MTL - Disabled Prince and Silly Princess: Substitutive Bride and Genius Doctor- the Seventh Miss-Chapter 1220 "Master Xia" Seek

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Originally, Ye Liuli thought that Xia Yongling was a serious official, and he was in the process of handing over. So calling people for fun was against the "Mingjun", but the little palace girls begged, Ye Liuli was not good at rejecting it. Let people try to please.

Let the maid go, if Xia is busy, just forget it. If not, come and talk.

Ask someone's maid to leave, and the little maids will be quiet.

Ye Liuli sat on the soft collapse near the window and leaned her head on the window frame.

The rain was not small, and the eaves were large, covering the heavy rain, but some fine water droplets shot in and hit Ye Liuli's face.

Midsummer whispered softly, "The emperor will take back his head, otherwise it will rain and cool."

Ye Liuli refused. "Don't you think the room is stuffy?"

The maids answered one after another, and they were bored.

Shen Heng hurried to call the palace ladies to get a fan and play a fan for the emperor.

"Don't call them, when the rainy days are boring and boring, just let them relax." Close your eyes and continue to feel the coolness of the rain and the boringness of leisurely ancient life. "Come and come and chat with me. "

"Yes." The little court ladies came together.

Ye Liuli did not open his eyes. "I ask you, do you want to go back to the palace?"

Several court ladies answered that they wanted to return to the palace, and several remained silent.

Ye Liuli hooked his lips. "The crime of deceiving the monarch requires heavy punishment."

Finally, the last few court ladies who said they were going to the palace were silent.

"If I were you, I wouldn't want to go back to any palace. How comfortable are you here? I don't care about you, but Shen Yun also manages it symbolically, but after returning to the palace, I have many eyes on you. It is you, and you want to stay in Wuhuang Town forever. "

Midsummer rolled her eyes, and said in her heart—the maids would like to return to the palace without first saying that the emperor would definitely not want to return.

However, the emperor dared to say, but the maids did not dare to answer.

But at this moment, there was a maiden loudly outside the door, "Her Majesty, Lord Xia, please."

Ye Liuli opened her eyes and smiled at the palace ladies with a smile, "You and others are here, aren't you going out to welcome?"

The little palace girls really ran out to meet.

Shen Yan rolled his eyes with anger, "Don't get used to them by the emperor, see what they look like, what rules?"

Ye Liuli smiled, "I like to see how they look now."

After a while, with the sound of footsteps, Xia Yongling entered.

Today, Xia Yongling wore no official robe, nor the cyan clothes that he usually wears, but he wore a snow-white brocade robe.

The upper layer of the robe material, although there is no pattern, can be faint purple under the light.

The robe has purple silk piping and the belt is purple.

Xia Yongling was already handsome, but the temperament in ordinary days was far less eye-catching than before. At this moment, Xia Yongling appeared with a touch of fascination in her dust, and a kind of hooking in her elegance.

Xia Yongling's changes even the little palace girls found out.

Regardless of ancient and modern times, when girls see their favorite handsome guys, their reactions are almost the same-shy and taciturn.

"Wei Chen met the emperor, and the emperor will live forever."

"No courtesy." Ye Liuli raised her head from the window sill leaning against it. "It's really hard to invite Xia Aiqing to rain today, but everyone misses your flute, can you come and play a song for everyone?"

"The emperor speaks heavily. As long as he can make the emperor happy, Wei Chen is willing to make trouble, let alone a simple song?" Xia Yongling took out the jade flute from his arms.

No one noticed that midsummer was gloomy and his eyes sharp.