Yang Muxiao suddenly raised his head, and his bright and clear eyes looked at the handsome man in front of him quietly.

She thought about it, she was willing to gamble, bet on whether Zhou Jun had herself in her heart.

At least, my current self likes Zhou Jun.

Actually, Zhou Jun has her in his heart.

It's a pity that Yang Muxiao has always misunderstood him...... Time seemed to have stopped, and Yang Muxiao was just let Zhou Jun hold him.

I don't know how long it took for Zhou Jun to finally let go of Yang Muxiao.

"Xiaoxiao, it's late. You go to bed first. Let me look at you for a while, just for a while. ”

Yang Muxiao blinked, nodded, and ran to the bed.

Zhou Jun didn't know what he was thinking, so he froze in place and didn't move.

His brows furrowed slightly, and Yang Muxiao shouted in a childish childish voice: "Brother Jun, what are you thinking?" ”

After speaking, Yang Muxiao ignored Zhou Jun and lay down on the bed by herself.

After a while, Yang Muxiao fell asleep.

The sound of even breathing came faintly.

"Silly girl......"

In a hazy moment, Yang Muxiao heard Zhou Jun's voice.

However, she didn't think much about it, and fell asleep slowly.

How could she see Zhou Jun's lost eyes and the gentle stroking of her.

Next.

"Miss? Miss? ”

In my ears, Xiao Rong's voice came, "Miss, wake up!" ”

Yang Muxiao opened her eyes in a daze: "Xiao Rong, where is His Royal Highness the Prince?" ”

She looked east and west and found that there was no figure of Zhou Jun.

Suddenly, she felt as if her heart was empty, and she didn't know why.

She suddenly remembered that when Zhou Jun accompanied her last night, she felt very relieved.

It is undeniable that she is indeed in love with Zhou Jun.

"Xiaoxiao, do you miss this palace?"

A familiar voice came in from the door, and even Yang Muxiao herself didn't notice it, her heart, which felt a little empty, now felt very full.

Looking at Yang Muxiao's happy face, Zhou Jun almost fell intoxicated.

After all, Yang Muxiao only drew a red spot on half of her face, and now she used the other half of her face to face Zhou Jun, and Zhou Jun realized that she was so beautiful.

If she wasn't a fool, she would probably accept her, right?

"Let's go. Let's go out and tell the whole world that you are going to marry this palace. ”

I don't know why, anyway, now, Zhou Jun's mind actually appeared Xia Qing's face.

Yang Muxiao jumped out of bed.

When Zhou Jun hadn't come over just now, Xiao Rong had already washed and dressed her.

"Brother Jun, let's go."

Sure enough, a fool is a fool.

Zhou Jun looked at Yang Muxiao, who was holding his hand tightly, and thought secretly in his heart.

However, what Zhou Jun didn't know was how scared Yang Muxiao was in his heart.

She was afraid, afraid that if she was not careful, Zhou Jun would leave her.

Yang Muxiao held Zhou Jun's hand tightly, just to reassure himself - Zhou Jun was still by his side, at least, now he still has his own in his heart.

That's right, Yang Muxiao is indeed deceiving herself.

But...... What would she do but deceive herself?

Unconsciously, there were a little tears in the corners of Yang Muxiao's eyes.

Realizing that he was crying, while Zhou Jun was not paying attention, Yang Muxiao quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

She was worried, worried that Zhou Jun would find out about this qiē.

Even Yang Muxiao didn't know what she was thinking.

In fact, she wasn't afraid that Zhou Jun would find out that she was crying, she was just afraid that after Zhou Jun found out that she was crying, would he ask her something, and would he ignore her anymore.

Should...... It won't, right?

But even Yang Muxiao himself can't figure it out...... Hehehe, isn't she pathetic?