System, help me see, what kind of flower is this?

Mu Qingge really uses the system as an encyclopedia now.

: Back to the host, after identification, this is a cockscomb.

……

Mu Qingge was speechless, was this person mocking her?

I actually picked a cockscomb flower for her and came back!

She stared at Yin Nanchen's expression, that sincere look, it didn't look like it was picked to tease her at all, but it really looked like it was picked for her because it was good-looking.

Well, straight male aesthetic, maybe that's it!

Mu Qingge sighed and put the cockscomb flower into his arms properly, "Thank you, I like it very much." ”

Looking at the little woman's charming face, Yin Nanchen couldn't help but kiss it.

Mu Qingge felt his kiss, just like in the past, it was still the strange feeling of gentleness and savagery.

Looks like he really hasn't changed, right?

Her apprehensive heart finally settled, and she shook her body unnaturally, reaching out to tuck the letter of resignation into her clothes.

"Lord Wang, you don't know how much Qingqing misses you in the past few days when you are away."

At the end of the kiss, Mu Qingge lowered his head and muttered quietly.

"Really?" When Yin Nanchen heard her words, he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

"Yes, I rushed to the door to greet you, but you treated me like that, I was really wronged to death!" Mu Qingge pursed his lips, and tears fell out.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, Qingqing, my good Qingqing."

Seeing the little woman crying, Yin Nanchen felt as if her heart had been pulled up by something, and she was a little helpless to help her wipe the tears on her cheeks.

"I'm wrong, it's all my fault, I will tell you before I go out in the future, and then I will send you a message with a flying pigeon every day, okay?" Yin Nanchen coaxed her softly, and her soft tone was still like the former high-ranking prince.

"Nope." Mu Qingge refused to compromise, "At least two, or you can simply take me with you." ”

"Qingqing." Yin Nanchen smiled bitterly, "I wish I could make you a small one, carry you in my arms, and take you with me wherever I go." ”

"Then you think I'm fat, huh?" Mu Qingge keenly captured the word 'small' in his words.

"How so?" Yin Nanchen grabbed her arm, "I don't like that kind of thin and weak woman who is as sick as a bean sprout, you are so round and jade, it's too late to be happy for your husband." ”

"Really?" Mu Qingge's eyes burst into light, "In other words, you hate that fragrant appearance the most?" ”

"Isn't it?" The corners of Yin Nanchen's mouth raised slightly, and he squinted his eyes and said, "Only incapable people will like that kind of thin woman, because only that kind of woman can they show their strength in front of each other." ”

"That's it! That kind of woman, who runs away as soon as the wind blows, what's so good! Mu Qingge nodded like pounding garlic, "Lord, hearing you say this, my admiration for you is like a surging river!" ”

"Okay, you're poor." Yin Nanchen stretched out

The hand scraped the tip of her nose, "Don't you get angry with me now?" ”

"No more!" Mu Qingge shook his head like a rattle, his little face was pink and tender, with a bit of girlish shyness.

"Do you still need to be your husband in bed that night?"

"No!" Mu Qingge was happy in his heart, so he let him go, "Didn't you say that you want to go into retreat and deal with some things?" Then you should retreat first, and when you finish your retreat, we will sleep together again, and it will be the same! ”

"Okay." Yin Nanchen looked at the woman in front of him who had become much more sensible, and was also a little relieved, "My husband must deal with those things as soon as possible, and when the time comes, I will have a good time with my wife to play around, okay?" ”

Yin Nanchen knows that this girl is the kind of person who can't be stable, and once she knows that she can play all over the world, she will definitely go crazy.

Sure enough, Mu Qingge's little face turned into a chrysanthemum.

"The prince is the best!"

"Good." Yin Nanchen looked at her, and his heart was full of love and love.

Although Mu Qingge always gives people a very mature and responsible appearance, only Yin Nanchen knows how naïve a little doll a little woman is, as long as she has food and play, she can coax people very happy.

"Lord, princess, it's time for dinner."

In fact, a group of little maids eavesdropping on gossip had already gathered at the door of Jiangxingxuan.

They put it off for a long time before they finally brought in someone to call them.

"It's time for dinner!" Mu Qingge almost jumped up with joy, "Lord, I haven't thought about you these days, I've lost a lot of hunger and lost weight!" ”

"That's really hard work." Yin Nanchen looked at her deliberately displayed waist, which seemed to be indeed a lot slender.

"Then can the prince carry me over? My feet are so soft! Mu Qingge is coquettish.

Yin Nanchen had already been taken advantage of by her, staring at the smiling woman funny, and picked her up, "Well, Madam is indeed a lot lighter, I still need to eat more for dinner today." ”

Mu Qingge was happy in his heart, wrapped his hands around the man's neck, and kissed him the face, "Okay, Lord Wang, then let's go." ”

……

Yin Nanchen just carried her into the dining room, because Mu Qingge was too grinding along the way, so when they came, Thyme and Ji Yan were already waiting there.

