Looking at her two thin lips, chattering and aggressive, across the wooden table, he actually kissed it subconsciously.

The four lips touched, and her eyes instantly widened.

In front of him was his magnified handsome face, as well as his slightly squinted eyes, long eyelashes, and high nose bridge......

What is he doing?

She was completely stunned on the spot, her body was already stiff, and her heart seemed to be about to jump out.

Why did her heart beat a few points faster every time he kissed her?

Is there any magic in his lips? Heart-pounding magic?

Just as he was thinking, after a brief lip flap contact, he let go of her.

A deep voice was slightly hoarse, fluttering in her ears:

"Can't stop you?"

He noticed that her face was flushed.

The juice/liquid soaked lip flap has a watery sheen, like a freshly ripe red cherry, cute and inviting.

He jerked to his feet and left his seat, his back to her.

Her mouth is too hard, just a kiss!

After a long time, he spat out a word, and then turned to leave:

"The king needs a peony embroidery to make a birthday gift for the queen mother, and seven days later, the king will come to pick it up in person."

Lin Ling'er, who had been stunned in place, came back to her senses, chased him out, and shouted eagerly:

"Hey, hey, hey...... Don't go, don't go......"

Chased to the door, the guards outside stopped her and did not allow her to take another half step.

She held the guard's halberd, looked at Mu Jiuxiao's distant back, and still shouted without giving up:

"Can't you make a birthday gift without embroidery? In fact, what this princess is best at is singing and dancing, singing and dancing......"

Mu Jiuxiao's steps were fast, as if he was in a hurry to leave the Qiuluan Palace, and by the time she chased him to the door, he had already walked far away.

Lin Ling'er screamed angrily and slammed the door shut.

"Ah...... Mu Jiuxiao, you pervert, big pervert ......"

She squatted on the ground, put her head in her hands, and cursed angrily,

"What are you letting my mother do? Embroidery? The old lady has never even touched the embroidery needle, you actually let me embroider peonies? I'll embroider your grandma! ”

At this moment, Xiao Yingzi pushed the door and entered, holding various colored cloths in her hands, and on top of it was a delicate little basket, which was filled with embroidery thread and other embroidery supplies.

She pouted and said puzzledly:

"Princess, look at these things, the prince asked the slave maid to bring them to you, and the prince said that you will use them."

Lin Ling'er stood up suddenly, and when she saw what Xiao Yingzi was holding in her arms, she immediately retreated to the stool, tilted her head, and "fainted".

Xiao Yingzi was so frightened that she threw away everything and ran straight towards Lin Ling'er:

"Princess, princess, are you okay, don't scare the slave?"

Lin Ling'er slowly raised her head, opened her eyes, and threw down a sentence half-dead:

"I'm in trouble, I might as well die!"

"Princess......

She didn't hear what Xiaoyingzi said next, because there were only a few words left in her head, all of which floated around like ghosts with knives: embroidery...... Peony...... Peony...... Embroidery......

She really had her brain pumping at that time to repay her kindness with such a thing as a substitute marriage, and she endured it when she lost her freedom and body, because no matter where she complained, it was a normal husband and wife affair when the prince became a princess, and no one could make sense.

But she doesn't know how to embroider at all, when she embroidered in the past in Yunqingcheng, she either yawned on the side, or fluttered butterflies when the butterflies came, in case she helped in this matter, could her little life be saved?

Safety first, life is important!

It seems that she can't escape this time......

In the dead of night, only the sound of the bleak autumn wind passing through the dead trees could be heard outside the autumn mountain hall.

In the Qiuluan Palace, Lin Ling'er was lying on the bed, with her hands behind her head, looking at the sky.

All the things that were disguised were hidden under the bed in the west wing, and they were not brought at all, and it was impossible to leave through the disguise.

But seven days later, where is she going to get a peony embroidery for Mu Jiuxiao?

It's really driving people crazy!

Thinking of this, she tossed and turned uneasily, rolling the neat bed into a mess.

At this time, Xiao Yingzi's voice came:

"Princess, why did the prince give you these fabrics and embroidery threads, does he want you to practice embroidery?"

Look, look, even Xiaoyingzi can see that she can't embroider, she is dead this time.

"Princess, what did the prince tell you this morning? The slave feels as if you're unhappy......"

Happy?

Her life is dying, can she be happy?

However, Mu Jiuxiao told her something this morning, she didn't think of it, but she remembered the kiss.

Fingers couldn't help touching the upper lip flap, there seemed to be a residual smell of him on it, she couldn't tell what it was, only remembered his male/sexual, domineering aura.

Is this how he flirts/flirts with his little pink?

As long as his little pink isn't well-behaved, he seals her mouth with a kiss?

Annoyed to death, why is she inexplicably irritable and angry when she thinks of him and his little pink? Angry and want to beat him up?

"Princess?"

Xiao Yingzi had already walked to the edge of the bed, and softly called out to her,

"Princess?"

Seeing that she didn't react, Xiao Yingzi screamed again.

"Huh? What? ”

Lin Ling'er came back to her senses and asked impatiently.

