Her Majesty the Queen is also running away from home today

Shang Lu watched helplessly as Bai Ying was dragged into the house.

A tidy, thin and weak woman walked in front, holding the person behind who made a mess of herself with one hand, not caring about the mud on her body.

And the one at the back was like a little daughter-in-law, without refuting a word, obediently followed the woman and walked up.

It wasn't until the two of them reached the stairs and turned the corner that they couldn't even see their backs, then Shang Lu slowly closed his slightly opened mouth with his hands.

Although we haven't known each other for long, as far as Shanglu is concerned, Baiying doesn't look like such a well-behaved person.

Could it be that this person is Bai Ying's nemesis?

While thinking about it, Shang Lu numbly took the key from the shopkeeper and walked upstairs slowly.

Jing Mo booked two adjacent rooms, and she and Bai Ying went up first to the room next to the stairs.

So before Shang Lu entered the room, he had to pass by Jing Mo and Bai Ying's room.

The door of Baiying's and Jingmo's room was ajar, and there were only occasional conversations, and Shang Lu glanced inside as he passed by.

Bai Ying stood behind the table, looking at her friend warily, holding the hem of her tattered coat with one hand, as if she was afraid that she would pounce on her immediately.

Jing Mo laughed and said, and really stopped moving, but reconfirmed: "Do you really want me to help you?"

"No need." Bai Ying quickly shook her head, held back for a long time, and added, "Don't get dirty."

Compared with Jing Mo, who was neat and tidy, as if she had just come out of some palace, Her Majesty, who was born in a palace, seemed to have crawled out of a slum at this moment.

So the first thing Jing Mo did when he entered the door was to ask the waiter to fetch water.

In the past, it was not possible to make things so miserable in the past, but now that the world is prosperous and peaceful, Jing Mo can't persuade himself to accept the majestic empress appearing in front of people with such a dignified appearance.

As long as principles are not involved, Bai Ying's attitude towards Jingmo has always been "whatever you say is right", of course she has no objection.

However, on the detail of bathing, the two had a little disagreement——

Jingmo tried to help Baiying complete such a trivial activity.

Bai Ying said that she would not obey.

It's not that she resists the closeness of her friends, but that it's already autumn and the evening is approaching, and the weather is cold, and Baiying is worried that Jingmo will catch a cold if the water gets wet and the wind blows.

Of course it is best not to stick.

After all, Baiying's memory of Jingmo still dates back to a few years ago, so she feels that no matter how careful she is with her body, she can't be too careful.

She was frightened.

Seeing Bai Ying's expression, Jing Mo knew that she had thought of the incident of her passing out many times many years ago, and immediately sighed secretly, and did not insist anymore.

"Now I'm not so fragile." Jing Mo smiled and said, "Besides, isn't Ah Ying still here?"

When he was away from home, Jingmo continued to call him "Aying" when he was a child. He called "Aying" in a natural and intimate way, and Baiying unconsciously smiled.

Shang Lu passing by outside the door happened to see this unusually harmonious scene, and felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, but she didn't think much about it, and walked to her room after scratching her messy hair.

As she walked, she couldn't help feeling that the relationship between the two seemed really good.

So Shang Lu was completely relieved, went into the house, tidied himself up briefly, and then fell asleep.

The person next door who was stamped "very good relationship" fell into an even weirder atmosphere.

Because Jing Mo was watching, even Bai Ying, who had always been as thick-skinned as a city wall, rarely felt a little embarrassed, so she cleaned herself up quickly.

There is only one bed in the room, but it is not small enough for two or three people to squeeze onto it.

Jing Mo had simply cleaned up before Bai Ying, and lay on the bed waiting for her.

Baiying sat on the edge of the bed, wiping the moisture off her head with a dry cloth.

Some rough fabrics blocked her vision, and before she could react, she felt a weight on her leg.

Bai Ying was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, and met Jing Mo's gaze. The latter smiled, rolled around again, adjusted her posture, and just fell on her lap.

Bai Ying has never shared a bed with other people, but she has no resistance to Jingmo's closeness.

She was only stunned for a moment because of the accident, but she didn't make any reflexive avoidance.

The two haven't seen each other for many years. Although the tacit understanding has not diminished, the emptiness of distance brought about by time still exists. Bai Ying feels rather flattered by Jing Mo's initiative to get close.

The movements of Baiying's hands slowed down unconsciously, and Jing Mo took the initiative to reach out, took over the movements of her hands, and helped her wipe off the moisture on her body.