Ji Yan didn't know if she was bewitched by the fragrance on her body, or if she was willing, she kept pestering thyme to ask left and right.

"Brother Ji, you're all here!" Mu Qingge shouted, deliberately ignoring the other person.

Thyme sat on the side, saw the faint lip print on Yin Nanchen's face with sharp eyes, and then looked at Mu Qingge, who was lying in the man's arms, and his face suddenly became a little gloomy.

She gave up her position beside her and said quietly, "Nanchen, you must be very tired after a long journey, so sit down." ”

Mu Qingge's delicate brows frowned slightly, this thyme is really scheming, just one sentence, she turned herself into an extremely ignorant woman, but she took advantage of her gentleness and thoughtfulness!

"Okay."

As soon as you enter the house

, The tangy aroma poured into the nasal cavity again, and the impression of Mu Qingge in Yin Nanchen's mind became blurry again.

He frowned, didn't speak, just gently put Mu Qingge on the chair.

"Xiangxiang girl, what kind of fat powder do you use, why is it so fragrant?" Mu Qingge smelled the aroma in the air, she had never smelled such a strong herbal fragrance.

When things go wrong, there must be demons, this is the truth she firmly believes.

This fragrant girl is definitely not that simple.

"Return to the princess." Thyme chuckled and replied, "Xiangxiang didn't use fat powder. ”

"Oh, so you're so good?"

Mu Qingge wouldn't believe these nonsense, but unfortunately this fragrance was different from any kind of perfume she had smelled, and she couldn't describe it in words, so she couldn't start to investigate.

If I had to say it, it was more of a musk.

"The side princess praised it falsely." Thyme had a soft voice, which matched her delicate image.

False praise? This fairy didn't praise you well, okay?

Mu Qingge secretly glanced at her, stretched out his chopsticks to grab a slice of roast duck, and said meaningfully: "Husband, I think the aroma of this roast duck is more attractive, don't you say?" ”

"Hmm." Yin Nanchen squinted his eyes, wondering, why is the woman in front of him, sometimes familiar, sometimes unfamiliar, sometimes wanting to be close, sometimes wanting to reject?

Mu Qingge saw that his reaction was so cold, he was a little unhappy, and stretched out his foot to secretly step on Yin Nanchen.

"Oops!" Thyme screamed, jumped up from her seat, and asked a little aggrieved, "Side princess, what are you stepping on me for?" ”

"I ......" Mu Qingge was a little dumbfounded, what the hell is going on?

She clearly remembered that it was Yin Nanchen's foot that she stepped on, could she have stepped on the wrong one?

"Sister Qing, I know you feel that you are inferior to Miss Xiangxiang's beauty, and you are a little ashamed, but you don't have to 'poison your feet' under the dinner table!" Ji Yan laughed.

You damn dead chicken, you actually turned against you!

This fairy has really raised you for so long! You white-eyed wolf, oh no, white-eyed chicken!

Mu Qingge glared at him fiercely, and had to apologize to thyme with some embarrassment, "Miss Xiangxiang, I'm sorry, I just thought there were insects under the table, so I went up and stepped on it, but I didn't expect it to be your foot." ”

This is an apology on the surface, but in fact it is a merciless sarcasm.

Since this thyme came to the palace, Mu Qingge felt that his status was worrying!

"It doesn't matter if the side princess stepped on my feet, fortunately she didn't step on Nanchen's feet, Nanchen is a prince, and she is extremely noble, but it's not something that the side princess said she could step on." Thyme showed an extremely generous appearance, and by the way, she didn't forget to praise Yin Nanchen.

If you are sitting here and become a prince, you will definitely have to live and fly with thyme at this time, and by the way, you will scold Mu Qingge again.

But sitting here is Yin Nanchen, a famous iceberg.

I saw that Yin Nanchen's eyes were indifferent, and he stretched out his chopsticks, God

The usual pickled dishes, as if the little episode just now had never appeared.

"Let's eat, it'll be cold in a while."

After a while, seeing that the two women at the dinner table had not moved their chopsticks, Yin Nanchen said.

What the hell is wrong with this guy?

Mu Qingge looked at him and felt a little strange.

Why did he feel like a different person when he saw thyme?

"Nanchen, come, eat more red beans, it's good for your body to recover." Thyme took a spoonful of red beans and placed it on his plate.

Yin Nanchen didn't speak, just silently ate the red beans on the plate.

"What physical recovery? Husband, what's wrong with you? Mu Qingge keenly captured the meaning of the other party's words.

Could it be that he is sick?

"Nothing." Yin Nanchen shook his head, his face covered with a layer of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

(End of chapter)