Lin Ling'er thought to herself, what is she doing again?

Shangguan Qingqing came in, and when he saw Lin Ling'er standing beside Mu Jiuxiao, his originally smiling face immediately sank.

stepped forward slowly, but smiled quietly:

"Brother Xiao, just now I saw that you didn't eat much, and you drank a stomach of cold water, and I have never been at ease, so I specially ordered someone to make this osmanthus flower/wine-stuffed balls to warm you up/body."

With that, she motioned to Chunxiao behind her to bring things up and present them to Mu Jiuxiao's bookcase.

Mu Jiuxiao still kept writing, but responded lightly:

"Well, let's leave it there for now."

Shangguan Qingqing was unwilling, why could Lin Ling'er be treated so favorably by Mu Jiuxiao, and he actually didn't care about his body for her, he was really angry.

After thinking about it, she said:

"Brother Xiao, in my opinion, this saying that it is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone, breaking the rules of the palace, it is always not good, it is better to just this once, not as an example, lest Brother Xiao hurt his body, let the princess know that he will feel distressed, the princess will think that it is her own fault, so that Brother Xiao will suffer, after all, this head is opened from the princess, do you say yes?"

Mu Jiuxiao put down his pen, raised his eyes and glanced at Shangguan Qingqing, took the bowl of osmanthus/wine-stuffed balls, and said:

"If the princess knows, she will only praise the king for doing a good job, because the king is getting closer and closer to her."

"But your body ......"

Shangguan Qingqing still wanted to use his body as a rhetoric, but seeing Mu Jiuxiao's calm face, he couldn't help but swallow his words back.

"Okay, this king is tired, stand down."

Mu Jiuxiao spoke lightly.

"Yes, Qingqing retired."

Shangguan Qingqing didn't forget to glare at Lin Ling'er fiercely when he left, Lin Ling'er just didn't see it, and he grinded the ink so seriously.

If there were only the two of them left in the big room, Mu Jiuxiao put the wine-brewed balls he had just picked up in front of Lin Ling'er, and said in a deep voice:

"Ate it."

Although Lin Ling'er had coveted this bowl of things for a long time, and now that she looked at it closely, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, but this was not for her, why did she let her eat it?

She was stunned, endured the strange gluttony, and said coldly:

"The slave doesn't understand what the prince means."

Mu Jiuxiao stood up, threw down a sentence, and then walked out:

"When the king returns, he doesn't want to see this bowl again."

Lin Ling'er's eyes widened, looking at the back of Mu Jiuxiao who was gradually moving away, and her eyes were full of incomprehension.

"What do you mean, he let me eat it because he didn't like the bowl of things Shangguan Qingqing gave him?"

She muttered to herself, and his words were so understandable to her.

What's in charge of him, anyway, it was given to him by Shangguan Qingqing, and he will definitely not be poisoned, so she will eat it, her stomach is hungry, and she won't eat it in vain.

However, why did Mu Jiuxiao go out? Is it specifically to make time for her to eat?

How could it be...... She suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, seeing that his lips were white and his face was tight, it couldn't be urine/urgency, right?

When I was in the private room just now, I suddenly rushed out, I must have drunk too much cold water, urinated/frequent, and couldn't hold it back.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing, feeling as if she had taken a little revenge, and her heart was suddenly refreshed.

Laughing enough, she picked up the bowl, and when Mu Jiuxiao didn't come back, she sat down on his wide chair, and devoured a bowl of balls, without even a little soup left.

Touching her round belly, she burped contentedly, her eyes rolled, thinking about what Mu Jiuxiao and Mu Tianning had said when they were in the elegant room just now, Mu Tianning wanted her to help him get some Xiangfengju, why didn't Mu Jiuxiao let her go, if she was in Xiangfengju at this time, she would talk nonsense with Mu Tianning's kid, and the time would pass faster, and it would be much more comfortable than being by Mu Jiuxiao's side.

However, it is not bad to use Chunyu to him, after all, it is Chunyu's crush, if Mu Tianning can take Chunyu into the room, it will also solve Chunyu's lifelong event, which is a good thing.

Thinking of the two fingers that Chunyu broke because of her, she couldn't help but shudder in her heart, if she could help Chunyu with something, she would definitely do it.

Holding her chin and thinking about it, she didn't notice that Mu Jiuxiao had walked in with a sunshine, and when she saw him, she was still sitting in his chair, and her fart/thigh suddenly bounced up like a spring, but because she was too eager, her calf somehow hit the chair leg, and she groaned in pain, frowned, and moved to the side.

Mu Jiuxiao looked at her series of movements, couldn't help frowning, walked to the bookcase and stood still, her eyes fixed on her, she didn't need to look to feel the two burning sights, lowered her eyes, let him watch, but the pain in her legs made her heart twitch.

He looked at the empty bowl on the bookcase again, and then said:

"This king wants to take a break and go and help this king warm up."

She was still struggling with the pain in her legs, and when she heard the word "warm chuang", her eyes widened in disbelief, and she raised her head to look at Mu Jiuxiao, and found that he was looking at her coldly, as if he wasn't joking?

