Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gets up at Zhengmao every day, puts on his court clothes, goes to the main hall for the morning court, and returns to the East Palace every minute for breakfast.His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is strict with himself, and his daily work and rest are invariable rules.

But Luo Ange is different. He has been weak since he was a teenager, and he sleeps a lot in winter, especially when it is cold, and he can't wake up after falling asleep.

So before dawn on the second day, when Mu Ke pushed Luo Ange, trying to wake him up to help him change, he found that he really couldn't wake him up.

Even if Luo Ange slept on the couch of the enemy who destroyed the country, he still slept with peace of mind.

Mu Ke didn't give up, and called him a few more times, Luo Ange barely woke up halfway, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Mu Ke blankly, "What's wrong? Is dinner ready?"

Two blue veins popped out of Mu Ke's forehead, and he said patiently, "It's time to get up, it's time to go to court."

Luo Ange closed his eyes again, hugged the quilt and muttered: "You go to morning morning and I don't go to morning morning, I can't afford it, please be quiet, don't disturb my sleep."

"..." Mu Ke reached out and pulled Luo Ange's quilt away with a dangerous voice, "Luo Shaoqing, as my servant, you should help me wash and change my clothes."

Luo Ange still didn't open his eyes, "Since when did I become your servant?"

"It's in the contract."

Luo Ange opened his eyes, but he didn't remember what was written on the tenure contract, but Mu Ke said so, so Luo Ange could only yawn, with an expression of helplessness against you, half asleep and half awake. Serve Mu Ke to change clothes.

Luo Ange was indeed not fully awake yet, his eyes were staring in confusion, and he was about to put his trousers on Mu Ke's head.

Mu Ke felt that if the person in front of him was not really sleepy, he would have wondered if Luo Ange was deliberately messing with him.

"That's all, you go back to bed and sleep." Seeing that he was about to strangle him with a belt again, Mu Ke quickly grabbed his wrist, pushed him to the side of the bed, and signaled him to go back to sleep.

Luo Ange only heard the word "sleep", his heart relaxed, and immediately fell into a deep sleep, his body tilted and fell limply on Mu Ke's body.

Mu Ke's breathing stagnated, and he subconsciously hugged Luo Ange's waist. He only felt that the waist was slender, slender and delicate, not soft like a woman, but it had a different flavor.

His Royal Highness has lived in his twenties, and this is the first time he has hugged someone else's waist.

His Royal Highness felt that the taste was good, so he withdrew his hand and brought Luo Ange into his arms.

Luo Ange leaned on Mu Ke's shoulder, rubbed his chin against his neck, his hair was messy from sleeping, and fell softly and slenderly on the back of Mu Ke's hand, itching.Luo Ange moved his head, and his long, moist and warm breath sprayed into the ear of His Royal Highness.

Mu Ke subconsciously tightened his arms, and his heart beat wildly.

This day is worth remembering. His Royal Highness, who is always punctual and self-disciplined, almost missed the early morning hour on this day.

When Mu Ke returned to the East Palace after the morning court, Luo Ange had already woken up.

Perhaps it was because he had a good relationship with the little maids a few days ago, and he finally tied his hair today. I don't know if the maids helped him take care of it, or he learned it from the ladies.

Anyway, when Mu Ke came back, Luo Ange was already in the study.

Mu Ke was a little surprised. Although he gave Luo Ange a job as a young minister, he didn't expect him to do things obediently. It's fine if he doesn't make trouble for himself, and he will come to help?

But after he stepped into the threshold of the study, he realized that he was not mistaken.

Luo Ange sat upright in front of the table, and drew a turtle villain on the out-of-print ancient book "Shan Yao Ji" collected by Mu Ke. turtle.

If the old scholars in the palace saw Luo Ange ruining the treasures like this, they would definitely roll their eyes and drive away in anger.

Standing by the curtain, Mu Ke took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and waved to him, "Come on, Xiaoxiao, you come here first."

Luo Ange didn't raise his head, "Wait until I finish drawing this."

"..." Mu Ke raised his hand, at least he held back, and didn't let the slap fall on Luo Ange's face.

His Royal Highness is trying to control his temper recently, so he still said nicely: "Xiaoxiao, why do you have to draw on my book? If you want to draw, there is good rice paper in the cabinet."

Luo Ange raised his head and smiled brightly, "I'm afraid that you will be bored while reading, so I want to add something to you?"

Mu Ke gritted his teeth, his eyes gradually darkened: "Xiaoxiao, it's been a few days, I haven't touched you yet, have I? Put the book down, or else I don't mind playing tricks with you on the bed!"

Although Mu Ke has never tried the Dragon Flip, Tiger Step, Ape Fight, Cicada Catch, and the Eighteen Forms of Longyang, he knows it.If he could try it on the little thing with a bad stomach in front of him, he would be happy to do it.

Wait until he is so bullied on the couch that he can't even cry, let's see if this guy can still have the strength to make trouble with him!

Luo Ange probably saw something extraordinary in Mu Ke's eyes, and quickly threw the book away, raised his hands, and said loudly: "Your Highness, think twice, it's really not wise to prostitute yourself in the daytime!"

Mu Ke finally rescued his rare copy from Luo Ange's clutches, but the pages of the book were too horrible to look at.

While putting it on the bookshelf, Mu Ke twisted Luo Ange's ears, threateningly: "If you dare to do this again in the future, I will throw you into the wild to feed the wolves!"

Luo Ange dodged aggrievedly, rubbed his red ears, and muttered in a low voice, "If it's true, that's fine..."

I don't know whether Mu Ke heard this sentence or not, but his face obviously changed, but he quickly covered it up, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual.

Mu Ke dipped his brush in some cinnabar ink, Luo Ange thought he was about to write, so he hurriedly rubbed the ink, but was dragged by Mu Ke, and his face turned cold immediately.

Luo Ange was stunned, and let Mu Ke draw a few strokes on his face in a daze.

When Mu Ke put down his pen and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Luo Ange came to his senses and turned pale with shock: "What did you do to my flowery face?!"

Mu Ke smiled, "I drew a bastard."

"..." Luo Ange became angry for a moment, speechless.

I have heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will retaliate, and now I see that it is indeed the case.

Mu Ke just smiled, then returned to his usual indifferent appearance, pointed to the outer room, "There is a washbasin over there, go wash it yourself."

Luo Ange glared at him angrily, stood up abruptly, ran to the outer room angrily, and washed his face on his own.

There is indeed fresh water and towels there, which are prepared by the careful maid.In case His Royal Highness gets his hands dirty from writing, he can clean it up here.

It's just that there is no mirror here, if there is one, Luo Ange will find that the painting on his face is not a turtle bastard, but a simple but lifelike little mandarin duck.

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