Xiao Yingzi smiled good-naturedly:

"Princess, this is your clothes to change, the slave has prepared them for you, and I will wait for you to change your clothes!"

"Didn't you just change your clothes yesterday morning? Trouble ......"

Lin Ling'er said casually.

Xiao Yingzi smiled:

"Princess, look at the environment of this Qiuluan Palace, you have been stained with musty smell all over your body after staying here for a day, and you don't want to smell you all over this smell when the prince comes next time, right? So it's better to swap things out. ”

Thinking of her wolf appearance when she saw Mu Jiuxiao this morning, Lin Ling'er scratched her hair impatiently and sat up:

"Let it go, I'll change it myself."

"Yes."

Xiao Yingzi put the neatly folded clothes on the bed and turned to do other things.

Lin Ling'er's eyes fell on the clothes, and a bright color jumped into her eyes, and when she grabbed it, it was one of her belly pockets.

"Belly pocket?"

She exclaimed.

By the way, belly pocket, she has a very special belly pocket, how did she forget this?

"Xiaoyingzi, where are you in my clothes?"

Xiaoyingzi thought something was wrong, and hurriedly ran over:

"Princess, what's wrong? I've got all your clothes in the closet over there......"

"Alright, go about your business."

"Oh......"

Xiaoyingzi walked away puzzled, and Lin Ling'er opened the wardrobe and began to rummage through the cabinets.

It's a pity that I rummaged through all the belly pockets brought by Xiaoyingzi, but I didn't find that special belly pocket.

"Why didn't you bring that ......?"

She muttered to herself, suddenly her eyes lit up, she unbuttoned the placket on her body, and found that the special belly pocket was originally worn on her body, and she usually didn't pay much attention to her clothes, so she even forgot about it.

“YES！”

She secretly screamed, with this little piece of cloth, her little life was saved.

Hades Mansion, Quiet Ninja Room-

Mu Jiuxiao was lying on the bed with his clothes closed, and every time in the dead of night, this was a rare quiet time for him.

His heart was constantly tied to hatred, to the coming great war, his nerves were tense all the time, and he was tired every day.

He took out the half-embroidered pink belly pocket from his bosom, and he couldn't help but put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Originally, there was a lingering smell of a hot spring woman on it, a faint fragrance, and every time he smelled it, his heart would always get a moment of relaxation and satisfaction.

But since that day it fell into the bathtub, the original smell has been washed away, and now it is only a faint scent of roses.

He put it back in his arms, closed his eyes, and unknowingly a person appeared in his mind.

The hairy eyes, the pink and moist lips, the way he deliberately flaunted in front of him, the feeling when he kissed her......

He sat up irritably, why did he think of Cloudfall at such a beautiful moment?

"Lord Wang, Shangguan Junshi asks to see you."

Mutu came to report.

"Let him in."

Mu Jiuxiao was puzzled, it was already late, why did Shangguan come here uselessly?

He got up, straightened his face, and walked out of the inner chamber.

In front of the bookcase, Shangguan uselessly saluted Mu Jiuxiao respectfully, and said:

"Lord Wang, I have rarely seen Lord Wang in the past two days, so the old minister can only come to disturb Lord Wang at this time."

"It doesn't matter."

Mu Jiuxiao threw out two words, walked to the back of the bookcase and sat down.

Shangguan Wufu thought for a moment, smiled and asked:

"I don't know what the prince plans to do with Yun Chengcheng's use of a fake hand to fool the prince?"

"Disposition?"

Mu Jiuxiao picked up a book casually, and said casually,

"If you are grounded in the Autumn Mountain Hall for a month, it should be regarded as a disposal of her."

"That's all?"

Shangguan Wufu obviously didn't expect Mu Jiuxiao to despise this matter so much, thinking how resolute he was in cutting off Yun Chengcheng's hands before, and he didn't listen to his dissuasion at all, what is the reason for such a big change now?

Mu Jiuxiao directly ignored Shangguan's useless surprise and asked:

"What, what objections does Shangguan Junshi have?"

Shangguan Wufu tightened his eyebrows, and hurriedly bowed and said:

"No, the old minister didn't dare, but the old minister didn't expect that the prince would be so lenient and forgiving. I think that the prince insisted on cutting off Yun Chengcheng's hands, and he wanted to kill him and ...... quickly."

Mu Jiuxiao didn't seem to want to listen to Shangguan useless anymore, so he directly interrupted him:

"Thankfully, those hands are fake."

Shangguan looked up uselessly and said in surprise:

"Lord, what do you say?"

Mu Jiuxiao said lightly while flipping through the pages:

"In a few days it is the queen mother's birthday, and this king still needs her hand to prepare a gift for the queen mother."

Watching Mu Jiuxiao grow up since he was a child, Shangguan was useless at this time, but he couldn't see through what he was thinking.

I could only nod and say:

"That's fine, but I don't know how the prince plans to explain the princess's fake hand incident to everyone......"

"What this king has done does not need to be explained to anyone."

Mu Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows and said coldly.