In modern times, Cheng Tiantian knows a little about the procedure of signing a contract.

So, she first wrote a big title: The agreement between the two parties A and B in the Jingwang Mansion. Then write down, Party A: Cheng Tiantian, Party B: King Jing

The entire agreement reads as follows:

One. Party A and Party B are named husband and wife, which is actually an ordinary relationship.

Two. Under any circumstance, Party B shall not force Party A to do anything beyond the ordinary relationship between men and women under any pretext.

Three. Party A voluntarily works in the palace, and Party A obeys Party B's instructions.

Cheng Tiantian didn't study well in the past, so she could only write a few sentences after thinking about it for a long time at the moment, but it basically explained her intentions.

Her main purpose in writing this agreement was to make Mu Lingxuan remember that the two of them couldn't have that kind of thing, and she could listen to him for anything else.

After writing it, I read it and felt good about myself. So, Cheng Tiantian handed the piece of paper with a few lines written on it to Mu Lingxuan in a regular manner: "Lord Wang, please take a look." ”

Mu Lingxuan took the so-called note and glanced at it casually.

A hairpin looks pretty good, but the content is really funny.

Cheng Tiantian, what kind of weird girl is she? Sometimes it looks naïve, sometimes it seems very mature, sometimes it looks tough and fearless, and sometimes it is flustered.

Inadvertently, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Mu Lingxuan's mouth, but he didn't notice it.

Cheng Tiantian looked at Mu Lingxuan's face from the side, which was not as cold as just now, just like the river in early spring had melted into a frozen corner, and there was a trace of warmth. She secretly rejoiced in her heart: it seemed that he was also satisfied with this agreement.

"If the prince has no opinion, please sign the prince's name on it." Cheng Tiantian handed over the pen diligently, how could she miss such a good opportunity? It's rare that this cold-faced Rakshasa prince seems to be in a better mood, so hurry up and let him sign it. Leaving something in black and white in hand is always reassuring.

Mu Lingxuan didn't seem to hear what Cheng Tiantian said, and he didn't take the pen she handed over, and his eyes fell on the piece of paper in his hand again. This time he looked very seriously, and he didn't look away for a long time, he was simply studying carefully.

Cheng Tiantian's heart was a little hairy, what was he thinking? Just a few lines should have been read a long time ago, didn't he want to sign?

Coughing lightly, she couldn't help but remind: "Lord Wang, the pen will give you ......"

"Cheng Tiantian, the first one must be changed." Mu Lingxuan looked at Cheng Tiantian with a smile, and said slowly: "The relationship between this king and you is not a husband and wife, nor an ordinary person, but a master and a slave. ”

"Oh." Cheng Tiantian responded lightly, thinking, it's so stingy, you have to care about even one or two words like this.

"Article 3 should also be changed, you should write that Party A is willing to be a slave in the palace, and voluntarily and completely obeys Party B's orders." Mu Lingxuan continued.

"Oh." Cheng Tiantian sighed again, it was really choking to meet such a calculating man.

"Also, add Article 4, without the consent of Party B, Party A shall not step out of the palace without permission." Unexpectedly, Mu Lingxuan didn't give up, and said such a sentence coldly.

"Lord Wang, this is too much, even if I am a servant, but I am not a prisoner, you can't restrict my freedom!" Cheng Tiantian couldn't help it, and retorted with wide eyes.