The prince is hard to serve

After sending Yun Chen and Lu Xi away, Manager Wang led Yan Wenhao and Mu Ziling to the Cuizhulou.

At the earliest time, the Green Bamboo Building was not called by this name, but one day, Yun Yao and Yun Jing, who were only eight or nine years old, came to play in it, and when they saw that the courtyard was full of fresh green bamboos, they burst into tears. On a whim, it was changed to this name.

Both Yun Chen and Mrs. Yun doted on her, and after hearing this, they agreed, and from then on, they really called her by this name.

And Yunyao also really likes this yard. Once summer comes, she will often come and live there for a day or two. The bamboo forest that Yan Wenhao mentioned earlier is here, and the hut in the forest is also where Yunyao makes people feel. built.

Ever since Empress Zhuang passed away, Yun Chen was afraid that he would fall in love with the scene, so he ordered someone to seal up the Green Bamboo Building, but let the maids go to clean it every day, but no one lived in it, until today, finally someone moved in again .

Yun Chen was clean and honest all his life, and he didn't like extravagance and waste. Therefore, although the Yun Mansion is majestic, it is much smaller than the official residences of other first-rank officials. A long corridor leads to the end, and everyone walks slowly, from the study to the green bamboo building. , but a quarter of an hour is up.

Leading Yan Wenhao and Mu Ziling to the wing of the Cuizhu Building, Director Wang saluted them respectfully, left two serving maids behind, and retreated first.

Since Yan Wenhao and Mu Ziling were already married, and in front of others, their every move appeared to be very tacit and natural, intimate and harmonious, Manager Wang naturally thought that they were really in love with each other, so he just ordered The servants tidied up a wing room.

At this moment, Mu Ziling was standing in the room, looking at the only bed behind the screen, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Ever since the day Yan Wenhao confessed, they have never slept together in the same bed.

However, for Yan Wenhao, such a mistaken arrangement made him very happy, and he was looking forward to it.During these days, every night after nightfall, he could only fall asleep by recalling the feeling of holding Mu Ziling before.

After being silent for a while, Mu Ziling suddenly said in a low voice, "I'll just sleep on the outer bed. Your Highness, you can go to sleep in the back room." After saying that, he walked to the side on his own.

Hearing this, Yan Wenhao was startled, his happy mood dropped to freezing point in an instant, he subconsciously grabbed Mu Ziling's arm, stared at him, and said with a hurt expression: "Qian, do you hate sharing the same bed with me so much? "

Without looking back, and without breaking free, Mu Ziling just lowered his eyes and said in an extremely calm tone: "Your Highness, you misunderstood, I'm just not used to it."

He was worried that if he shared the bed with Yan Wenhao, he would still fall asleep like every time before, and then he would naturally nestle into the other person's arms, indulge in the warmth of the other person's arms again, and it would be difficult to get used to himself one person.

What should he do if he leaves in the future?

A look of disappointment flashed across Yan Wenhao's eyes, and Yan Wenhao watched Mu Ziling for a long time again. Seeing his resolute attitude and stubbornness that was difficult to persuade, he could only smile bitterly, then sighed helplessly, and said in a gentle tone: "In that case, be humble Go to bed and sleep, I will sleep on the bed."

Suddenly raised his head to look at him, Mu Ziling pursed his lips, shook his head and refused: "Your Highness, you don't have to, I..."

"Modest."

After interrupting him, Yan Wenhao smiled slightly, and said in a warm voice: "Doctor Pei said that your body is not good and you need to take good care of it, and I need to get up early tomorrow, so it will be easier to wake up from here." It's convenient and won't bother you."

Letting go of Mu Ziling's arm, Yan Wenhao took a step forward, and he walked to Mu Ziling's side, looked down at him with deep affection: "Besides, how can I be willing to let you sleep on the bed. "

"..."

He tilted his head uncomfortably, two red clouds floated on Mu Ziling's cheeks, and even the bases of his fair ears were a little red.

Mu Ziling originally wanted to argue a few more words, but after meeting Yan Wenhao's affectionate eyes, he became quiet. He was silent for a while, and then stopped refusing.

Fuquan and Duan Hou stood aside, seeing that their two masters obviously liked each other, but they were always chasing after each other, unable to get married, and they were extremely anxious, but they were just A slave, who speaks lightly, can't help much after all.

Just at this time, a servant brought bathing things outside the door, so Fuquan held his round belly, took a step forward, and whispered: "Your Highness, the imperial concubine, the bathroom is ready, do you want to wash it now?" to take a shower?"

"Yeah." Yan Wenhao nodded to Fuquan, then turned to Mu Ziling, and said with a smile: "Qianhe, you go first, you should be tired today, take a rest early after bathing."

This time, Mu Ziling didn't push back, but nodded slightly, and then took Duan Duan, Duan Duan took the prepared change of clothes, and went to the bathroom.

After taking a bath, Mu Ziling returned to the house with wet black hair on his head. Seeing Yan Wenhao sitting in front of the round table with his back straight, his gaze was fixed on the map laid out on the table. After thinking for a while, he left past.

"But is there anything that hasn't been considered thoroughly?" He leaned over and asked doubtfully.

"No, it's just that I have nothing to do now, so I took it out and looked at it again." After speaking, he looked back at Mu Ziling, saw that his long black hair hadn't been wiped dry, so he stood up. He took a clean towel in his hand and wiped it for Mu Ziling with his own hands: "When I was young, my mother once told me that I must marry a man with smooth hair in the future. She said that such a person has a bad temper. Gentle and extremely intelligent."

