The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

After finishing other things, Yun Mujiu finally had a long period of free time to himself.

When people have some free time, they often think about the person buried deep in their hearts.

The first person Yun Mujiu thought of was Ye Xiaohan. She didn't know how busy he was outside. He didn't write her a letter or send her a message. What was going on?

But on second thought, the last time Ye Xiaohan went away he only wrote to her frequently. Now Ye Xiaohan has only been away for a few days, so there is no need to exchange letters with her, and there are not so many important and new things to write in the letter.

Yun Mujiu thought about it, and dismissed the thought of wanting Ye Xiaohan to reply to his letter.

She smiled helplessly, and secretly smiled bitterly in her heart: Ye Xiaohan had only been gone for a few days, but she had already habitually missed him. If he went to the battlefield day and night, he would be gone for several months, and she would be so homesick.

Yun Mujiu is not a person without independent self-thoughts. She has her own independent personality and thoughts, but she also has the little thoughts of a little girl. When she first fell in love, she would naturally be more likely to think about the situation of her lover. Of course, she is also a person who specializes in relatives. Once she has identified such a person, she will naturally create a unique position for that person in her heart, so she always cares about the dynamic situation of that person.

When the night fell completely, Yun Mujiu took a bath, changed her clothes, and put on the ink-wash dress she designed herself.

The finest frontier silk material was a gift from her grandfather. She designed a set of gorgeous clothes for herself and Ye Xiaohan respectively, and used the remaining material to make some undergarments and pajamas.

The brilliance of an ink painting is smudged on the smooth natural silk pajamas, and the thick black hair falls naturally on the slender shoulders.

Yun Mujiu sat in front of the dressing mirror, holding a jade and pearl comb, combing the ends of her long hair intermittently.

She has a slim back and waist-length hair.

Yun Mujiu originally had two strands of hair on both sides of her face that were as short as her chin. At that time, she wanted to stop His Majesty the Night King from taking a medicinal bath, and Wei Song's sword cut off a section of her long hair. Later, she simply cut the long hair on the other side short, into a princess hairstyle that was common in later generations. After a few months, the two strands of hair had grown to her chest.

Outside the carved window coffin, the chirping of summer insects in the distance occasionally rang out, echoing back in waves of subtle sounds.

Yun Mujiu had heard that horrible "hissing" sound in the house a few months ago, and he had never heard it again since then. It can be seen that the Night King's anti-snake measures were still very good.

Yun Mujiu knew that Ye Xiaohan not only selected snake-proof flowers and plants to plant in the Qichi Courtyard, but also sent people to take care of the flowers and plants from time to time. If there were snakes crawling in from other places occasionally, those horrible creatures would definitely be caught and dealt with.

After all, Yun Mujiu, who is fearless, will no longer be scared by snakes.

As Yun Mujiu thought about it, the expression on his face became a little vague, as if he was lost in recalling the past.

"Princess, what's on your mind?" Fuso asked.

Tonight, Fusang, the female guard, is on duty, and it will be her turn to guard outside Yun Mujiu's room later. Suixi is a male guard and usually does not enter Yun Mujiu's boudoir.

"Yeah." Yun Mujiu nodded, looking out the window at the dark night, without saying a word.

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Fuso asked with concern.

Yun Mujiu chuckled, shook his head helplessly, and said jokingly:

"You are younger than me, and you are still a girl who has never been in love. I want to tell you, what should you do?"

To put it bluntly, Fuso is a completely inexperienced girl. If she were to talk to Fuso about love matters, Fuso would probably feel embarrassed.

Fusang did not show any fear after hearing this. Instead, he was somewhat confident. He puffed out his chest and said proudly, "It's different. Although I have no experience, I am also a person with some knowledge. Maybe I can give you some advice and enlighten you."

Yun Mujiu finally laughed out loud, amused by Fusang's cute words. As she laughed, she felt a very low and depressed feeling in her heart suddenly relaxed.

She smiled and said, "I don't have anything to do. I just feel too bored recently. We have been staying in the capital, and I feel a little bored. When you are bored, you may easily think about all sorts of things. In addition, the prince has always been by my side, so it is inevitable that I miss the prince a little bit."

Fuso heard the words, thought about it, and quickly understood what the woman in front of him was thinking.

One idea? It is that if people stay in one place for a long time, they will inevitably feel bored.

Fusang also had this idea. Although she had been wandering around the streets of the capital city all year round, she would go out of the city from time to time to travel to other places. After she followed Yun Mujiu, she always followed Yun Mujiu.

Fusang knew in her heart that the princess was not a woman who liked to fight for power in the palace. To be more specific, the princess should be longing for a freer space where she could travel freely. The princess had told them before that women should not be limited to a world of four directions, but should focus on the longer-term and broader world.

As for another thought in Yun Mujiu's mind? She was probably used to Ye Xiaohan always being in the environment where she lived, so she couldn't help but always thinking about Ye Xiaohan when he was out.

Fusang took the jade and pearl comb from Yun Mujiu's hand and combed Yun Mujiu's loose hair.

She spoke softly while combing her hair.

"Princess, I understand. Although I cannot completely empathize with you, I can roughly understand your feelings."

"Oh? What did you mean?" Yun Mujiu was a little surprised that this little girl could guess her thoughts so delicately.

Fuso did not hide too much and poured out all his thoughts.

After hearing this, Yun Mujiu turned his head to look at the little girl's expression.

She didn't say much, but after thinking for a while, she said something.

"You're pretty much right."

Facing this little girl who had not yet grown up, Yun Mujiu never intended to ask her to accept the concerns in his heart.

In other words, most of the time, Fuso is like a little sister in her eyes, so sometimes she would not let Fuso worry about some things.

Of course, she would first silently bear and quietly solve the things that she could solve by herself. At the same time, she would not vent all the negative emotions that she might occasionally have on the people around her.

Yun Mujiu did not let Fusang comfort her, but she herself said some comforting words first.