The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

When Ye Xiaohan saw Yun Mujiu, he discovered that she was leading people to cover the swing frame in the yard with a rain cloth.

He strode over and covered Yun Mujiu firmly with the rain cloth on the top of the swing.

Turning back, I looked at the girl and found that her clothes were clean and there were no raindrops on them.

"Why is it necessary?" The swing frame can be rebuilt if it is broken.

"Of course." Yun Mujiu smiled and said softly, "This is the swing set that the prince gave me. Of course I have to cherish it."

Ye Xiaohan rubbed Yun Mujiu's black head and smiled silently.

"I will give it to Mu Mu in the future, something that Mu Mu likes."

"Mumu?" Yun Mujiu tilted his head. "Because it's 'Mumu', that's why it's 'Mumu'. The prince gave me a wooden operating room, a wooden greenhouse, and a wooden swing. Everything is made of wood."

Ye Xiaohan was amused by Yun Mujiu's unique understanding and replied, "It's OK to be Mumu, but it's also OK not to be Mumu."

Yun Mujiu was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"I can give you more than just wooden things." Ye Xiaohan pinched her little face and said, "I can also give Mu Mu things made of iron, ceramic, and copper."

Yun Mujiu thought about it for a moment and understood the joke from His Majesty the Night King.

She said, "Then I want meat."

"Huh?" Someone couldn't keep up with Yun Mujiu's lively rhythm.

"I don't want anything, I want meat." Yun Mujiu hugged Ye Xiaohan's strong arms and teased, "The prince of meat!"

Isn't the man made of flesh right in front of her? She's not stupid. If she doesn't want the peerless handsome man in front of her, will she want something else?

Ye Xiaohan's mind worked quickly, and he quickly understood Yun Mujiu's teasing. It turned out that this girl wanted him.

He lowered his head, leaned close to the girl's ear and said, "Okay, I'll give you everything Mu Mu wants..."

The warm orchid-like breath blew against Yun Mujiu's ears, making him feel numb, tingling and itchy. Yun Mujiu's face immediately turned red.

With a cry of "Ah", he let go of Ye Xiaohan's arm, stepped firmly on the rain-soaked lawn, turned around and walked towards the corridor outside the house.

She walked quickly, but still heard the refreshing laughter coming from behind her.

Ye Xiaohan, was he laughing out loud? What a rare sight.

Yun Mujiu's cheeks were flushed red, and he couldn't help but look back. His face became even redder, so red that it seemed like blood was about to drip out.

Oh my god, Ye Xiaohan looks so handsome when he smiles!

A cool breeze blew, and Ye Xiaohan's cold eyebrows and eyes reflected a faint red hue under the stronger light of the afternoon, and brought out the friendly and charming smile of a refreshing young man.

Not far away, the servants who had retreated to the corner were filled with horror. It was rare to hear the prince laughing, which was even rarer than seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Yun Mujiu was lost in the smile of the handsome man. At this moment, she knew that her heart was beating violently not only because of the man's appearance, but also because it was that man who made her heart beat wildly.

If a person falls in love with a handsome man, then wouldn't Mu Jiu be a promiscuous and unfaithful woman?

Ye Xiaohan walked towards Yun Mujiu, took Yun Mujiu's hand and walked forward.

"Let's go, my familiar-looking princess."

"Where are you going?" someone asked blankly, still in shock. She hadn't even realized that the phrase "your face is so cooked" was a teasing of her blushing face.

"Go and choose some clothes and jewelry. I've had someone prepare a new batch for you."

This afternoon, Ye Xiaohan sent many new and gorgeous clothes, as well as sets of exquisite and luxurious jewelry to match the clothes.

He sat aside with a cup of tea, watching Yun Mujiu try on one outfit after another.

Once again, Ye Xiaohan smiled faintly.

"Mu Jiu looks good in anything she wears."

"Really?" Yun Mujiu shook his lotus-patterned sleeves, adding a hint of mischief. "Do I look good in anything? So what if I wear tattered beggar's clothes?"

Ye Xiaohan did not answer, but waved his hand, and Chunlan and Xia He, who were tidying up Yun Mujiu's clothes, stepped aside.

Ye Xiaohan took a big step, walked up to Yun Mujiu and whispered.

"The princess looks good in anything she wears."

Yun Mujiu's ears turned red again, and he roared in his heart: Damn it, why does Ye Xiaohan's voice have to be so beautiful!

"Of course...it looks good even without wearing it." Someone continued suddenly.

Yun Mujiu opened his pair of distinct black and white eyes wide, staring at Ye Xiaohan with anger and shyness.

"you!"

"Haha..." His Majesty the Night King laughed out loud again, a rare moment.

Yun Mujiu almost suspected that Ye Xiaohan had been possessed by someone else. Or perhaps, Ye Xiaohan had a split personality, creating a sinister man who always teased her and laughed heartily.

Of course, she only thought so. She knew that the man in front of her was the real and authentic Night King, but in front of her, the man would occasionally reveal another side of his heart.

That's great! This proves that the relationship between them is getting better and better...

Before the Yuexi Palace Banquet, the interior of the Night Prince's Mansion was peaceful and harmonious, while the outside world became increasingly lively and even chaotic at one point.

Countless people took action, waiting for the arrival of the Yuexi Palace Banquet.

Tonight, countless officials from other places and their families arrived in the capital.

The next day, another large group of officials and their families arrived anxiously.

At the same time, a large palace banquet has been prepared inside the palace, waiting for the day to arrive.

On the third day, the Moonlit Palace Banquet arrived, and countless officials brought their families to the palace gate, ready to line up to enter the palace.

Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu were still staying in the palace and had no intention of leaving in a hurry.

Ye Xiaohan was wearing a black robe with golden silk python, a golden crown in his hair, and looked handsome.

He stood outside Yun Mujiu's bedroom and asked, "Is the princess done with her makeup?"

A pair of cold eyes seemed to carry a hint of anticipation.