"That is quite strange," Mu Yanming said as he sat up and began to put on his boots. Mo Qinghuan knew he must be going to practice swordsmanship, so she called out to stop him.
"Your Highness, you're not going to practice swordsmanship, are you..." She leaned over to look at Mu Yanming, who had his back to her just now.
Mu Yanming looked over after fastening his boots. As she made this movement, the front of her clothes came apart, revealing the fair skin inside.
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he gave a soft cough. Mo Qinghuan moved over and sat beside him. "Your Highness, don't forget that you're ill now. The Emperor also said he would come today. If you get up so early to practice swordsmanship, it would seem quite strange, wouldn't it?"
Mu Yanming nodded. "Well, you do have a point."
Mo Qinghuan was just about to praise him for being reasonable when, to her surprise, he leaned over and pulled her into his arms, pinning her down on the bed.
"What... what are you doing!"
Mu Yanming didn't say a word. He lifted her legs that were dangling off the edge of the bed and then hugged her tightly in his arms, closing his eyes with an expression of enjoyment.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Mo Qinghuan struggled to break free from his embrace.
"Shh, don't talk when eating or sleeping," Mu Yanming's breath fanned across the top of her head. Mo Qinghuan felt like a little kitten being held in Mu Yanming's arms at this moment.
Especially the unique scent on Mu Yanming, which filled her nostrils. She soon stopped struggling.
Before long, she actually fell asleep.
Outside the window, Bai Ke stood there, watching the two of them embracing. Thinking of the pat on his shoulder by Mo Qinghuan last night, he felt as if he had been stung by a bee at that time. He thought it must have been then that she drugged him. At this thought, he clenched his fists angrily.
Lu Zixiu saw Bai Ke standing dazedly outside the door from afar. He walked over and was about to tap Bai Ke's shoulder with his fan when Bai Ke blocked it with his elbow.
Lu Zixiu looked at the fierce look in Bai Ke's eyes and joked, "What's wrong with you? Did you swallow gunpowder this early in the morning?"
Bai Ke came to his senses and walked with Lu Zixiu to the stone table in the yard and sat down.
"Mr. Lu, I was attacked last night."
The expression on Lu Zixiu's face instantly became solemn. The gently fluttering fan was also closed and held tightly in his hand.
"The attacker drugged me when I wasn't paying attention!"
"Did you see who it was?"
Bai Ke saw the fingertips of Lu Zixiu holding the fan turn slightly white. He knew that on one hand, Lu Zixiu was worried, and on the other hand, he was angry.
Because the previous times Lu Zixiu was injured were also due to being attacked by someone from their own side.
He suddenly burst out laughing, which made Lu Zixiu frown.
"I saw who it was, and this person is now in the prince's mansion," he said as he looked at the closed door.
Lu Zixiu also followed his gaze. "Oh, I heard that the prince asked you to protect the princess last night. Don't tell me it was her who attacked you."
Bai Ke nodded. Just then, the maid brought them tea and snacks.
The two of them sat in the yard of the Yangyang Hall, eating snacks and drinking tea, waiting to see when the two inside would get up.
At the end of Chenshi, Mo Qinghuan opened her eyes. As soon as she was about to move, Mu Yanming tightened his arm around her.
She obediently nestled in his arms and tilted her head slightly to look at Mu Yanming with his eyes closed.
Mu Yanming had his eyes closed, and his long, thick eyelashes cast a large shadow. His straight nose, thin lips, and strong jawline made up his handsome face.
From a medical perspective, this man's face was probably a model face just like Kuan Ge's.
When his face was expressionless, it gave people a strong sense of oppression, but when he smiled, there was a kind of softness that didn't seem out of place.
Her small hand secretly reached out to his neck. As soon as it touched his Adam's apple, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
"Being restless will be punished," Mu Yanming opened his eyes and looked down at her.
Caught in the act, she gave an embarrassed smile.
"Cough, Your Highness, it's getting late. It's time to get up."
Mu Yanming straightened his back, shrugged his shoulders, and lifted her chin.
"But I'm a patient. It should be okay if I don't get up, right?"
Mo Qinghuan: ...
She was speechless. Suddenly, her stomach growled. Mu Yanming looked down at her stomach.
Then he let go of her. Mo Qinghuan was finally free. She quickly got up, walked around him, put on her clothes, and rushed out.
But as soon as she opened the door, she slammed it shut again. Mu Yanming also got dressed and walked up to her. "What's wrong?"
He opened the door and saw Bai Ke and Lu Zixiu turn their heads in unison. He glanced at Mo Qinghuan standing in front of him and walked out generously.
He even sat down opposite the two of them.
Lu Zixiu gracefully picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then gracefully put it down. There was always a gentle smile on his face. "Your Highness looks in good spirits today."
After saying that, he looked meaningfully at Mo Qinghuan. As soon as she received his look, she felt her face flush.
Embarrassed, she went back into the room.
"Bai Ke, what did you do last night?" Mu Yanming knew it must be Mo Qinghuan's doing, but he still wanted to hear Bai Ke's account.
Bai Ke immediately stood up and bowed with a look of shame on his face. "Reporting to Your Highness, the princess gave this subordinate a lesson."
Lu Zixiu poured tea for Mu Yanming. Just as he picked up his teacup, he heard what Bai Ke said and looked up at him. "Oh? Then how do you think the princess's lesson was? And how much have you learned?"
"Replying to Your Highness, this subordinate has learned a lot and will never forget what the princess taught in the future."
Mu Yanming nodded. Just as Lu Zixiu was about to leave, Mo Qinghuan walked out.
She walked straight towards Lu Zixiu and stared at him intently.
Lu Zixiu cast a puzzled look at Mu Yanming, and Bai Ke also looked at Mo Qinghuan in confusion.
Mo Qinghuan's serious face suddenly broke into a smile. "Oh, it's nothing."
Then she turned around and walked into the room. Mu Yanming glanced at her back, then at Lu Zixiu, and then got up and followed her.
Mo Qinghuan sat at the table. The face of the person in her dream flashed through her mind, and then she thought of Lu Zixiu's face. She made a mental simulation. As the two faces got closer and finally merged, she suddenly remembered what Lu Zixiu had said when she asked him in surprise how he had recognized her when she was dressed as a man.
"The bone structure doesn't lie," she murmured unconsciously, and it happened to be heard by Mu Yanming.
Mu Yanming walked over and sat down opposite her. "The person in your dream is Lu Zixiu?"
His cold eyes stared fixedly at Mo Qinghuan, and his hand in his sleeve tightened. Mo Qinghuan didn't look at him but just nodded.
She was wondering where Lu Zixiu was going to take her. Was this just a simple dream? Or did it indicate some kind of omen?
Seeing her in a daze, Mu Yanming thought she was thinking about Lu Zixiu. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then lifted his robe and walked out.