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Zishu Hexuan wanted to open her head to see what she was thinking, but when he turned around and saw the dark circles under her eyes, he was instantly speechless.

Considering how busy she has been day and night these past two days, I just couldn't bring myself to say no.

I don't know what this man is after. From Qin Mansion to his Prince's Mansion, from the outer city to the inner city,

If you are so tired, you should go back and rest. He can wait, it's not like he can't wait...

"I have to attend the morning court tomorrow, you..."

Hearing that he was about to give in, Meng Jiao quickly climbed up the pole and walked towards the couch.

Ever since I kissed him, my body felt like it was surrounded by warmth and I felt really sleepy.

As soon as she lay down and pulled the quilt over her, and said a few simple words, Meng Jiao felt her eyelids start to twitch uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, my lord. I won't let anyone else know.

But next time, remember to leave a door or a wall for me alone. If you keep knocking out your people, I won’t compensate you…”

Her action caught Zishu and Hexuan off guard.

From getting up to lying on the bed and then covering himself with the quilt, it was all done in one go.

He even felt that she hadn't finished her words yet and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

He must have been on the battlefield. His sleep quality is really enviable...

But, is this man a general?

She was defenseless in front of an outsider like him, and she wasn't afraid that he would do something bad to her...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of what she said before that she was not joking with him...

Zishu Hexuan shook his head violently, trying to get rid of this absurd idea.

It was just really strange. The more he tried not to think about it, the more those words kept circling in his mind.

With a cold face, he strode out the door, thinking that he would take a nap and stop having these random thoughts.

He was just repeating this boring life, and was a little uncomfortable with it being suddenly disrupted.

Tomorrow, tomorrow everything will be back to normal...

The moment I opened the door, raindrops mixed with cold air and the smell of damp earth hit my nose.

He shuddered unconsciously, and suddenly remembered that the servants serving in the study were knocked unconscious by someone, and it seemed that even the quilt on the couch was a thin summer style...

Thinking of this, he sighed helplessly, turned around and found a new quilt to help her change.

Staring at the heartless person sleeping on the bed, Zishu Hexuan felt a little unbalanced for the first time in his life.

However, someone who is asleep is completely different from the person in the daytime, without any edges or corners.

With his eyes closed, his body curled up unconsciously, a bit like an insecure child.

"Huh...enemy..."

----

The next morning, Zishu Hexuan quickly arranged his court clothes as usual.

Qi Cheng, who had been waiting beside him but not daring to get close, saw that he was about to leave. He wanted to say something but hesitated for several times. Finally, he hesitated and spoke before his master raised his foot.

"Master, that person... um, left something for you, how should I deal with it?"

Hearing this, Zishu Hexuan paused, looked at the sky outside which was not yet bright, and turned to look at him in confusion.

"When did she leave? What?"

"I got up at 3:30 pm and left the study half an hour later, but I came back just now and handed this paper bag to my subordinate.

I was worried that there was something wrong, but after a careful inspection, I found that they were just ordinary yam cakes and lily cakes sold in Xiao City."

As Qi Cheng spoke, he held up the warm paper bag with both hands and handed it to his prince.

Zishu Hexuan frowned. He had slept for less than an hour, but that person thought he was invincible.

He took it, stuffed it into his sleeve casually, and walked out of the mansion.

Before getting on the carriage, he suddenly thought of something, frowned and told Qi Cheng abruptly,

"Next time she gives you something, just give it directly to me."

"Yes, I understand."

Looking at the rapidly falling curtain, Qi Cheng scratched his head in confusion.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that his grandfather seemed a little angry.

It can't be because he checked that person's things, right?

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At the Qin family, Meng Jiao, who had just finished her morning exercise, simply washed herself and put on the men's clothes she had prepared earlier.

Thinking back to the energy generated when he was dancing with the spear just now, a bold guess quietly grew in his mind.

However, thinking of a certain prince's busy schedule, he could only put the idea aside for the time being.

Meng Jiao took a few fresh carrots from the kitchen, washed them, and strode towards the stable.

When passing the outer courtyard on the way, he inadvertently saw Qin Nangui being dragged to the carriage by his sister-in-law.

Calculating the time, it is indeed time for the little brat to go to school.

It's just that she just came back these two days and it's a rare opportunity for her to rest. Given my sister-in-law's personality, she's not the type of person who would be reluctant to even give a little kid a day off.

Although she thought so in her heart, after all, it was her sister-in-law who was educating the child herself, so even if she had any doubts, she could only suppress them temporarily.

Let's wait until we get the information from Qian Kun's investigation...

As soon as she stepped into the stable, Meng Jiao heard the groaning sound of her own horse. She guessed without thinking that Wu Shuang might have smelled her scent.

Sometimes she worried that one day the horse would become too human-like and suddenly start talking.

Wushuang was a wild horse she met when she was sixteen years old and returning from the war. When she first saw him, she estimated that he was only a few months old.

The foal was stranded in a quagmire, unable to move, and there was no sign of the big horse around.

When the horse was rescued from the mud, it was shivering all over and had severe hypothermia.

After the military doctor examined the animal, he said that it was probably because the mare had abandoned it and it had no food, and the temperature of the mud was low, so it was estimated that even if it was taken back, it would not survive for a few days.

After all, medicinal herbs were already in short supply in the army at the time, and the soldiers had to carry them with them, let alone give precious medicine to an unhealthy horse.

Strangely enough, Meng Jiao thought she had lost all her sympathy after killing so many people.

But when she came into contact with the horse's big, bright eyes filled with tears, she unexpectedly softened her heart.

With the mentality of giving it a try, she took advantage of the time when she was camping to rest to clean the mud off its body bit by bit, and fed all the few dry food and water she had to the little creature, thinking that the rest would depend on its luck.

During a lunch break, the pony's condition had obviously improved a little without being restrained by the mud, but it still couldn't get up after trying again and again.

When the army finished its repairs and was ready to leave, Meng Jiao waited and waited, but finally couldn't bear to watch any longer.

Unexpectedly, she had only taken a few steps when she felt a slight pulling sensation on her waist.

When she looked back again, the foal, which had been unable to get up just now, actually caught up with her in its anxiety.

From then on, she took it back to the tent,

When it was young, she watched over it almost day and night, sometimes even sleeping in the stable.

Fortunately, after her care, the once weak foal never got sick again and grew stronger day by day.

Originally, Meng Jiao wanted to name it "Taxue" because it was completely black except for its two front hooves which were white.

Unexpectedly, the little guy seemed to understand. During that period, he was so upset that he refused to eat even his favorite wild apples, so the idea of ​​naming him was put on hold.

Later, I learned that it was a rare cross between a Arabian horse and a Mongolian horse. Although it looked only slightly bigger than an ordinary horse, its endurance was much better than that of a purebred Arabian horse.

She then thought of another name for it, "Wushuang".

Fortunately, the little guy did not object this time, and the name has been used ever since.

The carrot in her hand was eaten piece by piece. Meng Jiao glanced at the horses in the palace that were cowering in the corner because of her fright. The most pitiful one among them was staring at a patch of white with its head, facing the wall as if it was thinking about its mistakes.

Meng Jiao jokingly took the remaining half of the carrot and forced Wu Shuang to brush her teeth, deliberately not letting her eat it.

"They are just white. You can't stop other horses from being white just because you are not white, right?"

"Chichi~" (I'm just a pony, I don't understand what you are saying~)