The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

In Huayang Courtyard, a row of ancient sycamore trees stand beside the inner courtyard wall.

Ye Xiaohan held a long sword and waved it under the tree. Silver light flashed, his clothes fluttered, and occasionally green leaves fell.

This was the scene Wei Bai and Du Ziheng saw when they chased out. They swallowed the bitterness in their hearts. The prince was always like this, cold and stubborn. Sometimes they really wished he could be less stubborn. Although they might not be able to help, they at least wanted to have a chance to show their concern for him.

As the two brothers looked at each other, they thought of someone else.

"Oh! By the way, the princess is an exception in the prince's heart! Naturally, she is different from us men." Wei Baixiao said.

"That's right." Du Ziheng frowned and whispered, "But have you forgotten? The princess cannot be told about the Lord of the Underworld." They can't drag the princess into the game for no reason.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet and the two looked at each other in silence.

In the courtyard, which was slightly chilly in the early morning, the only sound was the rustling sound of sharp swords cutting through the air.

"Your Highness!" A voice as clear as a bell broke the silence in the courtyard.

Yun Mujiu held up the hem of her skirt and ran towards Ye Xiaohan.

Ye Xiaohan sheathed his sword and turned to face Yun Mujiu.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Yun Mujiu thought for a moment and said mischievously, "I can't sleep that well without the prince."

Ye Xiaohan's cold, hard facial lines twitched, then softened a little. Wei Bai and Du Ziheng, clinging to the pillars of the corridor, peered out and saw the sudden change in Ye Wang's expression. They couldn't help but sigh, "It's better that the princess is here!"

Ye Xiaohan didn't say anything to Yun Mujiu, but lightly tapped Yun Mujiu's forehead with his fingertips.

Yun Mujiu exaggeratedly pretended to be in pain, then looked at Ye Xiaohan and asked with concern, "Where's the prince? Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah." Someone said coldly.

"What does 'hmm' mean? It's not clear enough, I don't understand." Yun Mujiu said mischievously.

"It's okay." Someone added further.

"Oh..." Yun Mujiu blinked and translated himself, "It seems that I didn't sleep well. The prince really still needs me."

Ye Xiaohan paused, then continued walking forward. A breeze rustled the sycamore trees behind him.

Yun Mujiu walked beside him, staring at his profile: "Why does your expression look a little strange?"

Ye Xiaohan's grip on the sword tightened, and Yun Mujiu's voice came to his ears: "I see."

"What did you see?" he asked, tilting his head.

"Your face is a little pale." Yun Mujiu said.

Ye Xiaohan shook his head slightly and paused, "Maybe it's because of poor sleep."

"It's not just that. I'm afraid His Majesty has been too busy lately and is exhausted." Yun Mujiu pulled Ye Xiaohan's light purple sleeve and said seriously, "Of course, the look on His Majesty's face tells me something else."

"Ok?"

"The prince's face says: 'Without Mu Mu, Xiao Xiao can't sleep well.'"

Ye Xiaohan was stunned, then suddenly realized something, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was not obvious, but Yun Mujiu, who had been staring at him, noticed it and also smiled.

Ye Xiaohan raised his lip and said, "Okay, when you are well again, we will sleep together every day."

Someone: Embarrassing.

A certain girl was sometimes bold and sometimes timid. The bold girl turned her head away at this moment, not daring to look directly at Ye Xiaohan, but nodded quickly. Occasionally, she would worry about this man. If this man stayed by her side all the time, she would feel more at ease, right?

Okay, then I’ll sleep every day.

The couple got along so well that even Wei Bo and Du Ziheng in the corner had tears in their eyes. Oh, love is still good. Love soothes the heart and is a good medicine.

Ye Xiaohan entered the study, Yun Mujiu took his sword and hung it back on the bookshelf.

After hanging it up, he took out a snow-white handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Ye Xiaohan.

"This is a new, clean handkerchief. Your Highness, wipe your sweat."

Ye Xiaohan took it and held Yun Mujiu's slender wrist: "Are you still sore?"

Yun Mujiu shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ye Xiaohan stared at Yun Mujiu's expression and saw that it didn't seem fake. "If you feel any more pain, come and ask me for a massage."

Yun Mujiu smiled, and seeing that Ye Xiaohan had not yet taken her handkerchief, she took the initiative to wipe the sweat from Ye Xiaohan's forehead.

She stood on tiptoe, but Ye Xiaohan bent down and leaned towards her.

As soon as Yun Mujiu wiped the sweat off his face, Ye Xiaohan put his big hands around Yun Mujiu's waist and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Yun Mujiu was stunned for a moment, then took the initiative to hug Ye Xiaohan tightly, burying her little face in Ye Xiaohan's neck.

The unique cedar scent of Ye Xiaohan filled her nose, and her cheeks also had a different feeling.

Ice cold.

Xiaoxiao's skin temperature seemed to be colder than before.

Yun Mujiu nuzzled into Ye Xiaohan's arms like a kitten, her cheeks warm against his cold skin. She often went out without makeup, so there was no need to worry about her makeup staining our noble Night King.

Ye Xiaohan's body stiffened, but he quickly restrained himself.

"Xiao Xiao, I don't know why I always feel inexplicably worried about you sometimes. I don't know if I'm overthinking it." Yun Mujiu's voice was soft, and he continued to speak alone: "Maybe it's because you either went north or went out of town for business recently. You were busy outside for many days, and I couldn't help but worry about you at home."

Ye Xiaohan's eyebrows moved slightly, and his big hand moved up from Yun Mujiu's waist, and finally patted Yun Mujiu's thin back.

"I'll be fine, don't worry, Mumu."

"That's right. Xiaoxiao has great magical powers and superhuman abilities. How could she be in trouble?" Yun Mujiu pondered for a moment and said, "If Xiaoxiao really is in trouble, it doesn't matter. I'm still here, right?"

"Hmm..." Ye Xiaohan hugged Yun Mujiu tighter and tighter. Their bodies were close and their hearts were beating fast.

He thought to himself: This king still has you...

...

Before noon, a luxurious carriage drove out of the Night King's Palace, passed through several busy streets, and finally arrived at the northern part of the capital, a relatively prosperous area near the suburbs.

On the busy street, three buildings with exquisite decoration stand out.

There are large, ancient plaques hanging on the doors of the buildings, with the names of their respective buildings engraved in a free and elegant style.

They are: Herb Hall, Laurel Building, and Hundred Flowers Garden.

This was Yun Mujiu's newest branch in the capital. She had already planned to open three new branches in the north, southeast, and southwest of the capital, but had put them on hold for a few days, hoping to get them ready for business.

Today is indeed a good day. The sky is high and the sun is mild. There is even a cool breeze blowing in the air from time to time.

Yun Mujiu pulled Ye Xiaohan onto the platform in front of the store. She briefly said a few words about the opening and said no more. Everyone already knew the exquisiteness of the Hundred Flowers Garden in Herb Hall and Laurel Tower, so she didn't need to introduce it in detail like she did when the new store first opened.

Many people who came here for the sake of its reputation gathered near the new store, and the streets were full of people, and the shops along the street were also crowded.

Even if people can't squeeze to the front to get close to the new store, they will still find a seat somewhere else to enjoy the excitement.

Yun Mujiu’s new store is opening, how can you not come and see it!

Yun Mujiu and Ye Xiaohan attended the opening ceremony like a fairy couple, how could people not feel novel and amazed!

Awww, they want to see Prince Ye and Princess Ye!