Zhou Yanqing was very upset and felt very sorry for Liang Wenxi.

"Have you had breakfast?"

She glanced at the sky outside Zichen Palace.

She has always been like this, people respect me, I respect people.

Guijun is kind to her, she remembers it all, and she is willing to redouble her care and love in return.

Liang Wenxi glanced at her, still not very happy, but shook his head slightly.

His faint gaze glanced at the woodcarved screen of the misty mountains in the Zichen Palace, because the screen cut off his view, he couldn't see the situation inside, but he knew that Cen Pingjun was there.

Early this morning, he heard the little eunuchs in the Chongxiao Palace talking to each other, mentioning the matter of letting Cen Pingjun sleep in Zichen Palace yesterday.

The tip of his delicate and fair nose twitched slightly, and he felt even more resentful in his heart.

"Xiangxiang, can't I?"

Zhou Yanqing was about to go to the small stove behind Zichen Palace to make breakfast for the two of them, when he heard Liang Wenxin suddenly ask pitifully.

"What?" she didn't understand, and looked back inexplicably.

Liang Wenxin grabbed the corner of his sleeve, and his fingers hooked a piece of cloth, twisting it on his fingertips like twisting a twist.

"Waiter, Xiangxiang, can't I? I can too!"

He blinked stupidly, then raised a fresh and beautiful handsome face, and stared at Zhou Yanqing with clean eyes.

"I also want to sleep for Xiangxiang. Xiangxiang doesn't want Cen Pingjun, do you want me to be okay?"

Zhou Yanqing: "???"

......

Zhou Yanqing found out one thing later, it turned out that her fool Guijun was jealous, this was competing for favor?

Hey, something seems wrong.

Jealous?

She was very skeptical that Liang Wenxin really understood the meaning of the word 'jealousy'.

In addition, she is very sure that although Liang Wenxi likes her and treats her very well, she is almost dependent, but this dependence is not the love of men and women.

She was puzzled for a moment: "Why does your lord want to sleep?"

Liang Wenxin pursed his lips gloomily.

"It's fragrant, waiting...... You can smell it all the time, and you can smell it all night!"

Then he looked at her again, his eyes even more bitter.

"Xiangxiang, don't you let others smell it, okay? You let me smell it, let me sleep, okay?"

He asked quite seriously, and Zhou Yanqing smiled.

She landed a paw on Liang Wenxi's head. She touched his head, and he made a look of enjoyment, as if he had been soothed.

"I ...... I heard you say that you seem to have a headache?"

I remember he said that when he smelled the 'incense' on her body, his head didn't hurt anymore, and his existence was like an analgesic, so he loved being with her.

Liang Wenxin nodded honestly.

Zhou Yanqing raised her arm and smelled it, she could only smell the ambergris on her body, as for the 'incense' in Liang Wenxi's mouth, she didn't know what it tasted like.

Is it because Liang Wenqi is so talented? So he can smell the fragrance that ordinary people can't smell?

"I'll get you some essential oils, but that's after the snow melts and spring...... You can try it and see if it works. ”

Liang Wenxin seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he still had a sullen breath in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on, so he was very unhappy: "The waiter ...... bed."

Zhou Yanqing sighed: "You usually want to come to Zichen Palace, you can do it at any time." But the waiter ......" The corners of her lips twitched, and once again she worriedly thought of Cen Pingjun who had turned into a dry corpse.

"You can't sleep in bed. ”

She shook her head, afraid that Liang Wenxian would become like Cen Pingjun.

Liang Wenxin pursed his thin lips, and hung his head gloomily after being rejected.