Thinking of his wife's curled up and soft and fragrant sleeping appearance, the corners of Xia Muyang's mouth couldn't help but rise.

"......" Mo Yun stared at Xia Muyang dumbfounded, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Is this still the eerie Xia Muyang?

I'm afraid it wasn't replaced, right?

The last time I saw him laugh, I could explain that he was happy because he was saved.

But now? Obviously, the condition is back to square one, okay?

Why are you still smirking like this?

And the housekeeper has long been accustomed to his young master's smirk, so it's not strange.

Seeing Mo Yun so shocked, a flash of pride flashed in his eyes.

Look, he's the best.

Calm and calm, the face does not change.

"Young Master Mo, since the young master has already said it, then please come over again tomorrow." The housekeeper walked slowly to Mo Yun's side, patted Mo Yun on the shoulder, and said.

“…… You young master is stupid. Mo Yun came back to his senses, looked at the butler and muttered.

"No, no, no, Mo Gongzi is still young, and he will understand it later." After the housekeeper finished speaking, he 'helped' Mo Yun and walked out.

"Oh, I'm still young......"

Mo Yun was asked out with a confused expression.

It wasn't until I returned to my yard that I reacted.

"Luo Qing, this son is the same age as you." Mo Yun jumped to his feet.

It's a pity that Butler Luo Qing has already left, and he is deaf to the shouts behind him.

The three of them were about the same age.

Although ostensibly it is a subordinate and physician of Bezhuang.

But in fact, the three of them are like brothers and sisters, and they often play together in private.

After Luo Qing returned to the study, he didn't see Xia Muyang.

Knowing that he had gone back to rest, he returned to his own lodgings.

-

Bedroom

"You all go down, you don't have to guard here." After Xia Muyang washed, he waved his hand.

"Yes." The subordinate respectfully blessed his body, then turned to leave, and closed the door intimately.

Xia Muyang walked to the bed by the candlelight in the house.

Sure enough, Yu Sheng was still curled up in a ball, his eyes were compared, and the corners of his mouth were flying.

What kind of dreams do you seem to have?

The skin that can be broken by blowing, the face that captivates the country and the city, and the faint fragrance.

Each of them tugged at his heartstrings.

"Little fool, I am not ashamed to say that I am a lotus fairy."

Xia Muyang knelt on the bed and moved Yu Sheng in, and then tucked the corners of the quilt for him to make sure that there was no ventilation, and then took the futon sent by the next person and lay down next to Yu Sheng.

Now he has a strange poison attack, and his whole person is as cold as winter ice.

In order not to let the cold pass on to Yu Sheng, he needs to sleep separately under the quilt.

The candlelight is flickering, and the people in front of him are cute.

Xia Muyang covered the quilt, blew out the candle at the head of the bed, turned sideways to face Yu Sheng, and closed his eyes.

The fragrance of lotus flowers came from the tip of his nose, and he slowly fell asleep.

-

When Yu Sheng woke up the next day, he found that there was one more person on the bed.

After being stunned for a moment, he remembered that he had slept in Xia Muyang's courtyard last night.

Xia Muyang on his side still slept peacefully.

With the last experience, she no longer had the presumptuousness to think that he was dead.

After getting up lightly, the servant immediately prepared hot water for him to wash.

After doing all this, Yu Sheng walked to the door.

It's still drizzling today, and there's no intention of stopping.

"Young grandma, breakfast has been prepared, please move to the front hall to eat."

"Don't you have to wait for your husband?"

Yu Sheng's eyes lit up when he heard this.