The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

At the end of the day, the emperor did not come out, even if he gave them a gift.

The Imperial Garden prepared a very large carriage for them.

There's plenty of room for even seven or eight people.

There is even a bed in the back of the carriage that can be used for muffin and baby relaxation on the way.

Mu Yan thought, let Xiaobao sleep on the road, wait for Junji Medical Museum, maybe Xiaobao won't be so lost.

Won't fall in love with that man anymore.

She sighed softly, lifting the carriage, and was about to go in.

His eyes suddenly touched the shadow on the bed and he was blinded.

“Emperor?!!” Muay unconsciously raised her voice, "what are you doing here? ”

The emperor reclines on the bed, posturing lazily, and the whole person is full of alluring charm.

The voice is even more hypomagnetic to make one's ears pregnant, "This is Benjun's carriage, why can't Benjun be here? ”

I don't know who shut the carriage door outside.

As the squeak sounds, the carriage becomes a confined space.

The original empty compartment became overcrowded all at once.

Because almost every inch of the air is filled with a strong male aura.

Mu Yan settled his mind and smiled. “How can you be ashamed to let the king send us back? Your Highness, let's go back! ”

The emperor lifted his eyelids, and the book in his hand gently turned a page, "I didn't want to send you back. ”

“Then what are you doing in here? ”

The Emperor went through another page of books, and his face didn't make sense. "Didn't you say you were going home? Benjun naturally goes back with you. ”

He looked up at Muang and Bao again. "How can we be apart when our family is neat and tidy? ”

Muyan: “………"

I believe in your evil! Who's with you?

Even Bao stared at Blue Clear's big eyes as if he was accusing him of being brazen.

Just don't wait for two people to talk.

Long's fingers turned another page.

At this point, a thin piece of paper came out of the page and landed on the floor.

Mu Yan was stunned and his gaze shifted from the paper to the book in the hands of the Emperor.

Then she was shocked to find out.

The book is in her space!

Why did you come to the Emperor's hand?

Did she take the books out of the space in her spare time and forget to put them back?

Such doubts had just turned in Muay's mind, and her attention was immediately drawn to the drifting paper.

The emperor also revealed a slightly strange colour, bending over to pick up the folded paper from the ground and slowly unfold.

As the paper unfolded, Muang's mind suddenly flashed like an electric flint.

What did you finally think of this paper?

His face changed, “Don't open it! ”

After all, however, it was too late.

The emperor unfolded the piece of paper and saw the man with the shirt half open and leaning on his bed, picking his eyebrows with interest.

His mouth curled with a delightful, deep curve.

Turning the paper in his hand in the direction, he turned to Moe and Bao, “I didn't expect you to miss him so much. ”

Muang's face burned so badly.

Especially when even the son in his arms throws a curious look at him.

This painting, naturally, is a half-fruit diagram she made for the Emperor.

After she did it, she thought about tearing it up or throwing it away.

But this painting has done almost all of her work, better than any of her previous paintings.