"Lord Wang?" Mu Changhuan screamed, and lifted the quilt up with one hand.

Seeing her guarding against him like this, Xiao He's originally gentle face suddenly became unbearable, stood up, and said with a cold face, "You freshen up first, this king is waiting for you outside." With that, he walked out.

Mu Changhuan watched him leave and breathed a sigh of relief.

Not long after, Qingtong walked in from outside.

Seeing that the marks on her body were heavier than yesterday, the little maid couldn't help frowning fiercely, and said distressedly, "Miss, how can the prince be like this, the knife on your wrist is not good...... No, the slave is going to find him, let him have something to do with the slave and maid, and don't bully the young lady! With that, he turned around and was about to settle accounts with Xiao He.

How dare Mu Changhuan let her go to Xiao He, and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop her, "Qingtong, you stop for me!" ”

Qingtong reluctantly stopped, pouted and turned around.

"The prince didn't bully me," Mu Changhuan held his forehead and explained helplessly.

"Then why do you have so many bruises and red marks on your body?" Qingtong questioned, obviously unconvinced.

“…… You, go and ask Mama Jiang," Mu Changhuan was thin-skinned, and some explanations were really indescribable, so he had to push them to Mama Jiang.

Qingtong heard her own young lady say this, and at that moment, she said "um" suspiciously, and said seriously, "Then the slave will ask Mama Jiang when she turns around." ”

Finally appeased this girl, Mu Changhuan thought that Xiao He was still waiting outside, and he was upset again.

After a quarter of an hour, she freshened up and headed out.

In the dining room, breakfast has been prepared, and the shrimp and scallop porridge is bubbling hot, fragrant and delicious, and it is very appetizing.

"Sit down," Xiao He looked at her with a pair of deep eyes, as if he could see her thoughts, and after she sat down, he personally filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to her.

"Thank you, Lord Wang." Mu Changhuan politely thanked him.

Xiao He raised his eyes, glanced at her lightly, and said, "You and I don't have to be like this between husband and wife. ”

Mu Changhuan didn't expect him to say this, so he laughed stiffly and didn't make a sound.

A breakfast was eaten in silence.

Half an hour later, breakfast was taken down.

The two of them rinsed their mouths separately, cleaned their hands again, and sat down on the Luohan bed, Mu Changhuan spoke first, "I just heard Qingtong say that the county lord of Yonghe has returned to his house?" ”

"Well," Xiao He heard this, responded lightly, paused, and said, "You don't have to pay attention to her over there, she has Mama Gao in charge." ”

“…… The concubine body means that the county lord has always been weak, and the concubine is the eldest sister-in-law, should she visit one or two? ”

Xiao He heard her ask, and without thinking about it, he refused, "No need, you can take care of the Beijing Palace." ”

"Tube...... Beijing Palace? Mu Changhuan was surprised.

Xiao He turned his head sideways, looked at her coldly, raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and said in a cold voice, "You are the princess of Beijing, shouldn't you?" ”

Mu Changhuan: "......"

"Or does the princess actually have other plans in her heart, and she has never regarded the palace as her own home, let alone the king's wife?" Xiao He asked rhetorically, stood up, and approached Mu Changhuan step by step.

Mu Changhuan was trapped by him, shrouded in his extremely powerful gaze, so nervous that he almost couldn't breathe.

"Speak!"

Xiao He's burning breath sprayed on her face, and her slender fingers picked her chin impatiently as she couldn't refuse.

Mu Changhuan was forced to look at him, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, like a frightened deer. She stared at herself in his pupils, and said in a trembling voice, "Back to the prince's words, the concubine has never thought of leaving the prince, but ...... Getting married in a hurry will inevitably be a little uncomfortable, and I also asked the prince to give the concubine some time to allow the concubine to adapt to her current identity. ”

"How long?" Xiao He asked directly, and seemed to accept her words.

Mu Changhuan bit his lip and said tentatively, "Three or three months? ”

"Huh?" Xiao He lowered his voice and asked rhetorically in a lengthened tone.

Mu Changhuan thought he was unhappy, so he reluctantly changed his words, "The concubine is saying, a month." He looked like he was afraid that he would not agree.

"A month?" Xiao He was pleased by her sudden change of words, and with a somewhat dangerous smile, he asked again.

Mu Changhuan didn't know what he was thinking, and thought that he was still dissatisfied, so he bit his lip, the tails of his eyes were already a little red, and he said pitifully, "That...... Seven days? ”

"Are you sure?" Xiao He asked rhetorically.

At this moment, Mu Changhuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, she bit her lower lip hard, stared at him angrily, and said fiercely, "Xiao He, don't deceive people too much!" ”