i found out i was wearing the wrong book

The next morning.

Ming Ciyi subconsciously stretched out his hand to fish it out, but it was empty.

His consciousness was still a little chaotic, so he thought, last night must have been a dream.

How could the prince share the same bed with him?

Thinking like this, Ming Ciyi was about to clench his fists and yawn, but he didn't want to suddenly realize that he was holding something in his hand.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the underwear in his hand.

Ming Ciyi: "...?"

Is this... the second time he has traveled through?

Shuangcheng in the outside room heard the noise inside, walked in with light steps to have a look, and saw Ming Ciyi clutching a piece of clothing in a daze.

Shuangcheng coughed lightly: "Master Ming, do you want to wash and change for breakfast?"

Ming Ciyi was in a trance, and confirmed that he did not travel through the second time: "This is...?"

Shuangcheng: "It's the master's underwear. When the master gets up, you hold on to it, and the master will take it off and leave it to you."

He paused, and asked tentatively: "Young Master Ming, are you...do you feel unwell?"

Ming Ciyi: "?"

Shuangcheng was cautious: "Master didn't give orders, but the subordinates are afraid that the master will not take care of you. If you are injured in some unspeakable places, just nod, and the subordinates will go find some wound medicine for you."

Ming Ciyi recovered from the sweetness, looked at Shuangcheng with a dull expression, and said indifferently: "Isn't it just lying on the same bed and sleeping? I always like to grab something in my hand when I sleep. The prince is very reluctant to me. Why did you wake me up and leave a piece of clothing?"

Anyway, according to Ji Changshu's temperament that doesn't like to be in contact with people, I'm afraid they are sleeping next to the wall and half of their bodies hanging in the air.

Ming Ciyi thought to himself that he had to explain everything to Ji Changshu tonight, so that the prince should not be wronged.

Ming Ciyi was still organizing his words in his mind, when Shuangcheng said with a blank face: "Master Ming, when I came in, the master was holding you."

Ming Ciyi: "...?"

His eyes widened slightly, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Shuangcheng continued to output: "You are still shrinking in the arms of the prince."

Ming Ciyi: "..."

His entire pinna was hot red.

Just when Ming Ciyi thought it was all over, Shuangcheng's voice paused, he took a deep breath, and said tremblingly: "The master was still in front of his subordinates when he got up..."

Shuangcheng is not very good at speaking.

Ming Ci Yi anxiously asked, "What's wrong?"

Shuangcheng looked at Mingciyi silently, raised his hand with a dull expression, and stretched out his index finger: "Let's assume this is the master's mouth."

Ming Ciyi didn't understand why he assumed this for a while, and then saw Shuangcheng pressed his forehead with his index finger: "You treat my forehead as yours."

Ming Ciyi: "..."

Very, very vivid.

His face flushed red, and his whole body was burning hot.

Ming Ciyi dare to say that whoever wants to eat fried eggs can just hit one on him, and it will be cooked in minutes.

Ming Ciyi covered his forehead, and the arc of the corner of his mouth raised wildly no matter what, he was dizzy, as if he was thrown on the cloud.

The prince kissed his forehead...?

Are they...are they together now?

Ming Ciyi was in a trance and ignorant, his whole body was confused.

Shuangcheng looked at Ming Ciyi's shock, dullness, joy, and confusion, and silently swallowed back the words behind him.

He felt that if he told Mr. Ming that he couldn't help asking his master what their relationship was now, the master told him that he didn't know, but that behavior was learned from other concubines when he was a child, and it meant to coax children... ...their princess will definitely run away!

So Shuangcheng wisely shut up.

In order to ensure that Ming Ciyi would not ask, Shuangcheng also tentatively asked: "Master Ming, do you like the master to sleep with you in his arms?"

Mingci nodded with a blushing face: "Just, just a little bit."

