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Kapok returned to the palace disgraced.

"Kapok, what are you doing?" He Zhi called her.

Kapok wiped his face: "Forget it, His Highness asked me to burn a pile of firewood on the street. I almost got caught."

More than: "Your Highness... what are you doing?"

"How would I know." Kapok waved his hand: "I'll go back and wash up first."

Chuzheng came back after playing against Kapok. As soon as Kapok entered the room, he found that there was no one in the room. When he was about to call someone, Chuzheng jumped in from the window.

Kapok: "..."

Chuzheng: "..."

Oops!

was seen.

Kapok was stunned: "Your Highness, you..."

Chu Zheng's anger sank into her dantian, and she assumed the standard pose of a big shot: "Get some air."

Kapok pointed to the door and then to the window in confusion.

Need to climb a window for ventilation?

Chuzheng waved her hand calmly: "You can go out first."

"Your Highness, are you really okay?" Kapok was uneasy and always felt that something was wrong.

"fine."

Chuzheng motioned for her to get out quickly.

Kapok left the room confused.

After closing the door, Kapok suddenly remembered, what did His Highness mean by asking her to burn firewood on the street?

-

The next day.

"Your Highness, are you up?"

Yan Ge came over early in the morning, and Kapok stood guard outside the door. He shook his head: "Your Highness hasn't gotten up yet. Is there anything important, Lord Yan, so early?"

"I……"

Yan Ge lowered his head in embarrassment.

"I made breakfast with my own hands, and I want His Highness to try it."

Kapok said: "I'll send it to the imperial kitchen, so Yan Shijun doesn't have to do it himself."

Yan Ge retorted: "That's different..."

Kapok: "..."

It is indeed different.

Kapok asked Yan Ge to wait a moment while she went in to take a look.

Chuzheng had already gotten up and was sitting on the bed, looking out the window.

"Yang Ge is here?"

Before Kapok could speak, Chuzheng asked.

"Yes." Kapok replied respectfully: "Yan Shijun said that he had made breakfast himself and wanted His Highness to try it."

Made by yourself...breakfast?

Chuzheng slid out of bed, and Kapok immediately stepped forward to change her clothes.

Yan Ge was waiting outside, and the light of the morning sun fell on him, coating him with a shallow halo, giving the young man a hazy sense of beauty.

Blue clothes, layered on top of each other, are like blooming flowers.

Chuzheng opened the door and saw such a scene.

Chuzheng breathed out quietly: "Why don't you come in?"

"Your Highness didn't give in, I didn't dare." Yan Ge replied obediently.

"You can come in later." Chu Zheng said.

Yan Ge seemed surprised, but also shy: "Thank you, Your Highness."

He took the initiative to step forward and held Chuzheng's hand, with a little anxiety on his beautiful face: "Your Highness, I made breakfast, can we eat together?"

Can I refuse the request for a good guy card?

cannot!

"Let's go."

-

Yan Ge made so much that there was almost no room for it on the table.

"I don't know what His Highness likes..." Yan Ge wrung his fingers: "So I did a little bit of everything."

More than reporting from the side: "Your Majesty got up before dawn to do this."

Yan Ge glared at him: "Who asked you to speak?"

He just quickly lowered his head.

However, Chuzheng just glanced at him and said nothing.

Yan Ge pulled her to sit down, and there was hidden joy in Qingyue's voice: "Your Highness, give it a try. If I don't do it well, Your Highness, tell me, and I will definitely do it well next time."

Chuzheng: "..."

If you weren't a black-hearted person, I would really believe your innocent persona.

Chuzheng took the chopsticks and tasted a piece of pastry.

Yan Ge's fair face turned slightly red due to nervousness: "Your Highness, how are you doing?"

"Yeah, not bad."

Yan Ge immediately breathed a sigh of relief and raised the corners of his mouth into a smile.

That look was like a student who had handed in his homework and received a compliment from the teacher.

"You don't have to do this, there is an imperial dining room in the palace." Chu Zheng said.

"I want to do it for His Highness, can't I?"

"Aren't you tired?"

"It's not tiring to do this for His Highness." Yan Ge pouted slightly: "Doesn't His Highness like it?"

The beautiful young man pouted slightly, feeling aggrieved and pitiful.

Chuzheng took a deep breath and said calmly: "No."

How can a good guy be so good! !

Foul!

This little thing is going to kill me! !

Go to bed!

Make arrangements tonight! !

Anyway, he is my servant!

never mind……

Let's wait.

Yan Ge, however, was not self-conscious at all. He approached Chu Zheng, with a hint of blush on his fair skin, and his bright red lips slightly parted: "Then, can I do a good job for Your Highness in the future?"

Chuzheng could even see clearly his eyelashes, which were as long and slender as butterfly wings, and outlined small shadows under his eyelids.

"……good."

Yan Ge smiled softly.

"That's very kind of you, Your Highness."

Chuzheng stretched out her hand and tapped under his shoulder: "You only think I'm nice here."

Don't be so duplicitous.

Before Chu Zheng took her hand back, Yan Ge took her hand and pressed it on his chest: "Your Highness, I also feel good about you. Can you feel my heartbeat?"

Yan Ge's clothes seem to be layered, but they are actually not thick.

Chuzheng could clearly feel the body temperature on his body.

but……

"No, the heart is over here." Chuzheng broke away coldly and pointed to his other side.

Yan Ge pouted: "I am teasing His Highness, why is His Highness so uninterested?"

"Fun?"

Yan Ge: "..."

Yan Ge sat upright in a panic and lowered his head: "Your Highness, eat quickly, it's already cold."

Chuzheng: "..."

What did I say wrong?

Chu Zheng's words were just a simple question. Only he knew what Yan Ge was thinking.

After breakfast, Yan Ge immediately escaped.

When he entered the room, the shy and innocent look on his face instantly disappeared.

"Bath."

He Zhi responded and quickly went to get hot water.

Yan Ge came out of the shower and put on light-colored simple clothes, feeling fresh and clean.

"Sir, His Highness just sent someone a batch of clothes. Do you want to take a look?"

He Zhi asked Yan Ge while wiping his hair.

The clothes Chuzheng sent could best be described as batch.

The main hall of the side hall was almost full.

Clothing styles range from ornate to simple.

The materials are even better, and several pieces are specially provided by the palace, which many masters in the palace don't have.

Yan Singer picked up a piece of clothing and said, "They're all here, please put them on for me."

"Then Young Master, what should you wear?" Zhi Zhi couldn't figure out what his Young Master meant and asked carefully.

Yan Ge glanced at the large number of clothes and pointed at the purple one in the middle.

He just took the clothes and put them on for Yan Ge.

"Does it look good?"

"Young Master, he looks good no matter what he wears." He Zhi said with a smile.

"Will she like it?"

"..." He Zhi hesitated and said, "Sir, I think His Highness... likes you quite a lot."

"Then why doesn't she invite me to sleep with her?"

"Master, do you want to sleep with me?"

"I don't want to." Yan Ge didn't even think about it.

More than I don’t understand: “Then wouldn’t it be nice that Your Highness doesn’t want you to sleep with him?”

Yan Ge: "Then why do you think she likes me?"