LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Zhong Qing let him hold her, and she could feel the uneasiness and cherishment in this embrace.

Until a long time later, this embrace did not mean to let go.

Zhong Qing had no choice but to say: "A Yue... let me go."

He held her in his arms and moved, but still didn't let go.

Zhong Qing felt amused, thinking that such a grown-up person still acted like a baby?

She continued to speak: "A Yue, let Sister Mudan see you."

Hearing what she said, Yan Yue dawdled for a while, and let go of her body with some reluctance.

It was only then that Zhong Qing raised his head and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar eyes in front of him.

His facial features haven't changed much, but he can vaguely see that he still looks like the boy back then.

It's just that the temperament has changed drastically.

The young man's facial features are handsome, with sharp edges and corners, perhaps because he has been in a high position for a long time, his whole person exudes a cold and arrogant aura that is superior and unapproachable.

It's just that this feeling disappears in an instant when Zhong loves to see his eyes.

Yan Yue's dark eyes stared at her without blinking, even the eyeballs were reluctant to move, for fear that if he blinked, the person in front of him would fall asleep again, and everything was just a happy dream.

That gaze was too focused and hot, which made Zhong Qing feel a little bad.

Yan Yue just looked at her obsessively: "Sister Peony, I'm really scared, afraid that you will never wake up."

Zhong Qing's heart felt sour, she could imagine how anxious Yan Yue must be when he returned to Yindu and saw himself unconscious.

She could only say: "I didn't know that the Kangning Palace would catch fire at that time. Fire is the bane of all plants. That's how I got it."

When Yan Yue heard her words, a killing intent flashed across his eyes.

That damned woman.

"By the way." Zhong Qing said with a smile, "I just fell asleep, and my ax has become the emperor. Congratulations!"

Yan Yue's expression relaxed upon hearing this.

He looked at Zhong Qing and sighed: "Yes, Sister Mudan, no one will be able to persecute us in the future."

The atmosphere became strange again.

Zhong Qing thought about it, and found an excuse: "After lying down for so long, I want to go for a walk."

Yan Yue naturally smiled and nodded.

Zhong Qing sat up on her own, her feet went limp just as she landed—well, she obviously overestimated herself.

Yan Yue had been standing on the side watching her movements before, and a smile flashed in his eyes when he saw this.

The next moment, Zhong Qing felt a shadow leaning over beside her, her body rose into the air and fell into a certain tight embrace.

A laughing voice came from Yan Yue: "Sister Peony has weak legs and feet, let A Yue do it for her."

Yan Yue actually didn't care about the eyes of the palace people around him, and walked out of Qianlong Palace with Zhong Qing in his arms.

Along the way, countless palace people saw the emperor kneeling and saluting, but no one was surprised or curious about the emperor holding a person in his arms.

It can be seen that the rules in the palace are strict.

Yan Yue's expression didn't change, but Zhong Qing felt a little uncomfortable: "You let me down, it's not good for people to see."

Yan Yue's pace remained unchanged: "Sister Mudan, don't worry, no one dares to look up at you."

If you dare to look, you have to watch out for your eyeballs!

Love is speechless: Is this the point?

"I can go by myself," she said again.

Unexpectedly, Yan Yue just hugged him tighter when he heard the words.

Zhong Qing leaned tightly on Yan Yue's chest, listening to the other party's voice from the top of her head: "That's not okay, if Sister Mudan accidentally falls, Ah Yue will feel distressed."