Chapter 17: Night at Wende Courtyard

Xiao Changqi met the third prince and others who were going to hunt in the royal hunting ground halfway, so he put on a mask, put on a fast horse and followed, leaving Ye Qingyan to go back to the palace by himself.

Ye Qingyan listened to the sound of the horse's hooves going away...... But just like in his previous life, Xiao Changqi still went hunting with the third prince. Next, the third prince fell from his horse...... Isn't it the same?

Entering the palace and walking through the garden, a pool of colorful lotus flowers was in full bloom, and Ye Qingyan remembered the lonely yellow lotus in Mingxin Garden.

"Chunyu, have you asked the steward of the Ye Mansion to help water the lotus, right?"

"Don't worry, princess, they don't dare to slack off."

"Well, after we leave, there will be that yellow lotus with my father and mother."

……

That night, Ye Qingyan was wearing a white bedrobe and sitting on the couch to practice.

I heard a slight sound at the courtyard door, followed by the sound of very steady footsteps. She was sensitive to the sound of footsteps now, and she didn't have to think about it to know who was coming. Busy finishing his work on the couch, pretending to be asleep. And he slept in the middle of the bed, with his legs running in a big position, taking up a large part of the bed.

Because Chunyu has served Ye Qingyan for many years, she knows that she usually meditates and practices at night, and she goes to sleep directly after practicing, and she sleeps until dawn, and she doesn't get up at night in the middle. So I also went back to the ear room to rest. But she slept and fell asleep, her ears were still very light, and she was also forced to practice by Ye Qingyan, so she was not generally deaf and clear-sighted. When I heard the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open, I immediately woke up. She slept in her clothes, so when she got out of bed, she went straight to the door.

When he opened the door and was about to say who it was, he saw the owner of this palace, Xiao Changqi, the ninth prince.

The brain that was directly frightened was blank, but the two legs were very sensible 'poof~' knelt on the ground, and his mouth was also very clever: "Knock on Your Highness." ”

"Excuse me." Xiao Changqi glanced at her lightly.

Chunyu hurriedly got up from the ground again, and was about to wake up her young lady who didn't know if she was practicing or sleeping.

But I heard Xiao Changqi say again: "Stand down." ”

Retire?

If you retreat, you don't need her to serve, so how can you remind her of the young lady.

hurriedly said: "Back to Your Highness, the princess may have already slept, and the slave maid went over to serve the princess to get up and greet Her Highness." ”

Xiao Changqi didn't speak again.

But Chunyu's vest began to break out in a cold sweat, and finally retreated silently...... His Royal Highness the Ninth is so terrifying, Miss take care. How can you say that you are also his wife, he should be merciful......

It was dark in the unlit room, but Xiao Changqi could see at night, so he walked to the couch without any obstacles, the bed curtain did not fall, and he could see the woman sleeping in a wanton position on the bed, and hear her even breathing.

In fact, Ye Qingyan, who was pretending to be asleep, was still quite nervous, and secretly prayed that this great god would see that there was no place to be in the bed, and leave quickly.

Xiao Changqi didn't seem to have the intention of sleeping, just leaned on the bedpost of the five-clawed python, looked at her, and reached out to touch her face after a while...... It feels like a daytime, soft and hot, like the fur on the belly of a young animal, and it makes people love it.

Ye Qingyan: ...... This guy is endless! She's not his pet.

Raise your hand and slam it on the back of his hand.

"Sister Chunyu, there are mosquitoes!" Grunted.

Xiao Changqi: "......".

But he also withdrew his hand, staggered it into his sleeve, straightened up, still leaning on the bedpost, and looked at Ye Qingyan, who had no sleep at all.