The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Xiao was stung by Lu Jiuqing's words, but quickly returned to normal, and said with a smile: "As long as you are willing, I can also be justified. Are you willing?"

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

She turned her head away, not looking into Mo Xiao's eyes, and said softly: "Your Majesty, please don't joke."

Mo Xiao smiled and said, "Is this a joke? You can try it, Qingqing."

Lu Jiuqing took a deep breath and changed the subject: "Your Majesty has to go to court tomorrow, so he should go back."

Mo Xiao looked at Lu Jiuqing: "Can't I really stay?"

"Do I have to be like Yang Yuheng, with red eyes and tears in order to stay? If so, I can do it too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Xiao's eyes turned red.

Lu Jiuqing's eyes immediately shook. She couldn't imagine the emperor crying in front of her and begging for shelter.

Lu Jiuqing was so frightened that he took a step back and lowered his hand holding the door. Mo Xiao reacted quickly, immediately opened the door, walked in, and closed the door behind his back.

As if he was back at home, he took off his outer clothes as he walked, then threw them on the screen and hung them up. When he walked to the bed, he was only left with a bright yellow undershirt.

He looked back and saw that Lu Jiuqing was still standing there, so he strode back towards Lu Jiuqing and stretched out his hand to pull Lu Jiuqing to the bed.

"It's late, let's go to bed."

Lu Jiuqing was a little stiff. When Mo Xiao pushed her onto the bed, she suddenly stood up, lowered her head and said, "I, this is the soft couch in the outer room where I sleep. Your Majesty, please rest."

Mo Xiao's eyes darkened and he looked at Lu Jiuqing intently: "Are you so unwilling to be with me?"

Lu Jiuqing pursed her lips and said nothing, pinching her fingers nervously.

Mo Xiao seemed to be patient. After a while, he suddenly laughed and coaxed Lu Jiuqing and said, "Okay, okay, I promise not to touch you. I just want to sleep. Isn't this okay?"

Lu Jiuqing was silent for a moment and said softly: "I'd better sleep on the soft couch outside."

Mo Xiao looked at Lu Jiuqing silently for a moment, and finally smiled to himself: "I know."

Lu Jiuqing raised his head and looked at Mo Xiao blankly.

Mo Xiao stretched out his hand and pulled off a quilt from the bed, then quickly spread it on the ground. He lay down on it and said calmly: "You sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep here. That's it."

Lu Jiuqing's expression changed, and he reached out to pull the ink flute: "Your Majesty, this is not allowed. Get up quickly..."

Mo Xiao grabbed Lu Jiuqing's wrist and with a little effort, the person fell into his arms. Lu Jiuqing immediately stopped struggling and became motionless, his whole body stiff.

Mo Xiao hugged her weakly and said in her ear: "I just want to get closer to you, isn't this allowed?"

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

"Okay, that's it," Mo Xiao let go of Lu Jiuqing and closed his eyes, "If you make trouble again, sleep with me on the floor."

Lu Jiuqing knelt on the ground and stared at Mo Xiao for a long time, and finally got up very lightly and got on the bed.

She lay on the bed, as motionless as a wooden board, with her eyes open for a long time, and finally turned over and sat up.

Mo Xiao on the ground had his eyes closed, but he was obviously not asleep. He heard the noise and said, "Why aren't you asleep? Can't you?"

Lu Jiuqing pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "You, you'd better come up and sleep."

Mo Xiao, who had his eyes closed suddenly opened them, with a smile of success in his eyes.