, Rong Hua looked at the palace gate, but stopped.

Leng Yue looked back at her.

"I'll wait for you outside here." Longyang Palace is the emperor's bedroom. Rong Hua also knew, but now, Miss Mu Qing is inside. She didn't know why she was inside, but suddenly she didn't want to go in.

.I don’t want to see the woman who was pampered by that man.

Leng Yue glanced at her and finally walked inside without saying anything.

What is rare for Bei Muqing to sleep is not that she is sleeping. She is covered with white paper on the table, and the intact right hand is holding a brush, and she is very serious about what to write.

"Young Master Leng Yue." Xiao Yuer saw Leng Yue with sharp eyes and walked out in small steps: "Young Master is here to find a girl?"

Leng Yue nodded.

Xiao Yuer turned around and ran towards Mu Qing: "Girl, Young Master Leng Yue is here."

"An, I know, please invite Mr. Leng Yue in first." Bei Muqing responded, his expression was the same as the one in the imperial study room, and he didn't even raise his head.

Leng Yue, when Mu Qing finished saying this, she had already walked into the house spontaneously.

He raised his eyes, looked at the words she wrote, and suddenly laughed.

Bei Muqing looked at the gesture of holding the brush, which looked very uncomfortable. The face that was usually cold was now slightly frowning, and the words she wrote seemed cautious, but the words were like what a child wrote.

Leng Yue smiled silently, but Bei Muqing still knew that he was smiling because she saw it just when she looked up.

He glanced at him and said nothing.

With a ballpoint pen, is her handwriting not bad? But it is normal for her to write a brush that is not good, which proves that she is indeed not a person of this era!

Leng Yue saw that she was serious and did not bother her. She just watched quietly, and did not read much about what she wrote, but she saw her words at a glance.

Bei Muqing was actually a little embarrassed. Although she knew all the basic characters, she knew simplified Chinese characters. But at this time, can others really read simplified Chinese characters? If it is different, wouldn’t it be useless to write them?

Finally, he tore the paper and looked at him: "Leng Yue, please write some words for me?"

"Why don't you look for the emperor?" Leng Yue had a slight difference. The two of them said seriously. This was the first time they met, but when she called him, she was completely out of sight.

"He's busy." She spoke for granted, and then added: "Of course, if you're busy, I can find His Majesty again in the evening."

“What to write?”

Hearing Leng Yue's words, Bei Muqing stepped aside and looked at him with a smile.

Then, Leng Yue walked over and held the pen she started holding in her hand. She said something and he wrote it. But.

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"Are these medicines?" Leng Yue stopped pen and looked at her.

"To be correct, it should be considered one of the medicines." These things are also medicines.

"What do you want to use? Girl, medicine is not something you can use at will." He thought she was looking for him for medicine.

"It's not for people to use, it's..." She kept it in a hurry: "Anyway, you'll know in a while."

Leng Yue glanced at her and stopped talking. She continued to write.

In fact, there is not much, it is just a bit trivial, and Bei Muqing is worried that she will be forgotten.

PS: Go for a meal first and then come back to continue writing.