The young emperor of Great Yan is still young and lacks the experience to handle state affairs. Furthermore, the maternal clan of the current young emperor is always eyeing the country covetously. He must protect Great Yan and the current young emperor, who is his elder brother's child.
Feng Qingge lay languidly on the table, her red robe falling onto the futon, tangling with her fallen hair.
"Oh, really?" Her tone was unique, and she seemed indifferent, as if she were just asking casually.
Mo Linyuan neither agreed nor disagreed, and picked up the book again, reading it carefully.
The room was quiet, and neither of them spoke again. For a moment, the hall was quiet except for the sound of turning the pages of a book.
Time slipped away quietly, and before long, the sky outside changed color, turning from clear deep blue to orange-red. It turned out that the sun had already set.
Mo Linyuan put down what he was doing, his eyes flickered, he glanced at the sky outside, and turned to ask Feng Qingge to leave the palace together. But to his surprise, the woman in the dark red robe was fast asleep on the table.
A slightly long breath reached his ears, echoing throughout the entire hall. In an instant, Mo Linyuan's usually cold expression suddenly relaxed and softened.
A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes, tinged with helplessness. He slowly shook his head. Perhaps he himself didn't realize that the longer he spent with Feng Qingge, the more his gaze would unconsciously drift towards her. Just like now, no one could see the tenderness and subtle doting in his eyes, not even himself.
Suddenly, Mo Linyuan placed his hands on the table, slowly got up, and walked towards the sleeping person.
He slowly bent down and looked down at her. There was a window on her side, and the afterglow of the evening sun shone through the window and fell on the person lying down, as if bathing her in a golden light.
From Mo Linyuan's perspective, he could clearly see the long eyelashes of the person sleeping soundly with their eyes closed, casting shadows like small fans. Below the pert nose, the pink lips were slightly pouting, with a hint of crystalline luster.
He hadn't expected Feng Qingge's lips to be so small before, but upon closer inspection today, he discovered that her lips were just like those of other women—small, pink, and delicate.
Perhaps because he had been staring at him for so long, Mo Linyuan had a strange feeling and suddenly realized that he seemed very thirsty.
He turned away, no longer looking at anyone, poured himself a cup of tea in the hall, and began to savor it.
Because Feng Qingge was sleeping so soundly, Mo Linyuan couldn't bear to wake her. As a result, he slept from the afternoon until after sunset.
As the sun gradually set outside, darkness descended in the east, and the alternation of light and shadow soon brought evening.
This was also mealtime, and seeing that the Regent had not yet left the palace, the palace eunuchs quickly prepared the meal and sent it over.
After the eunuchs had set out the meal, Mo Linyuan sat down at the table to eat when the sleeping man opened his hazy eyes.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she smelled a delicious aroma, and her stomach made a strange rumbling sound.
"Hmm." Feng Qingge straightened up, rubbing her belly. She gently massaged her hungry stomach, her eyes were blurry, and her little nose wrinkled as she kept asking about the source of the fragrance.
"Mmm, it smells so good," she exclaimed with her eyes closed.
Seeing her wake up, Mo Linyuan turned his head to look at the still dazed person and said calmly, "Awake?"
The clear, aloof voice, with its penetrating power, finally roused the dazed soul.
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