The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Ye Xiaohan looked straight at Yun Mujiu after hearing this. He shook his head firmly in the mocking look from the damn girl.

"No need. Mu Mu, go to rest early."

"Why not?" Yun Mujiu asked with a raised eyebrow. For a moment, he looked like a coquettish boy flirting with a girl, except that the genders were swapped.

"I know it's not true." Ye Xiaohan stood up calmly, standing beside the vine flower stand, his slender figure was also a bright spot in the dark night.

Yun Mujiu raised his eyebrows and asked wickedly, "I invited the prince to stay overnight, how did the prince know it was not true?"

"intuition."

"What could have given the prince such an intuition?"

"Your usual behavior."

Hearing this, Yun Mujiu smiled bitterly. Ye Xiaohan almost said it directly. Every time he teased him with the intention of playing tricks, he ended up talking nonsense.

He wanted to trick the horse into staying, but not only did he not give it grass to eat, he didn't even bother to leave the door open for it.

Yun Mujiu made up his mind and held the bouquet of flowers on his head again.

"I'm serious this time. The prince gave me flowers again."

"Okay." Ye Xiaohan said firmly.

"Hey, what's good?" Yun Mujiu suddenly felt a little flustered.

"I will stay, okay." Ye Xiaohan said word by word, not panicking at all.

The snicker on Yun Mujiu's face disappeared instantly, and she realized belatedly that she had fallen into Ye Xiaohan's trap. Ye Xiaohan provoked her with a few words, and she actually jumped into the trap.

Yun Mujiu still wanted to deny it, but he had no chance.

Ye Xiaohan tapped Yun Mujiu's forehead with his fingertips, "Princess, I would be disrespectful to refuse your invitation."

“Actually, the invitation isn’t very enthusiastic,” Yun Mujiu said softly.

Unfortunately, the man seemed not to hear her words and went straight to the bedroom.

Under the dim light, Yun Mujiu looked at the man's tall and cool back and sighed.

She turned around and ordered the servants to go to Huayang Court to get Ye Xiaohan's clothes, and asked them to prepare hot water and utensils for Ye Xiaohan to take a bath. It was night time now, and since Ye Xiaohan was staying overnight, given his obsessive-compulsive nature, he would definitely have to take a bath and change clothes before going to bed. And she could only accept her fate and make the arrangements.

After Yun Mujiu finished giving the order, he did not rush back to his bedroom. Instead, he called Sui Xi, a male guard, to serve Ye Xiaohan. Ye Xiaohan was usually served by his personal guards and male servants, and had never let a maid serve him closely.

Yun Mujiu rushed into the medicine room, worrying about how to face Ye Xiaohan.

It's not like she had never slept with Ye Xiaohan before, but that was mostly under special circumstances. For example, when Ye Xiaohan was sick, she would always be by his side to take care of him, or when Ye Xiaohan was away on business for a long time, the two of them would simply lie in bed and chat about their respective recent situations.

But the situation tonight was different. She and Ye Xiaohan hadn't been so close to each other for a long time - to the point where they could sleep in the same bed.

Half an hour later, Yun Mujiu walked out of the pharmacy with a sad face. Standing at the door was the smiling maid Chunlan.

Chunlan said softly, "Princess, Suixi said the prince has finished bathing. It's getting late, Princess, do you want to bathe now?"

Yun Mujiu nodded. He was going to meet Ye Xiaohan tonight anyway, so he might as well treat it normally. He should just take a shower and sleep.

After taking a bath, she changed into a set of moon-white silk pajamas, pushed open the side door of the bathroom, and walked to the bedroom. The bathroom was next to the bedroom, with a front door and a side door. The front door faced the courtyard, and the side door was connected to the bedroom.

When Yun Mujiu went to take a bath, he went through the main door without having to meet Ye Xiaohan. Now it was time to go back and rest, so he could only go through the side door inevitably.

Entering the house, the lights were dim and there was silence.

She walked through two screens with flowers and birds on them and saw an empty outer room with only two kerosene lamps lit, but there was no sign of the man.

She tiptoed into the room and found a slender figure lying on the bed behind a golden lotus screen made of golden nanmu wood.

It seems that Ye Xiaohan has fallen asleep.

Yun Mujiu blew out a kerosene lamp and then carefully climbed onto the bed.

When I finally lay down, I dared to carefully glance at the people around me.

His sleeping face was silent and calm, as gentle as warm jade, totally unlike his usual icy appearance.

The snow-white collar of his nightgown was revealed outside the thin white silk quilt. The ink painting-like neckline really set off his elegance and temperament.

Yun Mujiu recognized it. This was the ink-dyed silk pajamas she designed for Ye Xiaohan. She didn't expect that Ye Xiaohan would wear the clothes she designed to sleep in her bed.

She couldn't help but curl her lips and smile, then she thought about the time when she fell asleep while reading in the main hall of Huayang Courtyard a few days ago. It seemed like someone was touching her nose with something, which made her feel itchy and her mood unstable.

Her eyes rolled, and she grabbed a strand of hair and swept it across Ye Xiaohan's high nose.

The man wrinkled his nose slightly, and Yun Mujiu's heart trembled, but when he saw that the other person's face did not change at all, he quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

You can’t play this anymore, be careful not to overdo it.

She tucked in the corner of the quilt for Ye Xiaohan, and without pulling it back to cover herself, she then pulled out a peony pillow and placed it vertically between her and Ye Xiaohan.

It's OK. With the quilt wrapped around Ye Xiaohan's body and the pillow separating the two of them, there should be no problem sleeping tonight.

Mu Jiu, who had been working hard for a long time, was finally able to take a rest. He lay down gently, turned over and turned his back to Ye Xiaohan, still curled up in the corner and sleeping.

It was not until Yun Mujiu began to breathe softly and regularly that the man with the beautiful sleeping face opened his eyes, pulled aside his own quilt, and carefully covered the young woman who was sleeping soundly beside him.

The night passed peacefully and they both slept soundly.

In the early morning, the sunlight outside shone in through the window, and Yun Mujiu woke up on time because of his biological clock.

Before his big, hazy eyes fully opened, he subconsciously reached out and patted his side.

empty.

She opened her eyes and realized belatedly that the person next to her was gone.

If she hadn't noticed that the sheets on the edge of the bed were a little wrinkled, she would have really thought that seeing Ye Xiaohan sleeping beside her last night was just a dream.

Yun Mujiu stretched lazily and found that he had been covered with a smooth and soft white silk quilt without knowing when.

...

After daily exercise, Yun Mujiu also came up with an idea. Why did I feel a little sore when I woke up today? Could it be that I slept in a twisted position last night and entangled Ye Xiaohan?

She felt a little embarrassed when she thought of that sexy scene.

The slight soreness from sleeping still remained, and when she thought about it again, she suddenly wondered if she had realized something...

Yun Mujiu changed into a magnolia white dress and appeared in front of Ye Xiaohan. The first thing she said was - "My Lord, you stayed at Qichiyuan last night. Why did I feel sore all over when I woke up the next day?"

She said this quickly and with a hint of mischievous exaggeration.

She was answered by silence.

Yun Mujiu stopped walking just after crossing the threshold and looked around. He then discovered that on one side of the dim light of the bookshelf, there were several people standing with red faces, scratching their heads in embarrassment.

The cold man sitting behind the desk looked at her with a hint of surprise.

Oh my god! Yun Mu was so embarrassed.