This time it was Yue Jianxi's turn to snort coldly, she raised her smooth little chin and pouted, "It's not like you haven't done it before." ”

Lian Yusheng's face became ugly: "What did you say?" ”

Yue Jianxi skimmed it, it was an interesting story in the boudoir before, but now he forgot it, and he would only feel awkward in advance, so it was better not to mention it.

"Nothing."

After she finished speaking, she jumped out of bed, rolled up her quilt reflexively, walked to the bamboo couch in the corner, and spread it out.

It is impossible for the farmhouse to be fired, but in the end, I am still afraid that they will be cold, so I deliberately burned charcoal.

However, this charcoal is the lowest soot charcoal, and it will have a taste and smoke.

But in order not to be cold, Yue Jianxi dragged the charcoal basin over and put it on the edge of the bamboo couch.

Lian Yusheng's face was covered with a layer of ice, what was this stupid woman going to do?

"Yue Jianxi, don't you understand the words of this king, let you come over, where are you going?"

Yue Jianxi concentrated on laying her quilt, because of her petite size, she looked a little short when she stood on the edge of the couch, so she climbed directly to the couch and knelt to tidy it up, and replied while tidying up: "The bed is too small, the prince sleeps alone, I won't squeeze it with you, the prince can sleep at ease." ”

Listen to what a thoughtful and empathetic wife this is.

In order to be afraid that his husband would feel crowded, so that he could sleep more comfortably and relaxed, in the cold night, he came to sleep on the cold bamboo couch.

Yue Jianxi felt that she should award herself the Best Wife Award of Nan Zhaoguo, the most empathetic princess, and the most worthy woman candidate.

Even she thought it was disgusting.

But no matter how disgusting she is, she can't spit it out, and she has to endure it to figure everything out and get back the justice she deserves.

Let them know that although she doesn't have a high IQ, she will never let anyone play monkey.

Lian Yusheng's face darkened a little, and he lay down to face the inside and fell asleep, and didn't care about her.

Anyway, it wasn't him who let her sleep on the cold dead man's bamboo couch, it was she who wanted to pretend to be weak.

Because of the trip, the quilt brought by the carriage was not heavy, Yue Jianxi put Tang Pozi in the quilt to warm her feet, her face towards the pile of soot charcoal, although the breathing was not very smooth, but it was not so cold.

After a day of driving the carriage, although I didn't do anything, the bumps in the carriage really made people physically tired.

It didn't take long for Yue Jianxi to fall asleep.

But she still remembered things in her heart, and knew what she was doing so much tonight, so after sleeping for about half an hour, she woke up automatically.

This is her merit, and she knows when she will wake up when she has something in mind.

When I opened my eyes, only one candle was still burning, but it was only the last part, and the cold wind was blowing outside the house, and it sounded cold.

Yue Jianxi sat up gently, not caring how cold it was outside the quilt, and got out of bed neatly.

Looking at Lian Yusheng, because he slept with his back to her, he couldn't see his face, but the sound of even breathing showed that he slept soundly.

Hmph, it's no wonder that a person occupies such a big bed, and he doesn't sleep well.

Yue Jianxi glanced at the pile of books on the table, which Lian Yusheng brought with him for recreation, and the letter of 100,000 people who were in a hurry to get into the fire mud was sandwiched between the pages of the first book, revealing half a corner.

Without hesitation, she walked over and pulled out.

Looking back at Lian Yusheng, Yue Jianxi quickly took the letter out of the envelope, opened it and saw that it was a very beautiful small block letter, not an important military and state affair, just a poem.