After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Wen Zhimiao thanked Yun Zhou for his efforts in his heart.

If there was no Yun Zhou, Su Qingluo might not have been so indulgent towards her?

Or maybe they won't be so relaxed about her education? After all, she is training a future successor.

Wen Zhimiao didn't know that Su Qingluo's indulgence towards her had little to do with Yun Zhou, and it was mainly thanks to her self-exposure.

Shi Wanyue was speechless for a moment when she heard Wen Zhimiao's matter-of-fact words.

"You are so arrogant." Shi Wanyue couldn't help but pinch her little face.

Wen Zhimiao blinked at her and said, "Sister, if I can't be a little arrogant, then I'm really doomed. I'm the prince. If I can't be arrogant, either the powerful ministers will be in power, or the country will be in danger."

"Yes, yes, yes." Shi Wanyue rubbed her little face. If she were those stubborn old ministers, she would also want to beat this guy. He really deserved a beating.

If those old ministers knew what Shi Wanyue was thinking, they would probably refute it. That would not just be a little bit of a beating, but a billion times more of a beating.

Wen Zhimiao moved towards Shi Wanyue and leaned on her shoulder shamelessly.

"Sister, I'm so sleepy."

Shi Wanyue put her arm around her waist: "We're almost there."

Wen Zhimiao leaned against her obediently, and the two of them snuggled together, enjoying the rare tranquility of the day.

Not long after, Chu Qiu came out and said that they had arrived.

Wen Zhimiao got off the carriage first and then handed her hand to Shi Wanyue. Shi Wanyue held her hand and got off the carriage.

The two walked towards the master's residence together. The guards at the door saluted respectfully and said, "Your Highness, Young Lady."

"Thank you for your hard work." Shi Wanyue smiled at the guard at the door.

"Young Lady, you're too polite. This is what we should do." The pay for night watch is a little more, and most of the time there's nothing to do.

Many security guards are eager to do the night shift job.

Shi Wanyue and Wen Zhimiao went straight in. Wen Zhimiao took Shi Wanyue's hand and found her room as if they were familiar with the place.

As soon as she entered, she took off her dirty skirt, leaving only her underwear.

Seeing her like that, Shi Wanyue couldn't help but take off one of her own clothes and put it on her: "There's no charcoal fire in the house yet, it's very cold, what if you catch a cold?"

"Don't you have a sister?" Wen Zhimiao hugged Shi Wanyue tightly.

"Besides, it's really dirty. She wiped her nose on me. Can you tolerate it, sister?" Shi Wanyue's obsession with cleanliness is much higher than Wen Zhimiao's. Wen Zhimiao didn't believe that Shi Wanyue could tolerate it.

Sure enough, Shi Wanyue fell silent.

"Besides, I have a hot temper, not a cold one."

Wen Zhimiao leaned against Shi Wanyue with a smile on her face.

Shi Wanyue pinched the tip of her nose and said, "Okay, I'll have someone bring some hot water."

Wen Zhimiao let her go and nodded obediently: "Okay~"

Shi Wanyue asked someone to get some hot water, while she went to help Wen Zhimiao find clothes that she could wear.

Wen Zhimiao was taller than her, so it was not easy for her to find clothes that fit her perfectly. In the end, she only found a set of clothes that Jiang Yiyu had said he would make for her, but it turned out to be too big. Shi Wanyue couldn't refuse the old man's kindness, so she said that it was clothes to wear to sleep after all, so it didn't matter if it was a little bigger.

Now Wen Zhimiao can barely wear it.

The servant on night watch quickly brought hot water, and Wen Zhimiao obediently went to wash up.

Shi Wanyue's room was big, and her bathroom wasn't small either, so she didn't have to sit behind a screen like she did at the inn, nor did she have to watch her swaying figure or hear the sound of running water.

A lot less embarrassment.

Wen Zhimiao came out of the shower and washed her hair. She saw Shi Wanyue reading a book, so she walked over and took the book away from her: "Sister, it's late now. The light is not good and reading will hurt your eyes."

"Besides, you don't need to take the science exam anymore, so why are you still working so hard?"

Seeing that she was only wearing a thin undershirt, Shi Wanyue knew that she was in good health and was not afraid of the cold, but she was still worried that she would catch a cold, so she wrapped a coat around her and said, "Although you don't have to take the imperial examinations anymore, the Censorate has a lot of work to do. I always have to put in some effort to keep up with my colleagues. Otherwise, I won't understand what others say."

"That doesn't matter for a while. Stop reading and go take a shower. Hurry up. You have to get up early for work tomorrow. I won't go to work."

Hearing Wen Zhimiao's words, Shi Wanyue couldn't help but look at her dimly. Some people are just so good at attracting hatred.

"Okay, I'll go, you just dry your hair and don't be lazy."

Wen Zhimiao nodded obediently.

This was the bad thing about ancient times: hair was difficult to dry after washing, so one could only wipe it oneself over and over again, using different towels.

When Shi Wanyue came out of the shower, Wen Zhimiao's hair was half dry, so Shi Wanyue also washed her hair.

Wen Zhimiao went over to help her wipe her hair: "Sister, why do you want to wash it so late? Anyway, you wear an official hat when you go to work, and no one knows whether you have washed it or not."

Shi Wanyue chuckled and said, "If you don't get up early with me, then I will punish you by making you help me dry my hair."

Wen Zhimiao lowered his head and kissed her: "Okay, Lord Censor."

"Stop yelling, I'm just a small official in the Censorate, I can't bear this title."

"It's only a matter of time. Can't I call out earlier? No one else can hear it." Wen Zhimiao was unreasonable anyway.

Shi Wanyue couldn't help but shook her head: "It's too early for you."

It would take her at least ten years to be worthy of the title of Lord Censor if she follows the normal promotion procedure.

"I don't care." Wen Zhimiao looked like he didn't care.

Shi Wanyue was too lazy to argue with her and let her wipe her hair, but she was really too sleepy.

Wen Zhimiao had just wiped her half dry when she couldn't help but fell asleep in Wen Zhimiao's arms.

Looking down at the person in his arms, Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but secretly kiss her lips.

After the kiss, I still felt guilty.

He picked up Shi Wanyue carefully and put a dry towel under her head.

I continued to wipe her hair slowly. After all, it was quite cold now and it was easy to catch a cold if you sleep with wet hair.

By the time Shi Wanyue's hair was almost dry, Wen Zhimiao's own hair was almost dry too. It was only two hours before Shi Wanyue had to get up, and that was because she didn't have to go to the morning court.

Wen Zhimiao held Shi Wanyue in his arms. After taking a bath and washing her hair, Shi Wanyue smelled fragrant. Wen Zhimiao liked her very much. It seemed that the winter was not so cold when he held her in his arms.

Of course, winter is not so bad for her in this life, after all, her physical condition is pretty good.

Wen Zhimiao hugged Shi Wanyue tightly and did not let go until Shi Wanyue woke up.

When Shi Wanyue opened her eyes and saw Wen Zhimiao's face, she was still a little dazed.

After a moment's pause, she remembered that Wen Zhimiao had stayed at her place last night.

I have to thank He Yuanyao, otherwise Wen Zhimiao wouldn't have been so shameless as to come and stay overnight at Shi Wanyue's place.