Quickly wear it: The male gods are sitting in rows

Mu Qingqing held the teacup and played with it carelessly, "The maid in my palace has drank it before."

"His Royal Highness, even the maidservants in the palace are so caring. You really have fraternity." Yin Hexuan did not expose her, but there was a hint of jealousy in his words.

"Is Madam Yunhe jealous?" Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows in a good mood.

"The servants dare not."

Yin Hexuan put down the tea cup in his hand and stood up. He gently lifted the gauze curtain with his bare hands, walked to the soft couch and lay down with his back to the person.

Mu Qingqing suppressed the smile on her lips and said, "Since Madam Yunhe wants to rest, I won't disturb you."

After saying that, he stood up and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, the person on the couch stood up and looked back in disbelief.

At this moment, Mu Qingqing was leaning against the door of the room in a leisurely manner. When she saw the person on the couch looking over with wide eyes, she raised her lips.

The "woman" on the couch gave her an angry look, then continued to lie down with her back to her, "His Royal Highness is not going to leave, why haven't you left yet?"

"I think Madam Yunhe's tea tastes better than the tea at my house. Madam Yunhe is just taking a rest." Mu Qingqing walked back to the window and sat down.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she just felt that after drinking this cup of tea, the pain in her abdomen seemed to dissipate a lot.

"Your Highness, Prince, please help yourself." Yin Hexuan closed his eyes.

The system does block the feeling of pain, but you will still feel a little tired after losing too much blood.

Mu Qingqing lowered her eyes and rubbed the rim of the cup with her fingertips.

The woman on the couch, no, it should be a man.

She also had to call him cousin.

But today at the hunting ground, why would he protect her like this?

Mu Qingqing raised her eyes and looked at the back of the man on the soft couch, slightly lost in thought.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a gentle knock on the door.

Mu Qingqing, who had been resting her head with her eyes closed, opened her eyes instantly. She twisted her neck and looked behind the gauze curtain.

The person on the couch didn't seem to be awakened by the knock on the door.

Mu Qingqing stood up and straightened her robes. She opened the door and saw her secret guard standing at the door with his head lowered.

"What's the matter."

"Your Highness, someone from the palace has sent a message to let you enter the palace."

Mu Qingqing waved his hand, "I know, go prepare your horse."

When he returned to the house, Mu Qingqing caught a glimpse of the person sitting up on the couch.

She lifted the gauze curtain in front of her and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Ms. Yunhe is awake."

"His Royal Highness is going to enter the palace?" The woman's voice was a little low and hoarse, with an abnormal blush on her face.

Mu Qingqing frowned, walked up to the couch, raised her hand to cover his forehead, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"My head is a little dizzy, my whole body is weak, and I'm still a little cold." The woman's voice was long and slightly raised, which sounded a bit coquettish.

Mu Qingqing lowered his eyes and looked at the person leaning on the bed.

The woman was half leaning on the soft cushion, her face was almost as white as a trace of blood, her pale paper lips were pursed lightly, and her black hair was messy and scattered around her sides.

Seeing the little girl lowering her eyes, with a hint of guilt in her eyes, Yin Hexuan raised his lips and said, "I'm just kidding, His Highness the Crown Prince still wants to enter the palace."

Mu Qingqing turned around and left the wing with a sullen face. When he saw the madam waiting outside, he reminded her, "Ms. Yunhe is not feeling well. Send someone to take a look. If there is no good doctor, I will ask the imperial doctor to come." .”

The old bustard hurriedly said, "I can't help His Highness the Crown Prince. I am proficient in medical skills and will be able to treat Madam Yunhe, so I won't bother Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"That's fine." Mu Qingqing walked downstairs.

The sound of hooves gradually faded away.

The weak woman who was still leaning on the couch now stood up slowly, walked to the table, picked up the tea cup and played with her fingertips, "Is she gone?"

"Yes."

"Remember to send the evidence and help our Crown Prince."

The madam lowered her head and responded, "Master, are you injured?"

"It's okay, you can go down."

He just wanted to pretend to be pitiful in front of the little girl, so of course it was no big deal.

"Yes." Although the madam was confused, she didn't ask any more questions.

Could it be that the master was just pretending to show that His Highness?

It was not until two hours later that the madam looked at the young man coming on horseback and became convinced.

The master deliberately pretended to show this to His Highness.

"What's wrong with him?" Mu Qingqing got off her horse, but her face suddenly froze. She walked towards Chunman Building with her hands behind her hands very naturally.

"His Royal Highness, are you asking Madam Yunhe?" The Madam followed behind her.

Mu Qingqing looked back without saying a word, the meaning was self-evident.

The madam smiled and led her up to the third floor, "His Royal Highness will know it when he sees it. I can't explain it clearly even if I'm stupid."

There were no lights in the room, so it was a little dark.

boom.

Before Mu Qingqing could react, she was hugged around the waist and pressed against the door, and the familiar cold fragrance surrounded the tip of her nose.

"Your Highness the Prince comes to Chunmanlou too many times, which will cause misunderstandings in the slave family." Yin Hexuan rested his chin on the little girl's shoulder, and his breath fell on her ear.

Mu Qingqing raised her hand to push the person away, but thinking of the wound on his shoulder, she finally stopped her hand and asked, "What did I misunderstand, Mrs. Yunhe?"

"The slave family will think that His Royal Highness the Prince likes the slave family." The man tilted his head slightly and bit the little girl's earlobe.

The touch on her earlobe made Mu Qingqing's back soften, and her whole body froze in place.

Noticing the change in the girl in his arms, Yin Hexuan couldn't help but chuckle, "Why didn't His Highness speak? Could it be that the slave family got the idea right and made him shy?"

The tips of Mu Qingqing's ears began to feel hot from what he said. She raised her hand and twisted the soft flesh of the man's waist hard.

Hearing the sound of the man gasping, she raised her lips in a good mood, "Ms. Yunhe, I have said long ago that I would welcome you into the prince's residence, but Mrs. Yunhe has always been unwilling."

"Now that Madam Yunhe is so proactive, could it be that she is willing to accompany me back to the Prince's Mansion?"

The man holding her seemed to be thinking about something, and after a moment he suddenly said, "If His Highness the Crown Prince is willing to accept the position of the Crown Princess of the Nu family, then the Nu family would be willing to follow His Highness the Crown Prince back to the Prince's Mansion."

"Why is Madam Yunhe so obsessed with the position of Crown Princess?" Mu Qingqing half-squinted her eyes and raised the man's hair with her fingertips.

The man who was originally nestled in her neck straightened up slightly, clasped his hands around her waist, and their eyes met.

"The slave family has loved His Highness the Crown Prince for a long time and just wants to be His Highness's only wife."

The man's serious look made Mu Qingqing a little stunned.

She could tell he wasn't lying.

Mu Qingqing's expression turned ugly for a moment. She looked at the man in front of her who was much taller than her with a complicated look, "Does Madam Yunhe really think so?"

Her brother is actually as good as Long Yang. If he marries into the prince's palace, he will find out later that she is not a boy.

"Of course I take it seriously," Yin Hexuan pressed his head against the little girl's forehead, "Your Highness, are you willing to marry me?"

Mu Qingqing looked away, "Sorry, I don't like women."