Jin Muchen slept next to Mo Junxuan, and when he heard the movement of sitting up, he couldn't help lowering his voice and said, "Third son, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Mo Junxuan said in a bad tone: "It's too stuffy here, I'll go out to breathe." ”

So saying, he got up, put on his coat, and went out of the tent.

Sultry? Jin Muchen twitched the corners of his mouth, a little speechless.

The climate here is hot during the day and cold at night, and the temperature after sunset is almost two seasons from the day! Where is it stuffy??

He is now more and more determined, this Royal Highness is abnormal!

The reason for the abnormality seems to have something to do with the boy named Suifeng and the man outside......

The prince's tolerance for the wind is very high, but when he hears the sound of this flute, he is a little irritable, and that with the wind, he should know this flute man......

This complex relationship......

Jin Muchen didn't dare to continue thinking about it......

"What did the third prince do?" Chen Yuan also woke up and asked Jin Muchen beside him in a low voice.

He said he breathed. Jin Muchen pulled the quilt and wrapped himself a little tighter.

"Breathable?" Chen Yuan obviously didn't believe it, he listened attentively, frowned, and said, "Why did the man follow up again!" ”

"Who knows, go to sleep." Jin Muchen turned over, intending to continue playing chess with Zhou Gong.

As for the blowjobman, he was not interested in going out to meet people at all, because he knew that he couldn't find anyone when he went out!

Chen Yuan thought about it, also tugged on the quilt, and continued to sleep.

At the other end of the tent, Cang Qing also opened her eyes, staring at the pitch-black tent above her head, not knowing what she was thinking......

Xiangli Xia Huai beside him smashed his mouth and muttered: "It's good, it's as good as the wind blows......"

Then continue to snooz.

I don't know if Fang is waking up, or if he is talking in a dream.

……

Mo Junxuan stood outside the tent, listening attentively, listening carefully to the sound of the flute, trying to identify the direction of the person who was blowing the flute.

However, unsurprisingly, the sound of the flute still seemed to come from all directions, and the specific direction could not be heard at all!

A gust of cold wind hit and blew on Mo Junxuan's body, and the bone-piercing chill made him shiver involuntarily!

Mo Junxuan suddenly felt that he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, standing here blowing the cold wind, and he was more inexplicable than the man in the secret, like a stupid × who was being teased!

Isn't that stupid× He felt like he couldn't even understand himself!

What the hell have you been doing lately?

In the end, Mo Junxuan flicked his sleeves, turned around, and got back into the tent.

After lying back in his position, Mo Junxuan tried hard to put himself to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep.

His mind was a mess and he didn't know what he was thinking, not even when the sound of the flute had stopped.

He was like this, confused, and opened his eyes until dawn......

In the morning, after a brief freshening up, everyone had breakfast together.

Mo Junxuan's pair of giant panda eyes were very obvious, and everyone noticed it, but the people who found him abnormal recently didn't say anything.

Only Cen Xiyan asked with a puzzled expression: "Yo, Wei San Gongzi, why are there such big dark circles under your eyes?" Didn't you sleep well last night? ”

"Hmm." Mo Junxuan glanced at her and said casually: "I recognize the bed." ”

"Hehe......" Cen Xiyan smiled, "It's been so many days, and you just started to recognize the bed?" The reflection arc can be really long......"