As he said that, he laughed lightly, and after the laughter stopped, he continued: "I didn't believe it at first, I just thought that my mother was joking to tease me, but now that I think about it, what my mother said is not bad. , Qian He is such a person.”

His eyes were filled with deep smiles, and even the tip of his brows was stained with a smile. Anyone could see his joy in this appearance.

His wiping movements are also very gentle, just like treating a fragile treasure.

Mu Ziling was startled by Yan Wenhao's movement. After he realized it, he was very uncomfortable. He tried to move away, but just as he moved, Yan Wenhao held down his shoulder, unable to move half a step. He had no choice but to turn his head slightly and said, "Your Highness, I'll just do it myself."

Leaning down, putting his head close to Mu Ziling's ear, Yan Wenhao smiled, and then said softly, "Mom, don't move."

His voice is low and hoarse, full of magnetism, and it is simply very attractive.

He did it on purpose, and he enjoyed it very much.

However, at this moment, it was still out of date and he couldn't go any further. Therefore, after Yan Wenhao's words fell, he straightened up again and carefully cleaned Mu Ziling's hair.

When it was half dry, Yan Wenhao specially used some internal force, and soon, Mu Ziling's long black hair was completely dry.Throwing the towel aside, Yan Wenhao said softly: "Okay, if Qian He is tired, go to bed first."

It was probably because Yan Wenhao's technique was so gentle that the drowsiness really crept up, so Mu Ziling really felt a little sleepy.

Nodding his head slightly, after walking a few steps, Mu Ziling hesitated for a moment, then stopped, then turned to look back at Yan Wenhao, and said to him, "Thank you."

Yan Wenhao stood there and smiled at him, eyes full of deep affection.

Taking off his outer shirt and leaving only his inner shirt, Mu Ziling lay down on the bed. The tiredness and sleepiness that had appeared just now suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Thinking back on Yan Wenhao's tenderness just now, he couldn't help feeling a little turbulent, but deep down in his heart, the part he liked seemed to have increased a lot.

Thinking of this, Mu Ziling's expression suddenly changed, and he was at a loss for what to do.

It shouldn't be like this.

He clearly kept telling himself that he couldn't like it, he couldn't like it...how could he like it more and more, and couldn't restrain it more and more?

With his eyes open, Mu Ziling stared blankly at the delicately carved pattern on the top of his head with a dazed expression, lost in thought.

Mu Ziling didn't know how long he had been in a trance, all he knew was that when he came back to his senses, it was quiet outside, and a few lights were turned off, only one was left, and Fuquan and Duoyuan were gone. Hao, seems to have fallen asleep.

After turning over several times, Mu Ziling simply got up without feeling sleepy.

Softly, Mu Ziling walked around the screen and walked outside. By the faint candlelight, he saw Yan Wenhao's tall figure curled up pitifully on the bed, eyes closed, breathing steadily, as if Fell asleep.

Probably because of discomfort, his brows were still furrowed.

Although Yan Wenhao is not yet as weak as the crown, he has grown very tall. He is half a head taller than Mu Ziling, and his shoulders and chest are also much wider. With his height, he sleeps on the bed and his hands and feet Unable to stretch out, it must be uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Standing there and watching for a while, Mu Ziling's eyes flickered, and he frowned, feeling sour in his heart.

Yan Wenhao didn't need to be so wronged to sleep on the collapsed bed.

He only needs to be a little tougher, so he doesn't have to.

However, when he was concerned about himself, he compromised and was unwilling to persecute him.

Silently, Mu Ziling looked at Yan Wenhao, thought for a long time, but finally couldn't bear it.He walked slowly to Yan Wenhao's side, bent down and gently pushed him, and when he woke up with his eyes open, he said helplessly, "It's better to sleep on the bed."

Hearing this, Yan Wenhao blinked his eyes a few times, and after waking up for a while, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled happily.

"Is it true what modesty says?"

Mu Ziling blushed, coughed lightly, and said unnaturally: "Remember to bring the quilt here." If there is a quilt for each person, he will no longer be confused and sleep in Yan Wenhao's arms, right?

Nodding his head vigorously, Yan Wenhao quickly stood up from the collapse, afraid that Mu Ziling would regret it later, then picked up the quilt again, and looked at Mu Ziling happily, with bright eyes , just like a child who got a baby.

Back on the bed, Mu Ziling moved his quilt inside, leaving a large space, then ignored Yan Wenhao, climbed up by himself, covered the quilt, turned his back to Yan Wenhao, and re- Lie down.

Lying next to Mu Ziling as he wished, the corners of Yan Wenhao's mouth were raised, and a successful smile flashed across his eyes.In fact, he was not asleep just now.

Yan Wenhao stared intently at Mu Ziling whose back was turned to him, reluctant to move away, and after a long while, he suddenly said softly, "Humble, I'm very happy."

After pausing for a moment, he continued to speak again, and he asked, "Humble, between us, how about letting it take its course?" His tone was full of anticipation and a hint of caution.

Hearing this, Mu Ziling still turned his back to him, silent and silent.

It wasn't until there was a sound of drumming outside that Mu Ziling finally spoke. However, it was not an answer for Yan Wenhao.

He said, "Your Highness, it's late at night, go to sleep."