But......

"Nuan chuang?"

She asked incomprehensibly,

"What's warm?"

Thinking in my heart, in modern times, when I say warm chuang, that is the meaning of bed ban and chuang, and now let her warm him chuang, which is absolutely absolutely impossible.

Mu Jiuxiao's face turned pale:

"What do you say?"

The big black eyes turned quickly, let her say, then she said okay, as soon as she raised her head, she said simply:

"Charcoal stove? A kettle? Or ......"

"You!"

Before she could think of the next thing that would warm the bed, he blurted out.

"Me?"

She pointed to her nose, her face sank instantly, and she grunted with a small brow,

"I'm not an electric blanket, so I can't warm you up."

"What did you say?"

Mu Jiuxiao didn't hear clearly or understand.

She looked up and said clearly:

"Lord Wang, the slave maid is just a maid, if the prince needs to warm the chuang, the slave and the maid can go to invite the princess now, or the prince will move to Chongxiao Pavilion, and naturally someone will help the prince warm the chuang."

She stiffened her little face and spoke righteously and strictly.

Mu Jiuxiao suddenly understood what she meant, the corners of her lips unconsciously raised slightly, walked over and sat down behind the bookcase, and then said calmly:

"You go and help this king warm up first, and then come to tell the king when you are warm, when this king is resting, you can go back to the elegant room to rest."

"Huh?"

She subconsciously exclaimed, she didn't expect that Mu Jiuxiao's warmth was really just to make the bed warmer, and she couldn't help but blush when she recalled her dirty thoughts just now.

"Why, isn't this the duty of a slave?"

Mu Jiuxiao picked up the pen and asked casually.

She blinked, saying that if it was really just a simple warmth, of course it was the duty of a slave, and it was understandable.

Having said that, in fact, in ancient times, the master's words were holy decrees, and the slave had no room to resist or question at all, she had to do whatever she was asked to do, and it was her duty to do anything.

She sank her heart and said lightly:

"Yes, slave and maid will go."

Silently turned around, silently bypassed the screen, silently got on his bed, pulled the quilt to cover it, and now, she is the electric blanket of this bed.

A familiar smell filled his nostrils, it was a smell that belonged to him, a smell that only he had.

Inexplicably her nose was sore, she almost burst into tears, those past that belonged to them were vivid, especially the days in Fangcheng, those chanmian's sympathetic shots were like wisps of green silk wrapped around her heart, and she couldn't breathe.

Closing her eyes, she shook her head vigorously, don't think, don't think about the past anymore, the past means forgetting, she wants to forget about him and start her life again.

Yes, look ahead, she thought silently in her mind.

Shangguan Qingqing came out of Mu Jiuxiao's study and walked on the way back to Qingxin Garden, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, the scene of Mu Jiuxiao and Mu Tianning rushing to help Lin Ling'er drink cold water was constantly replayed in front of her, she couldn't understand, in addition to Lin Ling'er's appearance, what magic power could make the two men jealous of her?

Thinking of the cold water that Mu Jiuxiao drank on her behalf one after another, but no one stood up for her when she drank it, so she could only let Chunxiao drink it on her behalf, she clenched her fists with hatred, and the roots of her teeth itched.

Originally, she planned to go back to Qingxin Garden directly, but halfway through she changed her route to Chongxiao Pavilion.

In the west chamber, Yun Chengcheng was embroidering her white peony, and when she heard movement outside, she thought that Shangguan Qingqing had brought her words, and Mu Jiuxiao finally came.

She put down her needle and thread, and ran over excitedly to open the curtain herself, but what she saw was Shangguan Qingqing and Chunxiao, and she couldn't help but turn dark.

Shangguan Qingqing told Yun Lingcheng about what happened today, and after hearing this, Yun Chengcheng put all his resentment and anger on Lin Ling'er.

"Hmph, Lin Ling'er, this stinky girl, why didn't she see it when she was in the palace before, her ability is not small!"

There are some things that she can't say in her heart, Nangong Jue approached her for her, and Mu Jiuxiao snubbed her beloved princess because of her arrival, she was just a wild girl who picked up herself who wanted nothing, why did every man like her?

In the past, it was Nangong Jue, but now it is Mu Jiuxiao and that Mu Tianning!

Shangguan Qingqing was also unconvinced, her jealousy was bursting, she suddenly remembered what Mu Tianning said, he had sat on Lin Ling'er's bed, neither soft nor hard......

Thinking about it, she quietly told Yun Chengcheng of her thoughts, and Yun Chengcheng smiled weirdly after hearing this......

In the quiet forbearance room, time passed minute by minute, Mu Jiuxiao always sat behind the bookcase, and the few lines that fell at this time were the same sentence: Lovesick people know when they meet, and this scene is embarrassing!

Unconsciously, an hour has passed, but Lin Ling'er has never come out to call him.

Mu Jiuxiao put down his pen, an imperceptible smile overflowed on his lips, stood up and walked slowly to the inner room.