Has the princess petted her husband today?

Chapter 390
Luo Liufeng paused his footsteps and let out a sneer, sarcasm rushing over his face.

"The Prime Minister's Mansion did give me nurturing grace, but it was aimed at Luo Yu, but all of this was conditional. It was my mother who saved her first, and she repayed her kindness and took me in. She just didn't let me starve to death for so many years. , and others...heh."

Duyou touched his nose embarrassingly, feeling like he had poked a hornet's nest.

Luo Liufeng continued: "As for Luo Fei——she has been a stumbling block for me since she was a child, and she urged Luo Jinrong to fight against me in every possible way. I have been holding back and I don't want to argue with them. Shinobu? Do you think I'm a bastard?"

"I didn't say that!"

Duyou waved his hands again and again, this person was so cruel that he even scolded him.

Luo Liufeng gave him a cold look, turned around and entered the bedroom with Yuan Liyue in his arms.

Duyou looked at the closed door, and sighed faintly, "Some people, there is a way to heaven, she doesn't go, and there is no way to hell, she doesn't even think about it, what is Luo Liufeng's identity now? How dare you buy it?" Murderer, how did this head grow?"

He couldn't figure it out, so he mourned for Luo Fei who was going to be unlucky tomorrow, then turned around and went to sleep.

Yuan Liyue was carried back by Luo Liufeng, put her on the bed, took off her clothes and slippers, wiped her face and hands, all this process was done by herself, Zhiqiu and the others were successfully reduced to decorations, and could only pour water.

After both of them finished cleaning up, Luo Liufeng told Xie Xia, "Bring me a bowl of hangover soup tomorrow morning. Liyue drank too much tonight, so I won't feel uncomfortable tomorrow."

Xie Xia glanced at Yuan Liyue who was sleeping unconscious on the bed, and agreed.

Luo Liufeng went to bed and hugged Yuan Liyue, took a deep breath of the smell of the rice cake, and then fell asleep peacefully.

……

The next day was cloudy, with dark clouds covering the top, and I always felt that it would rain in the next second. It was so dark that it made people feel uncomfortable.

The slightly cold autumn wind blew over, and people unanimously put on thin shirts.

People in the streets and alleys were still doing what they were supposed to do, as lively as usual, but in the palace, the pot exploded.

I don't know who put a box at the gate of the Yizheng Hall during the early court. Yuan Xiaoming happened to pass there when he went to court, and someone picked it up by the way. Su Ling was the unlucky one.

At first, he thought that there was something terrible inside, maybe someone wanted to harm Yuan Xiaoming, so he opened the lid tremblingly, but...

He trembled even more when he saw what was inside.

If His Majesty saw this thing, it would not only shake him, but also the whole court!
Yuan Xiaoming stood behind, looked at his trembling hands, frowned and said, "Did you drink secretly last night? What are you shaking?"

"The old slave didn't drink yesterday!"

Su Ling retorted subconsciously, and then revealed another fact.

Sure enough, Yuan Xiaoming's expression immediately became thought-provoking, "Oh~ I didn't drink yesterday, so did I drink secretly before?"

Su Ling: "..."

He has a small problem, he likes to drink, but he must not get drunk when he is on duty with the emperor, so he can only secretly drink a few sips by himself in the dead of night.

But if he drank too much, his hands would shake easily, and the emperor discovered him over time.

Yuan Xiaoming either forbids him to drink, or forbids him to drink too much.

Su Ling felt bitter, and looked down at the "culprit" in her hand, then turned her head and handed it to Yuan Xiaoming, "Your Majesty, there is no mechanism here, just..."

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