My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave

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Chapter 67: The book's statement is not true

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The old emperor was stunned for a while, silently took out the roast leg of lamb from behind, and said, "I just took a bite. Are you so angry? Talking nonsense..."

Murong Yan: "...Father, I'm not talking nonsense."

The old emperor still didn't believe it, "I just don't want to eat it in the future, you..."

"Father, my son is not joking." Murong Yan took Gu Lang's hand and put his palms together, "He is my son's sweetheart, and he will stay with him for the rest of his life."

Gu Lang looked at him and clenched his clasped palms.

The old emperor held the roast leg of lamb and asked in a daze: "Are you serious?"

Murong Yan: "Really."

The leg of lamb fell to the ground with a "crack", and then, there was a sound of "crackling" smashing things in the imperial study, mixed with the old emperor's panting and angry scolding, "Nizi! You are going to make me mad! Laozi Kill you"

Murong Yan dragged Gu Lang and ran out of the imperial study, his face was dirty and splashed with a few drops of ink.

Gu Lang raised his sleeves to wipe him, and said worriedly, "Your father seems to be very angry..."

"It's fine," Murong Yan said, "it'll be fine when he figures it out."

Gu Lang: "But..."

"I just can't have dinner together," Murong Yan looked at the dim sky and said, "Let's go, Xiang Gong will take you out to eat, what do you want to eat?"

Gu Lang: "..."

They went to the most lively restaurant in Beijing, found the place where they used to sit before, and warmed up a pot of Erhong.

Gu Lang was a little gloomy, as if he couldn't drink the old wine.

Murong Yan looked at him, and suddenly took out five taels of silver from his arms and put it into his hands.

Gu Lang looked blank, "What?"

Murong Yan said, "Didn't you say that I lent you five taels of silver and didn't pay it back?"

Gu Lang then remembered what he said before, "I don't really want you to pay back the money, it's just..."

"Just want me to come back, don't you?" Murong Yan rubbed his fingers against his face, and said warmly, "Since I'm back, I won't leave, don't worry."

The warmth on the side of his face seemed to climb down his neck and land on his heart. Gu Lang's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a smile formed on his lips, and he said softly, "Okay."

Murong Yan felt an itch in his heart, and was about to lean over, when he heard a familiar voice from downstairs, saying, "One pot is fine."

He looked down and saw Qu Fengyun and the little imperial doctor surnamed Ruan sitting downstairs, seemingly arguing about something.

"I want two pots!" Ruan Nian was very angry and said fiercely to Qu Fengyun, "What are you doing with me?! I didn't invite you to drink!"

He had brought the pot of chicken soup back to the kitchen today, laying on the table and watching it for a long time, he was no longer angry, but he saw Xiaoyue came in with a post, saying that it was sent by someone from the Xiangfu.