Han Mufeng tentatively shook her hand again, "Yue'er, are you hungry?"

"Go out, don't make a noise." Lan Yue's hand trembled and she suddenly pulled back.

"Can you eat first and then sleep? Your godmother came over and called you just now."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Lan Yue stopped pretending to be asleep, and sat up and called Liuying, put on clothes, shoes, and comb her hair. She was very fast. She didn't have to wait for him to go out. She was wearing a bottom dress and just put it on her body. This is normal in modern times.

It was just that Han Mufeng's eyes were different. He sat on the chair she was lying on just now and waited. Although he didn't deliberately look at it, he was just very happy. She didn't avoid suspicion from him.

"You haven't left yet?"

"I'm waiting for you."

Lan Yue, who was neatly packed, looked at him suspiciously, without saying a word, her eyes were full of "Do you want to go together too?"

Han Mufeng smiled and nodded.

"No, don't make me uncomfortable."

Lan Yue didn't want her godfather to be respectful to him in front of her, and she would feel uncomfortable when she looked at her. Her real father was different. She saw her in the morning and he almost every day, and she had a good grasp of her sense of responsibility.

But he walked to take her hand like he could read the mind, but she didn't let go without her struggle. "Out of the palace, I am Han Mufeng, not the emperor, your elder is also my elder."

"I... Han Mufeng, you don't have to."

I was about to glar at him, but when she looked at him with her head slightly raised, his deep pool was determined to indulge her and reach her heart.

"Yue'er"

Lan Yue lowered her head and refused to respond, but just pulled back the hand she was being held.

There were already food in the small restaurant in Huayuan, waiting for Lan Yue.

When Han Mufeng and Lan Yue entered the door, Yang Zheng brought his family to greet him.

"Mr. Yang, Han Mufeng, met Mrs. Yang." Before Yang could think clearly about whether to give a tribute or something, Han Mufeng first gave a tribute to the younger brothers, and then bowed to the three brothers of the Yang family, "I have met three brothers."

Yang Yi smiled. He took advantage of the two brothers' light. He had never seen him call him brother before, and the third brother also bowed and bowed back.

Yang Zheng looked over and over again. Where did he see this? Yonglefang! At that time, he and his goddaughter, Yuanbao and others guessed that this person would be a prince, otherwise the prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the nephew of the Queen Mother were so respectful to him, and it turned out to be the emperor.

"Please come from Mr. Han."

Yang Zheng happily took the person to the restaurant, thinking to himself, "Oh, this emperor must be my son-in-law, with a handsome appearance and supreme power. Only such a person is worthy of his fairy-like daughter."

Lan Yue helped her godmother with her, and Yao looked at the emperor's prospective son-in-law quietly. There were only four words, one among the people.

The moment of psychological activities that Yang Yi should have had had had had long passed, only Yang Heng and Yang Jun looked at each other. The emperor was so accommodating for the girl. Well, he must really liked it. He could finally let go of his previous worries.

But when he arrived at the dining table, Yang Zheng wanted Han Mufeng to sit in the main seat. After pushing and pushing, Han Mufeng sat down next to Yang Zheng. On the other side of Yang Zheng was Yao, next to Yao, three brothers were three brothers, and Lan Yue sat on the other side of Han Mufeng.

It is impossible to say that she can be completely undepressed. Fortunately, there was wine during the meal. Han Mufeng and Yang Zheng chatted with each other from time to time. The three brothers raised a glass with Han Mufeng from time to time. Yao smiled and ate quietly throughout the whole process. Lan Yue was used to it. She was the center of the family everywhere and didn't have to pick up food. There were always people putting various dishes into her bowl, and they only lowered their heads to eat what they like, and kept the ones they didn't like.

"Godfather, godmother, brothers, I'm full." It's strange to eat with fullness, I just want to let it go. Han Mufeng is not good at Lan Yue. She said hello to her family and got up and left, ignoring the person beside her.

"This kid is not like this usually and is very polite." Yang Zheng explained to Han Mufeng.

"It's okay, I'm tired after rushing to the road for a few days. Let her go back and rest early." Han Mufeng smiled secretly. He knew the girl's attitude towards him very well. Now it's very good.

For Lan Yue, Han Mufeng made a good meal with the Yang family. In the palace, it has been a long time since he sat at the same table with Empress Dowager Yu for dinner. Seeing Li Li and Xiao Buzi felt that the master had a little bit of it.

This incident later reached Empress Dowager Yu. She was so sad that she scolded her son for only caring about his wife and not his mother. No wonder he was so angry that he had such a big rift between you, mother and son.

Lan Yue went back to her garden, washed her face and covered the quilt with her mouth, washed her face, and told Zilin and Liuying not to let Han Mufeng enter the room. She was confused. When did she start to tolerate this dog emperor so much? Is it because he was entangled day by day? Is it because he had a son in the middle? Or did he raise his hand to help his godfather for a little favor and make himself change his view of him?

This feels very bad.

The quilt pulled its head to cover the lights in the room, and Lan Yue felt more comfortable, but the quilt was pulled apart in a short while.

"Aunt?" When she saw that it was Aunt Wan, Lan Yue was about to curse and stopped her words.

"Miss, how can I sleep like this?" Aunt Wan covered her with the quilt again, "Look at how busy I am this day, I know you are back, and I have time to come and have a look."

"Aunt, I'm sorry, I'm worried about you again." Lan Yue patted the bed and asked her to sit down. She simply put her head on her lap. She was all the same as a mother, and she acted like a little daughter.

"I have no children and daughters. If I can be your wet nurse, you have to call me aunt. Who do you worry about if you don't worry about?"

After letting the lady sit on her lap and talk for a while, Aunt Wan wanted to take care of Chenchen again, which was her daily routine.

As soon as Aunt Wan left, the quilt was pulled, and Lan Yue hid herself in the dark again, but in a while, the quilt was lifted up again.

"Aunt...who let you in?" Lan Yue thought that her aunt was back, and it turned out to be the dog emperor.

"They can't stop me. I can come in at any time." Han Mufeng pulled a stool and sat beside her bed, so close that he was drunk and swelled up to her face as he spoke.

"You go out!"

"No, I'll see you sleep. Can I go out after you fall asleep? I miss you very much every day when you are away for more than ten days, and I miss you so much that I can't sleep. Fortunately, I have a son with me. I want to make up for what I can't see in these days."

This person definitely gave him some sunshine and thought it was the whole spring. If you don’t disgust, it doesn’t mean you accept you, right? Putting aside that he is the emperor, he is also a schizophrenic. Maybe one day it will explode again. Lan Yue doesn’t want to live such a life. Where is this? How could he think of living with him?
Chapter completed!