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Rui'er brought in a few appetizers, Yang Yupei took a few bites, and Rui'er then brought flower cakes.

"This is made of the freshly picked autumn chrysanthemum in the garden by the slave maid this morning, the cook is skillful, it is smooth and refreshing, princess, you can taste it."

Yang Yupei's illness has not recovered, his face is pale, and his arms are lazily leaning on the pillow, "Let's put it aside, let you pay attention to the whereabouts of the prince, can you find its rules?" ”

Rui'er smiled sweetly, "Princess, I have inquired clearly, the prince reads and writes in the morning, meets guests in the afternoon, and practices swords at dusk." ”

"Where is he eating?"

"Side, side concubine ......" Rui'er Zhiwu.

Yang Yupei lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "You go and report to the prince and say that the concubine has something to discuss with him." ”

"Yes."

…………

After a while, Rui'er came in and passed the word.

Yang Yupei straightened the moire beaded hairpin on the bun, and he came faster than she expected.

"It's rare that the princess has something to discuss with the king." Li Chongjun smiled proudly and strode in.

Rui'er hurriedly poured tea for the two masters. Rui'er is a smart girl, when she gets to tea, the prince will naturally sit down and drink tea, and she won't go too fast, right?

"It's not a big deal, just wanted to ask...... Regarding the arrival of the holy car, can the prince be ready? ”

"It's business as usual, it doesn't have to be deliberate."

Yang Yupei smiled lightly and nodded.

"Is the princess feeling better?" He saw that her face was pale and lacking, and she seemed to be holding up her body, and he felt a little unbearable.

"The concubine's body is recuperating well, her body has healed, and her illness is like a thread, and some of them lack blood."

"Then there will be a lot of tonics, bird's nest, ejiao, there are a lot of them in the palace pharmacy, and the princess is not good when she is sick."

Yang Yupei couldn't help but smile, "Thank you for your concern, do you want to taste this golden chrysanthemum cake?" This morning's chrysanthemum is very delicious. ”

She lightly pointed to the chrysanthemum cake on a few cases, and the smile on her beautiful face was soft, gentle and lovely, without her usual arrogance, which was enough to tug at people's heartstrings.

"Oh? Yes. Li Chongjun took the chopsticks and small plate handed over by Rui'er and tasted it.

Yang Yupei's eyes were bright, and Rui'er secretly instructed the maid to bring other snacks as well.

A variety of snacks are placed on the table, and there are many patterns.

"Why do you think the cook in the princess's courtyard is different from mine?"

"The chef is the same, but he cooks the food according to his personal taste."

He spoke softly, "If you don't open your heart, how can you know that other people's tastes are not in line with your own?" ”

The room was getting darker and darker, and there was a tendency for wind and rain to come, so Rui'er took a few maids to light the lamp.

After a while, five thunders thundered, heavy rain poured, and there was a lot of movement outside the window.

"I didn't expect there to be thunderstorms this season."

"Although the sky has its laws, there will always be times when it is cloudy and sunny, and it will not be determined by mortals." Yang Yupei is a transparent person.

King Wei tugged at the corners of his mouth, "People can't win the sky, but this king thinks he can win his life." ”

Yang Yupei smiled bitterly, how could it be?

"The dampness in the room is heavy, so the princess should go back to lie down on the couch." Without waiting for her to react, he suddenly got up and picked her up sideways and walked to the couch. Her body was light and fluttering, nestled in his arms, Zhu Jie was rubbed, the bun was instantly loose, and after a few steps, the long black hair like a waterfall hung down and stuck to him.

"You are so resting, this king will not disturb you, don't stay." Li Chongjun gently put her on the bed, and did not forget to tell her before leaving.

With that, he turned and walked out the door, walking away step by step......

"Lord Wang......" was like a fish in her throat, her heart was entangled, and she finally stopped him.

"Huh?" He looked back at the person on the bed who was belated.

"That...... The road is slippery on a rainy day, and the prince is still ...... tonight Rest here. In a short sentence, she held back for a long time, and a flush appeared on her pale face.

Li Chongjun was incredulous, took a few steps forward, and said in a slightly joking tone, "Are you sure, princess?" ”

"Rui'er—" She deliberately avoided his gaze and called Rui'er in a loud voice.

She also had to do it as a last resort.

"The slave is here."

"Go and bring a mattress over, spread it on the couch, and the prince will rest here tonight." She had kept him tonight, but she couldn't take advantage of him.

Li Chongjun's face darkened for a while, and he thought it was ......

"It is natural for husband and wife to share the same bed, why should the princess call this king sleep on the couch." Someone is dissatisfied.

She was slightly embarrassed and cleared her throat, "I have not recovered from my serious illness, and I am afraid that I will give the prince my sickness, and His Majesty will come in the past few days, if the prince is sick, then the concubine is not guilty." ”

He was speechless, so high-sounding, who said he was healed before?

The maids were secretly happy outside. The two have only been married for a few months, and the relationship has changed from a needle-to-needle relationship at the beginning, to occasional quarrels later, and now they can finally accept each other.

In the same room, listening to each other's shallow breathing, both of them tossed and turned all night.

Yang Yupei's heart was pounding happily, but he couldn't explain the reason, but there was an inexplicable feeling quietly spreading. She was a little uneasy...... Fear that this feeling will disappear, this feeling of two people staying quietly together, no one talking.

Even she herself couldn't figure it out, it was clear that they were people who weren't used to each other not long ago, and now they ......

The inner chamber was quiet, and you could hear a needle dropping.

"Yang Yupei."

The man sleeping opposite suddenly spoke, and Yang Yupei was stunned, he had never called her name.

It took a moment for her to respond gently, "Huh? ”

"Do you like me?" Li Chongjun's tone was light and calm, as if he was just asking casually.

In the dark, Yang Yupei, who was facing away from him, pursed her lips, and her palm couldn't help but grab the quilt, she was a little nervous. He is not talking about "this king", but "me".

Long......

He didn't wait for her to respond, turned his back to the direction of the bed, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a few months, Li Chongjun gradually understood Yang Yupei's temperament, this person has a clear love and hate, never gives in, and will not deliberately please others against his will. He was very surprised to keep him suddenly tonight, and with her temperament, it was not impossible to say that this move was intended for him. This kind of intention is not the princess to the prince, but Yang Yupei to Li Chongjun.

Even though he was facing away from her, the corners of his mouth turned upward, and it wasn't long before the sound of slow breathing came from behind him.

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The next day, the morning light was faint.

Yang Yupei woke up and found that Li Chongjun had already gotten up and left, and the maid had even tidied up the bedding and put it back on a few cases.

She sat on the bed, staring blankly in the direction of the couch, as if she still had the breath of last night's people. Last night he asked her, did she like him?

She didn't dare answer.

By calling himself "I", he was already opening his heart to her, and if she lied, she would feel guilty.

Therefore, she could only pretend to be asleep.