Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

This time it was rare that all the servants went out to greet him. Lin Yunxi took this opportunity to recognize all the servants in the palace. She had a photographic memory and could identify the faces and names of nearly a hundred people in the palace at once.

Returning to Dongyuan, Lin Yunxi was very satisfied when he saw that everything was as usual and the room was neatly taken care of by the servants. As soon as he entered the room, he lay down on their big bed.

"It's great to finally be home. Murong Hao, I can probably count the number of days you and I have lived in Prince Rui's Mansion, right?" She looked at Murong Hao who was drinking water and said.

"Xi'er has suffered with her husband." Murong Hao also felt that he really didn't live in Dongyuan for a few days after getting married to her.

"Why are you talking about suffering?" Lin Yunxi stood up, came to the man in armor, and held the back of his neck.

This man was usually extremely handsome. Today, he was wearing a suit of armor and looked like he was going to kill her. He was becoming more and more handsome, with the kind of calm heroism that comes with years of experience.

"Ever since you married your husband, you haven't been able to settle down and live a good life. Isn't it hard to travel around with your husband?" Murong Hao didn't know that she missed him too much. He felt that he owed her a lot.

"Why is it so hard? The ladies in the palace envy Xi'er so much. She can travel around and see the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland. I will give birth to a child someday and I still want to go out and play." She knew. He felt sorry for her, but she really didn't feel it was hard.

"Is that really what Xi'er thinks?" Murong Hao stroked her simple bun. His woman was so beautiful even with her bun tied up in a simple bun.

"Of course. What's more, in the process of traveling through mountains and rivers, there is such a handsome man accompanying him, especially wearing armor. You said, this is not enjoyment, why bother?" She imitated him and raised his handsome chin. , looking up and down his face with charming eyes.

Speaking of armor, Murong Hao remembered that she liked the temptation of uniforms. With a smile on his lips, he picked her up easily with one big hand.

"The servants have prepared hot water. How about Xi'er taking off her armor for my husband?"

His eyes as deep as the abyss flickered at the woman who flirted with him, and he carried her into the bathroom in the main room.

"Why don't you, husband, take off your armor first?" She looked at him with watery eyes, asking Murong Hao to understand in seconds.

"This little fox is becoming more and more shameless."

He put her down, scratched the tip of her nose, and unzipped her belt.

The water in the tub was not enough for the two of them, so they went directly into the bathroom in the technology library...

When the limp child was carried out of the bathroom, she made another request.

"Murong Hao, Xi'er wants to sleep in Dongyuan. Dongyuan is our home. How about sleeping in Dongyuan today?"

These words made Murong Hao happy. She finally made Dongyuan her home. She didn't mind that Dongyuan's bed was hard or that Dongyuan didn't have air conditioning.

"Okay, Xi'er can live wherever she wants, and my husband will accompany you."

Putting her on the bed, the two of them got into the quilt together. Since entering the capital city, the two of them had not slept in the technology library. They woke up early today and were really tired now. They hugged each other for a while. Then he fell asleep.

After sleeping for an hour, Chunyun reported outside the door.

"Princess, there is an old man named Nangong Xue asking to see you."

Lin Yunxi fell into a deep sleep. When she heard Nangong Xue's name, she opened her eyes.

"How nice to entertain you, Senior Nangong, I'll be here right away." She answered the door.

"Yes." Chun Yun retreated.

Lin Yunxi stretched out and saw Murong Hao looking at her with a doting look on his face.

"Husband, why are you looking at me like this?" she wondered.

"Xi'er only met Nangong Xue once, so she came to find her. You are a very popular woman." He smoothed the messy hair on her head.

"You just know it. Get up. I want to see what senior Nangong wants from me?" Lin Yunxi sat up, stepped over him quickly, got out of bed and started to tidy up.

Seeing her bluffing movements, she really didn't look like a pregnant woman. Murong Hao shook his head and got up and went to the closet to get dressed.

The two quickly dressed up, Lin Yunxi went to the front hall, and Murong Hao went to his study.

Arriving at the front hall, Nangong Xue saluted hurriedly.

"The common people have met Princess Rui."

"Senior Nangong, we don't need to be so polite. I'm glad you can come. Come and sit." Lin Yunxi has never had the airs of a princess. She is always very approachable when dealing with people she likes.

"Thank you, princess." Nangong Xue also liked the princess in front of her. She was always smiling and made people feel comfortable.

"Senior Nangong, are you here for something this time?" Lin Yunxi asked her curiously.

"Since I met the prince and princess at Yongning Temple last time, I have gone down the mountain and settled in Jinwei City. I feel comfortable without the task of taking care of Tianling Flower. Now I have started to travel around the mountains and rivers. I passed by Shangjing City today. When I heard people say that the princess and the prince have returned to Beijing, I wanted to come and see the princess.

I saw your hand was like that last time. I heard from the abbot that he had performed rituals on you and it was already healed. However, I still want to come and see if the princess's hand is still okay. "

Nangong Xue told the truth about her purpose of coming. She was just concerned about whether Fengtai's hand would be restored to its original state.

"Thank you, Senior Nangong, for your concern. Look, my hands are all restored." Lin Yunxi happily stretched out his hands to show Nangong Xue.

Nangong Xue smiled happily when she saw that her hand was back to its original state.

"That's good. Now that the princess is pregnant, take good care of the baby and give birth to a big fat boy."

"Yes, the biggest task now is to give birth to the child in the belly and raise him to adulthood." Lin Yunxi smiled happily and looked at Nangong Xue in front of him.

Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Lin Yunxi could guess that she came here this time to see if she had recovered, and to ask about Queen Rong's condition.

"Senior Nangong, do you have anything else to ask me?" Lin Yunxi said with a smile.

"I have something I want to ask the princess. Last time I heard from the princess that Queen Rong was pregnant. I haven't seen Queen Rong for many years and I don't know how she is doing. She is pregnant at such an age. I am still a little worried about her. I hope the princess will forgive me. The grassroots are worried.”

Nangong Xue has always regarded Queen Rong as her savior, and later they became friends. Of course, she regarded Queen Rong more as her sister.

"Thank you, Senior Nangong, for your concern for your mother. I just entered the city today and don't know much about my mother's situation. But no news is good news, right? I think my mother's health is fine." Lin Yunxi said with a smile.

"That's good, I hope everything is fine with her." Nangong Xue smiled, but she was still worried.

Since ancient times, few women over forty could survive the birth of a child. She knew this very well, so she came to the capital this time.

Lin Yunxi saw that she seemed thoughtful and asked:

"Senior Nangong, do you want to see your mother?"

"Meet Queen Rong? Still not possible, forget about being a commoner." Nangong Xue not only wants to see Queen Rong, she still often dreams about Queen Rong saving her.

"The queen mother will be happy to know that you are in the capital, and she would like to see you even more."

Lin Yunxi could understand Nangong Xue's desire to see Queen Rong.