Jing Mo's expression was focused, as if she didn't pay attention to anything except the movements of her hands. Her movements were very gentle, and she didn't know whether she slowed down her strength deliberately or because of her weakness.

Bai Ying looked at Jingmo, and didn't dare to move for a while. The Jingmo in her memory was always fragile, as if it would break if touched lightly.

But she also knew that it was just an illusion caused by the shadow of her fear. Although Jing Mo was weak, she could bear the weight of responsibility better than anyone else.

What's more, Jingmo has been recuperating on the mountain for many years. If it hadn't been very effective, her master, who is known as a genius doctor, probably wouldn't let her go down the mountain.

"What's the matter?" Jing Mo noticed Bai Ying's fugue, rubbed her cheek with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "Is it so pretty? I'm so dumbfounded?"

After Jing Mo made a joke, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Bai Ying caught him unexpectedly.

However, the latter's expression was still dazed, as if it was just an instinctive move.

Jing Mo was taken aback.

After a while, Bai Ying finally came back to her senses, and noticed the posture of the two of them——

For a moment, Jing Mo lay down on her lap, facing her, while she naturally bent down, letting the former rub her round and flatten her, while he held her hand.

Catching a little panic in Jing Mo's eyes, Bai Yingcai's ears blushed belatedly, but she didn't know where the flustered guilty conscience came from.

"Cough..." Bai Ying coughed lightly, looked away a little helplessly, and then let go of her hand pretending to be calm, "Rest early."

Jing Mo returned to his senses earlier than Bai Ying, couldn't help laughing immediately, but also obediently stepped back, leaving a place for Bai Ying.

Bai Ying frowned and looked at the not-so-big gap, with a rare hesitant expression, but finally lay down on Jing Mo's teasing smile.

As soon as she lay down, Bai Ying heard Jing Mo calling her name behind her: "Aying, turn around."

Without thinking too much, Bai Ying turned around.

In the next moment, warm body temperature slipped into Baiying's embrace.

Bai Ying froze.

"I'm cold." Jing Mo murmured.

Bai Ying's struggle was instantly strangled in the cradle, and after a moment of hesitation, she took the initiative to hug the person who rolled into her arms roguely.

In the past when they were fighting abroad, it was freezing cold, and they would often fall asleep in this way at night.

And because Jing Mo is weak, Bai Ying is usually the one who takes the initiative in this matter.

Jing Mo smiled lowly for a while, and Bai Ying, who was holding her in her arms, also felt a tremor in her chest, not all from the trembling of the former because of her suppressed laughter, but also from a certain kind of heavy peace of mind.

It was as if something that had been lost had finally returned to its original place.

"Long time no see, Ah Ying." After a few days, Jingmo sent the words of reunion again, "I'm back."

"Hmm." Bai Ying hugged Jingmo subconsciously, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised slightly, "Welcome back."

"I think the fifth princess is very angry this time."

After simply talking about the reunion, Jing Mo immediately talked about "business" in a gentle and calm tone, even with a slight smile.

"Besides, Your Majesty's house of 'beauties' is still waiting for you to do something."

"..." Bai Ying's smile suddenly froze.

This is different from what you said. Is such a good atmosphere the time to remind her of such a bad thing? ? ?

Just when Bai Ying was caught off guard by the torture from the soul, the "accomplice" Shang Lu was sleeping soundly next door, not at all worried that the "little brother" he just recognized might be dragged home by his friends.

Ever since he was tricked into the palace by a certain dog official halfway, Shanglu has not slept well.

After entering this inn, first, he met his old friend and got advice. Out of blind worship of his friend, Shanglu felt that there would be no more problems in the future.

Second, Jingmo, a wealthy man born out of nowhere, could hold her thigh, and she immediately forgot the danger of being hunted down.

So this sleep from the sunset to the moon to the mid-heaven.

In the middle of the night, Shanglu suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

"Ha Chirp—" Shang Lu rubbed his nose, always feeling that something was wrong, "Did I forget something..."

However, between half-dream and half-awake, the chaotic brain obviously couldn't play any role.

Shanglu stared blankly at the wishing moon outside the window, pondered for a long time, but still to no avail.

In the end, Shanglu scratched his messy hair, and lay down on his back in despair, silently comforting himself, and soon fell asleep again.

"...Since you can't remember it, it shouldn't be something important..."