He took a deep breath, feeling that he was too worthless now, but thinking of Ji Changshu who fell asleep with his arms around him last night, Ming Ciyi was as beautiful as he wanted in his heart.

He was sure of his feelings for Ji Changshu, but after thinking about what he said in the cave and his injuries, he was afraid that Ji Changshu was just pitying himself.

"Shuangcheng..." Ming Ciyi hesitated for a moment: "My lord, he just..."

Seeing Ming Ciyi's expression, Shuangcheng hurriedly said: "No! You don't know, Mr. Ming, that the prince has a bad sleep all year round because of his heart disease. He often sleeps at Yinshi for the first time, and wakes up at the end of Yinshi. Today is the first time he sleeps. It was so early, even when I woke up, my subordinates shouted to wake me up."

Ming Ciyi imagined the routine for a while, and felt a pain in his heart: "Then why did you call him?"

Although Ming Ciyi's tone was gentle, Shuangcheng could hear the distress in Ming Ciyi's words, so he could only blame Shuang Qi: "Shuang Qi has something to report."

It's not good for Ming Ciyi to interfere with Ji Changshu's business, Shuangcheng said again: "Actually, master is also very happy to be so close to you, but master can't express it, just as you are afraid, master is also afraid that you will leave him. "

He paused: "Master Ming, after all, my subordinate is just a subordinate and a bystander. I can talk to you and my master a lot, but in the end you have to open your hearts."

He would not tell his master Ming that he liked him, nor would he tell Ming that his master was interested in him.

This is the most important step that needs to be confirmed by themselves. He said so much in the hope that the two people who were hesitant at the same place could take a step towards each other, no matter who came first, or at the same time.

Mingci looked at Shuangcheng in a daze, and finally said, "Thank you."

If he gets married with Ji Changshu, Shuangcheng will definitely be the first to thank him.

Because he wanted to have a good chat with Ji Changshu, Ming Ciyi still insisted on not closing his eyelids after nightfall. Just when Ming Ciyi thought that Ji Changshu would not come and felt a little disappointed, Ji Changshu hugged A basket appeared.

Things like a basket are really not suitable for Ji Changshu, but Ji Changshu holding it by himself means that the things inside are very important, which arouses Ming Ciyi's interest, and Ming Ciyi's drowsiness is immediately dispelled.

Ji Changshu sat next to Ming Ciyi's bed with the basket in his arms, and lifted the cloth on it: "I asked Yuebai, and Yuebai said that the little magic stick was afraid of strangers, so I couldn't take it for you."

Ming Ci stared blankly at the snoring little white tiger sleeping in the basket, felt an indescribable warmth in his heart, his nose was sore, and his whole body was filled to the brim.

Ming Ciyi still remembered what he said in a daze yesterday.

He never thought that someone would do anything because of his words, especially when the other party was Ji Changshu.

Seeing that he was silent, Ji Changshu lowered his eyes and said in a flat tone, "Don't like it? If I don't like it, I'll go and see if there are any cats in the forest."

Ming Ciyi laughed helplessly, looking at Ji Changshu helplessly, his eyes were full of touch and tenderness: "My lord, this is a hunting ground, where are you going to find the cat?"

He paused, raised his hand to cover the little tiger, and gently stroked its fur: "I like it very much, my lord, I just didn't think that you would remember what I said casually."

Ming Ciyi took a deep breath, remembered Shuangcheng's words, and looked at Ji Changshu solemnly: "I'm very happy."

Ji Changshu raised his eyes and glanced at him, the haze in his eyes dissipated slightly, but he responded with a neutral expression on his face, and he didn't seem too happy.

Ming Ciyi didn't care, just asked: "My lord, is there anything you want?"

Ji Changshu frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"You gave me something, so I always have to return it?" Ming Ciyi said patiently: "Besides, I want to give you something too."

Ji Changshu watched Ming Ciyi for a long time, Ming Ciyi's eyes were bright, and he looked at him expectantly.

