"It's not good to think too clearly about some things. It's worse than not knowing anything at all."

Gradually, she felt from her body that there were some things that she really couldn't know too much about, and it was better to be confused than to make her anxious. However, once some things happened to her, that was not what she had in mind.

It is not impossible for people to be perfect.

Before the two of them had walked a little way, they saw someone gradually approaching with too hasty steps.

Ye Yilan walked up to her subconsciously, and because Xiaoman didn't tell him to come, she was extremely worried. But when she saw his eyes were so arrogant, she pretended to be calm and walked forward.

He said to him happily: "Your Majesty has never tasted the cakes made by my concubine for a long time. I would like to try this sweet-scented osmanthus cake today."

From the moment he saw Su Xiaoman, Murong Haochen's eyes had always been cold. But after hearing her voice, he couldn't help but look at the basket in her hand, and the smile on his lips was so warm.

He whispered softly: "As long as it's made by you, I like it."

"Man'er, when are you coming? I forgot to let you come into the palace to accompany Chen Zhaoyi."

"He came this morning."

Listening to my cousin's sudden question, I felt a little overwhelmed at that moment. But I still restrained my uneasy thoughts.

"Feiyu, send Chen Zhaoyi back to Chenlan Palace."

Send it back to Chenlan Palace?

Ye Yilan was aware of his behavior and didn't know what he was thinking at this time. She was intercepted by him just as she was about to speak.

"Your Majesty, I would like to..."

"Man'er and I have something to talk about. When I come back, I'll be waiting for the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made."
Chapter completed!