"It's nighttime, what pastry to eat?" Finger Smoke glared at him and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Zhiyu lowered her head aggrievedly, and her delicate eyebrows were about to be knotted: "I...... Finger Snow and I often eat these for dinner......" The voice grew quieter and quieter, and our fingers fiddled with the hem of our skirts.

Finger Smoke choked suddenly, and stroked his head helplessly. How could she forget? Zhiyan and Zhixue were born in poverty, and what they eat is some steamed buns. Although he was brought into the palace by Beimingyi, his habits have always been difficult to change, so he often eats pastries as meals.

Turning to look at Mu Xiaomeow, who was smiling innocently, he said softly: "Miss wait here for a while, and the slave will go down first to bring some food to Miss." Turning his head and lowering his head, he said, "You stay, if the young lady has any orders, follow them immediately." With that, he walked out of the room with lotus steps.

Mu Xiaomeow tilted her little head, looking at the guilty eyes of the two maids and couldn't help but feel funny.

"Sister Yi, what does Brother Yi do every night?" Holding a delicate little chin, he asked in a tender voice. A pair of big black eyes were full of doubts.

Zhiyan patiently explained: "The prince will read books in the library pavilion and review the knowledge taught by the Taifu in the past......" said this, but was pulled by Zhixue on the side, and only then did he wake up and stop talking.

Mu Xiaomeow pretended not to see their interaction, jumped out of bed and looked left and right, as if the things in the room were extremely fresh.

"Ah, miss, don't move around then." Pointing to the smoke that stepped into the door, he suddenly saw Mu Xiaomeow stretching out his little hand with a curious face, ready to touch the vase on the platform, and subconsciously shouted, that voice is afraid that the people in the entire palace can hear it clearly.

The sudden scolding made Mu Xiaomeow immediately shrink her hand, tugging at her sleeves aggrievedly, and her big eyes turned a little red.

"Fuck off." There was another angry shout, and I saw Bei Mingyi appear outside the door, pushed the finger cigarette away, and quickly walked to Mu Xiaomeow's side and picked her up.

"Little meow, don't cry, don't cry." If his father knew that he made Mu Xiaomeow cry, wouldn't he be finished? Thinking of this, I was even more panicked.

Mu Xiaomeow looked at Bei Mingyi's expression at this time, is there still the liveliness of the past? couldn't help but burst into laughter, blinking his eyes watery, and stretched out his little hand to pinch Beimingyi's fair face, smiling so cunningly.

Seeing that Mu Xiaomeow was no longer crying, Bei Mingyi also breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhiyan and said coldly: "If Xiaomeow wants to move something, this king is specially approved, even if it is smashed, it doesn't matter." The king will forgive you for today's events, and go down and examine yourself. Holding Mu Xiaomeow's hand, he subconsciously tightened a little.

"Little Meow, can you be with Brother Yi tonight?"

Mu Xiaomeow nodded ignorantly, and lay down on Bei Mingyi's warm chest. Feeling the warmth that once came, a lonely smile appeared on his lips.

Doesn't she know the reason why these princes love her? It's just that this will only make her feel cold.

It seems that she still overestimates herself, with a small body, how can she get a man's full love?