Jiaojiao baby, don't leave, the paranoid prince begged( Mtl

Chapter 129: Old acquaintance

Gu Qinghan slept longer this time because of his dream.

Ye Muyan took a break today and woke up early, but it did not disturb her good sleep.

He just kissed her lightly, got out of bed, washed up, and then went to the small kitchen to make food for his delicate baby.

When Gu Qinghan woke up, Ye Muyan happened to bring breakfast.

She was still dreaming and her mind was a little dizzy.

After washing her face and cleaning her teeth in a daze, Ye Muyan saw how cute she was and couldn't help but kiss her for a long time, which made her wash up a lot longer.

Until after breakfast, Gu Qinghan was still a little dizzy and had not recovered from his dream.

Ye Muyan thought she had been bored in the house for a long time, so he took her to the palace for a walk.

Gu Qinghan just leaned against him lazily, almost being carried away.

When she reached a palace gate, she suddenly stopped.

Eyes bright.

"Husband, have we met when we were children?" At this point, he tilted his head in confusion.

"Are you the brother in the wheelchair? I remember I gave you the jade pendant..."

Gu Qinghan thought the boy in the dream was Ye Muyan, because the jade pendant she often wore when she was a child was on Ye Muyan.

But for some reason, Ye Muyan's expression suddenly became panicked and cold.

The hand holding her also unconsciously exerted force.

Gu Qinghan was at a loss for a moment.

She opened her mouth slightly and whispered: "Husband..."

Ye Muyan noticed her expression, relaxed her strength, closed her eyes and calmed down. Just when she was about to speak, she heard the sound of wooden wheels rubbing against the stone slabs not far away. "Voice.

A man wearing a moon-white robe appeared in their field of vision, pushing a wheelchair by himself.

The man had a gentle face, black hair tied up with a green jade hairpin, and a pair of gentle peach blossom eyes.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he shouted with a smile: "Han'er."

Gu Qinghan involuntarily stepped back and shrank into Ye Muyan's arms.

The man in the wheelchair, Ye Zeming, raised his head and greeted the gloomy Ye Muyan with a smile.

"Brother, long time no see."

Ye Muyan took a step forward, blocking Gu Qinghan with his tall body.

"Why are you here?"

"When the Queen Mother heard that the Queen was in poor health, she stopped praying early and left the Taoist temple. She will pray for me in the imperial city in the future." Ye

Zeming was still smiling, "I miss Han'er. I also heard that she was getting married to the emperor's brother, so I came back first."

"We will be able to see each other more often in the future."

Gu Qinghan felt Ye Muyan's hands tremble slightly, and her fingers were extremely cold.

So obvious a wheelchair, she remembered.

Ye Zeming was the young man back then, and the concubine he said was praying at the Taoist temple was probably Concubine Liu.

She recognized the wrong person and mistook Ye Muyan for Ye Zeming.

But...why is that jade pendant in Ye Muyan's hand?

She calmed down, stretched out her hand, and grasped Ye Muyan's big palm.

Standing on tiptoes, she whispered in his ear: "Husband, I'm tired, shall we go home?"

Ye Muyan calmed down a little, held her in his arms, and walked back to the East Palace.

Gu Qinghan didn't look at Ye Zeming, but she felt his gaze.

She buried her head in Ye Muyan's neck and kept sorting out everything in her mind.

But she was still held softly, giving Ye Muyan, who was trembling slightly, a sense of security.

Until he was placed on the soft bed, his body sank slightly.

Ye Muyan spoke in a hoarse voice: "Qingqing, the person you saw in the palace when you were young was not me."