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    The Cold Palace Queen

    Yan Jin moved slightly and finished sketching the last stroke.

    “Are you ready?”

    Li Xin slightly turned around to look, but couldn’t see anything.

    Yan Jin put the pen aside and stood up to wipe his hands.Waves of ink fragrance came from her skin, her nose twitched, and she said rather novelly:

    “What kind of ink is this? It smells so good.”

    Normal inkstones inevitably have some smell, but this one doesn’t. Instead, it smells light and fragrant.

    Yan Jin’s hair was not all tied up today, which added a touch of softness to his face. The eyebrows on his side were as sharp and gorgeous as before.

    “I just added a few things.”

    He said calmly:

    “How was yesterday?”

    The ink marks on Li Xin’s back were not yet dry, so she could only lie back down and play with her hair.

    “So what, he didn’t take the bait right away.”

    As she expected, Emperor An Zong went to Ye’s place and issued an order saying that she had collided with the Holy Emperor and grounded her for a month.

    A small-minded man.

    Li Xin complained silently.

    “I must still be interested in you,”

    Yan Jin threw away the cloth, leaned down slightly, and squeezed Li Xin’s chin.

    “Have you not forgotten the agreement you made with me?”

    His eyes were narrow and his brows were slightly stern.Even with a smile, it made people feel cold all over.

    Li Xin looked into his eyes fearlessly:

    “Natural.”

    How could such mutually beneficial cooperation be violated at will?

    Yan Jin let go of her.

    While they were talking, the twins knocked on the door:

    “Your Majesty, the Emperor is here.”

    They lowered their voices, feeling uncontrollably excited.Li Xin was lazy and a bit impatient. In fact, for her, she really didn’t care about Emperor An Zong.

    Yan Jin smiled charmingly:

    “Sooner than I expected.”

    He nodded at Li Xin and hid behind the beaded curtain.There is also a screen there, which can shield him well.

    Li Xin let the twins in and asked Gui Xiu to take the pen:

    “When the emperor asks later, you will say it was you who painted it.”

    She closed her eyes slightly and said.

    Emperor Anzong must have done it in private. On the one hand, he didn’t want Mr. Ye to know, and on the other hand, he was still worried about that look yesterday.

    Guixiu quickly agreed.

    Li Xin had no intention of greeting Emperor An Zong. Just now, Yan Jin’s movements were too comfortable when painting, and now she was still a little drowsy.Simply let Emperor An Zong have his misunderstanding.

    When Emperor Anzong saw no one to greet him, he felt angry.He almost kicked the door open, but the fire in his heart gradually burned down when he saw the scene inside.

    Ford cleverly closed the door for him.

    The beauty is on the couch, and Begonia is sleeping in spring.This is not a big deal, but if the beauty had a naked jade-white neck with a blooming purple flower on top, the taste would be completely different.

    Three thousand black hairs are scattered on the pillow.

    The beauty is like this, with black eyebrows and green snails, green temples that are more mellow than spring, and red lips that seem to be open but not open, so delicate and charming.

    As if she heard a noise, she slightly raised her eyelids, her peach blossom-like eyes sparkling, and she was about to complain but gave up.

    “It turns out that the emperor is here. I don’t know the Holy Master. Your Majesty, please forgive me.”

    Even so, he had no intention of getting up at all.

    When the twins heard the words, they also smiled sweetly, their voices were as clear and sweet as the cry of an oriole.

    Only then did An Zongdi realize that there were two little beauties with average looks beside her.

    Emperor An Zong pursed his lips:

    “Li, what are you doing?”

    By making such an obscene gesture, did she think that she was just a lustful and fatuous emperor?After all, he is a snake-hearted person.

    Emperor An Zong may have scolded her thousands of times in his heart, just to convince himself that he was ready to move.

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