"If you don't let me in, where will I sleep tonight?" Ye Jiu couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Xing's face was expressionless: "The subordinates don't know, the subordinates just obeyed the orders of a few of your side husbands to stay here." ”

Ye Jiu choked and roared: "Are you the king's guard or their guard!" ”

Jiang Xing's face was still paralyzed: "If you can drive them out of the house or give them a letter of resignation, your subordinates will listen to you." ”

Ye Jiu choked again, and she was desperate to find that she really couldn't do anything about those men.

Jiang Xing suddenly thought of something, walked into the room, and came out with a pillow in his hand.

"This is your pillow, my lord, and this is also what they ordered his subordinates."

Ye Jiu silently took his pillow with a complicated expression.

Are you really going to sleep on the street tonight?

Not even a quilt.

"The prince is so self-conscious."

In Jiang Xing's opinion, the prince just healed the scar and forgot the pain.

Ye Jiu hugged the pillow and stood in the courtyard, looking at the miserable scenery in front of him with a complicated expression.

The white arboreal crow in the atrium, the cold dew is silent and the wet osmanthus is ......

Yejiu wanted to cry.

A cool breeze blew, and she hugged the pillow tightly and shivered.

Yejiu walked slowly on the gravel road.

Little cabbage, yellow in the ground, two or three years old, no mother~

It's so miserable~

Ye Jiu thought for a moment.

Tonight seems to be the North Palace Festival.

She stopped in front of the door of the Yi Gong Courtyard, stretched out her hand and hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door.

There is no one else who has done her to this point.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps, and it was the North Palace Festival that opened the door.

As soon as the Beigong Festival opened the door, he saw his wife standing at the door with a pillow in her arms, looking at herself with a blank eye.

It reminded him of the white fluffy rabbit holding a carrot.

It's pretty cute.

He clasped his hands around his chest and leaned lazily against the edge of the door, his narrow and charming phoenix eyes swept over.

"What is my wife doing here?"

Ye Jiu pursed her lips, a little afraid to look directly at his gaze: "That...... I'll go to sleep. ”

"Sleep?" Beigong Sai twisted his hair with one hand and wrapped it around his fingertips, and his lazy voice was a little careless: "Isn't the wife and the owner already accompanied by a beautiful woman, what else do you need my old love for?" ”

Ye Jiu's head bowed, and he reached out and pulled the corner of his sleeve: "No, you listen to my explanation." ”

"Alright." Beigong Sacrifice took out the corner of his shirt from Ye Jiu's hand indifferently, and lazily adjusted his sleeves: "Wife, it's late at night, go to your beauty to rest, it's okay, I'm also quite generous." ”

As he spoke, he closed the door.

“……”

Yejiu blinked in confusion and pursed her lips.

——

Ye Jiu looked at the courtyard door in front of him, stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, and then knocked on the door.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

"It's coming!"

The one who opened the door was Lingxi, the little servant of Rongzhi.

Lingxi was stunned when he saw someone coming: "Lord Wang, it's so late, what's the matter with you?" ”

Ye Jiu coughed: "That, this king wants to see your master, has he slept?" ”

Lingxi was about to answer, when a cold voice came from behind him.

"Lingxi, go down, I'll just talk to the prince."

"Yes." Lingxi saluted: "Lord, side husband, slave and maid retire." ”

After Lingxi left, Nalan Rongzhi looked at Ye Jiu at this time, and his voice was light: "What is the matter with the prince coming here, it seems that I will not sleep tonight." ”

"That ......" Ye Jiu's hand holding the pillow tightened, "I want to sleep here tonight." ”

Nalan Rongzhi looked at her lightly: "Sleep with me, the prince's newly acquired beauty is not lonely." ”

Ye Jiu grabbed his hand and said anxiously: "No, you listen to my explanation." ”

Nalan Rongzhi moved his fingers, brushed Ye Jiu's cheeks with slightly cool fingertips, combed the broken hair around her ears, and lowered his eyes.

"Good wife, go back to sleep, don't neglect your beauty, I'm very generous."

As he spoke, he closed the door.

“……”

Ye Jiu's expression was indescribable.