Surprise!!! The Regent Princess is actually a hidden boss

After asking Yin Ling to prepare a bath, I realized belatedly that I seemed to have been too accommodating to her.

Maybe it's because I can always see the shadow of Yue'er in her, so I am a little more tolerant towards her.

But a few days ago, I asked someone to check her past, and it seemed to be different from what she said. It is said that Chu Xiaozhu and Chu Yutao in the mansion bullied her a lot in the past few years, but I didn't see her lose her temper.

And he remembered that the first time he saw her was at the foot of the mountain of Zhaohua Temple, and she was crying. Which one is the real her?

Mo Yinan felt that he could never see through her.

I thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. I simply gave up thinking about it. I thought that I would find some clues after spending more time with him.

At this time, Yin Ling also pushed the water back.

After pouring everything into the wooden barrel, he stood aside and said, "My Lord, the water is ready."

"Well. You go down."

About a quarter of an hour later, Mo Yinan had already finished washing up, changed into clean clothes, and then walked towards Luoyanju.

When Shuang Ning and the others saw the prince coming over, they quickly saluted.

Mo Yinan saw that the room was dark, and asked in confusion: "It shouldn't be late now, right? The princess went to bed so early?"

"Your Highness, the princess must be tired from looking at the account books today. When I went in to pour tea for her more than an hour ago, I found that she had fallen asleep, so I didn't disturb her to rest. She should still be sleeping on the table now. Please go in and take a look."

"Yeah." Mo Yinan didn't think much after hearing this, he gently pushed the door open and walked in. The room was dark, which made it difficult for him to see the layout inside.

Afraid that the light from outside would disturb her, she quickly turned around and closed the door. Then she stood at the door until she got used to it and could roughly see what was going on inside. Only then did she begin to look at the scene inside the house.

Chu Qianyu was seen sleeping on the table not far away. The man who was usually very vigilant didn't even notice him coming in.

Mo Yinan walked towards her slowly. With the weak moonlight shining in from the window, he could see her face clearly. Her cheek was slightly squeezed because it was resting on her arm, causing her lips to purse slightly. It was different from usual.

If I continue to tolerate her sleeping like this, I'm afraid I'll be sore all over when I wake up.

He shook his head helplessly and was about to pat her awake, but when he saw her sleeping face, he couldn't put his hand down.

"Hey!" Mo Yinan sighed softly, walked behind her, and carefully picked her up. He walked to the bed and put her down properly. Then he was ready to get up and covered her with the quilt beside her.

Seeing that she still had no sign of waking up, Mo Yinan couldn't help but feel suspicious. After all, she was the leader of Xuan Yue Sect. Logically speaking, a killer shouldn't sleep so deeply.

But after this series of actions, she didn't show any sign of waking up. Was she pretending?

Mo Yinan couldn't help but want to test it out when he thought of this. He stood up straight and looked him up and down, wondering how to test it out better.

Suddenly I remembered that when I was a child, I went hunting in the forest with Yue'er. It rained heavily that night and we couldn't come back, so we rested in the cave for a night.

The two were very tired that day, but one person had to stay behind to watch over the place in the deep mountains, so he let Yue'er rest first.

Probably in the second half of the night, when he was about to ask her to get up so that he could rest, he suddenly had an idea. He picked up a strand of hair and slid it around her neck. Her immediate reaction was to grab the hair and put it in her mouth and bite it.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, not knowing why he suddenly remembered this matter. But looking at Chu Qianyu's sleeping face, the things he just remembered started to cycle in his mind over and over again.

Then he bent down and picked up a strand of her hair that was scattered on the bed and slid it towards her neck.

Chu Qianyu was sleeping soundly. She raised her hand and bit the hair sliding down her neck out of habit. She turned over and continued to sleep.

But Mo Yinan seemed to be struck by lightning at this moment, his mind went blank. If the two of them had similar personalities, why were their habits also exactly the same?

Could it be that Yue'er told Chu Qianyu all these habits when she asked her to take her place?

No, no.

Mo Yinan rejected it immediately. People are least alert when they are sleeping. If it wasn't a habit he already had, he would never be able to do it so naturally.

What the hell does this happen?

I thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

I'd rather not think about it anymore and just ask her tomorrow morning.

Then he sat down gently and lay down in the empty space on the outside.

But I couldn't fall asleep tonight. My eyes were as big as bells. Although I persuaded myself not to think about it for the time being, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

Mo Yinan turned around and looked at her from behind. They were so close that he could even smell her faint fragrance. This fragrance seemed to have a soothing effect.

I fell asleep without realizing it.

When he woke up the next day, Mo Yinan opened his eyes first and saw that his hand was on Chu Qianyu's waist and she was resting her head on his other arm. The two of them were leaning against each other in an extremely intimate posture.

Mo Yinan couldn't help but feel a little dry in his mouth, and he felt something soft in his arms.

...

He swallowed and forced himself to calm down.

He carefully pulled his arm out from under Chu Qianyu. Perhaps his arm was numb, so his movement was a little rough. Chu Qianyu let out a moan, turned around, and actually snuggled into his arms and continued to sleep.

Mo Yinan was suddenly embarrassed. He took a deep breath, but still couldn't help his heart beating faster.

There was no doubt that he couldn't continue sleeping at this moment, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that his whole body would become stiff.

Thinking of this, he no longer intended to be gentle with her. He simply pushed her away and sat up.

Chu Qianyu opened her eyes in a daze, as if she was a little angry for being woken up from her sound sleep. She saw a man sitting in front of her. Before her brain could react, her feet kicked out first.

Mo Yinan was kicked unexpectedly and fell directly to the ground.

I saw him lying straight on the ground.

Chu Qianyu finally came to his senses and remembered who he had just kicked.

"Chu Qianyu! What are you doing!" Mo Yinan's gritting teeth voice came from the ground.

"Ah. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You just woke me up and I didn't react for a moment...are you okay?" Chu Qianyu quickly sat up and prepared to go forward to help him.

Mo Yinan jumped up with his hands on the ground, looking at her with a face as dark as the bottom of a pot, as if he wanted to break the leg she had just kicked him with.

"I really didn't mean it. I always slept alone before, and it took me some time to get used to you suddenly coming over here." Chu Qianyu looked at his big, innocent eyes flashing, and said with some guilt.

"You still think you're right!" Mo Yinan said gritting his teeth.

"Hehe." Chu Qianyu smiled awkwardly.

Then I realized something was wrong, and then I remembered how I got to the bed. Wasn't I lying on the table before?

So he looked at Mo Yinan and asked tentatively: "You brought me here last night?"

"That's a nice thought. You sleepwalked here." Mo Yinan said unhappily, then turned and walked out the door.

When he reached the door, he continued, "Hurry up and pack up. We will go to the front hall later. Don't be late for the ancestor worship today."

After saying that, he opened the door and left without looking back.