Ji Changshu lowered his eyelids to cover the emotions in his eyes, and his tone was as indifferent as ever: "No need."

He didn't want to ask, he was afraid he would be disappointed.

The emotion covered in Ji Changshu's eyes was so indifferent that it was almost barren, like someone who was stuck in a quagmire but had no desire to survive, his eyes were so quiet that it was darker than the night.

He himself is a man in darkness.

But there is a little light that insists on shining on him.

Ming Ciyi said seriously: "No."

Ji Changshu's eyelashes moved, and Ming Ciyi continued: "My lord, you are different to me, I don't want to perfuse you, I hope you can be happy."

Ji Changshu raised his eyes, those cold eyes looked directly at Ming Ciyi's blue eyes, as if confirming the truth of Ming Ciyi's words.

Ming Ciyi did not avoid Ji Changshu's gaze this time, but stared directly at him.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Changshu suddenly looked away, and his tone sounded casual and natural: "Don't leave me."

Ming Ciyi was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Ji Changshu to say such a thing, if it were someone else, he would definitely have goosebumps all over his body, but when Ji Changshu said this, Ming Ciyi felt very uncomfortable .

It's not just distressed, there are many, many emotions intertwined, creating a complex taste.

Ming Ciyi nodded heavily, didn't say anything, but made a strong enough promise in his heart.

That night, Ji Changshu had a dream.

He rarely dreams, sleep is just a forced rest for him when he is out of energy, even if he is lying in bed, most of the time he is half dreaming and half awake.

But today the dream is both real and unreal.

He dreamed that he was a child.

Four-year-old Xiao Changshu snuck a few buns from the kitchen and ran to the Lenggong. He heard that his biological mother was in the Lenggong.

Starving, suffering, and many people bullied her.

He actually met his biological mother a few times from a distance.

His concubine mother is a very beautiful woman. When he was bullied, he would sneak into the cold palace and lie behind a pillar to look at his concubine mother.

His mother and concubine stroked a broken string over and over again, with a gentle and kind look.

Xiao Changshu wanted his mother and concubine to blow his wounds, treating him like he saw those bad women treating their children while hiding at the door of their bedroom.

Say something in a gentle tone: Does it hurt?

Xiao Changshu couldn't help but speed up when he thought that he could also have such treatment.

The Leng Palace was unguarded all year round, and the concubine inside didn't dare to step out at will, so he got in smoothly.

Xiao Changshu ran up to his concubine mother, looking at her concubine mother nervously and expectantly.

The woman was surprised by Xiao Changshu's arrival, but her eyes kept falling on the bun in Xiao Changshu's arms.

Xiao Changshu handed out the bun timidly, and then told the woman who he was. The woman took the bun and put it on the table, picked up Xiao Changshu, and kept chanting: My child.

Tears welled up in Xiao Changshu's eyes, suddenly he didn't want to let his concubine know how much he had been hurt and how much he had suffered.

He just wanted to get a hug like this every time in the dead of night.

Warm and fiery.

However, the next second, the woman's expression suddenly changed.

Her hands holding the small long book tightened suddenly, those dark eyes were full of resentment and anger, as if being dominated by the evil spirits of hell, she lifted the small long book fiercely, wanting to fall down.

The pain, endless sadness, confusion, and even fear in Ji Changshu's memory did not sweep up.

Because the moment he landed, a pair of hands firmly caught him.

Ji Changshu opened his eyes, and met those familiar blue eyes.

As gentle as ever, but hidden in that tenderness was the sadness he was familiar with.

This time, in the dream, Ming Ciyi saved him.

The author has something to say: cute!Takeaway is here!

In addition, in fact, I didn't plan to release the prince's experience so early, because I wanted to put it in the episode.But later, in order to let everyone understand why Yi Zai is reluctant to bully the prince, let it go earlier?

He touched the prince distressedly.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 in the morning;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 next to the Dream Painting Pavilion;

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