"It's a little cool in the morning, why don't you wear a cloak anymore?" Jing Moyan hurriedly stepped forward to help Mu Kuling up, holding his hands that were a little cold and asked with pity.

"The slave is not cold," Mu Kuling held the pair of broad, warm hands and continued, "The prince hasn't eaten yet, why don't you have breakfast with me." ”

Jing Moyan gave Jing Feng next to him a look, turned around and sat down on the round chair with Mu Kuling.

Jing Feng received a hint from his own prince and quickly disappeared in front of him.

"I discussed it with the emperor early today, and when the time comes, he will make you the county lord and marry you to me." Jing Moyan put down his chopsticks and looked at Mu Kuling.

"The county lord? This is not appropriate, there are regulations in our country in the past dynasties, unless it is a woman of the royal family and has made important contributions to the country, she can be honored as the lord of the county" Mu Kuling immediately objected, although she had never read a book, she still knew some rules.

"You don't have to worry about this, you will have your own way when the time comes, not to mention that no one will dare to oppose this matter." Jing Moyan took the cloak that Jing Feng brought, and carefully tied a rope for Mu Kuling to drape on his body.

Thinking of what the rich housekeeper said just now, Mu Kuling finally swallowed the words on his lips, and just whispered "En" in response.

Seeing that the regent above 10,000 people was tying his cloak rope, Mu Kuling was even more determined to change herself until she was worthy of the man with her eyes full of her, of course, she would not be the lord of this county in vain.

"Lord Wang, can you find a teacher to teach me how to write and read?" Mu Kuling looked at Jing Moyan, opened her big eyes, and asked expectantly.

"Why does Mu Mu suddenly want to study?" Jing Moyan smiled and asked suspiciously.

"It's just that I've never read a book, so I'm interested," Mu Kuling pulled Jing Moyan's sleeve and said coquettishly, "It's good~"

"Naturally, it's good, as long as my wife thinks about it, I will do my best to satisfy my husband." Jing Moyan raised his eyebrows, scratched Mu Ling's nose, and said "But~"

"But what?" Mu Deadling asked anxiously

"But you can't call me a prince in the future, and you are not allowed to call yourself a slave, you can call me husband, or call me by my name."

"Okay, slave... I know" Mu Deadling subconsciously prepared to blurt out, and quickly corrected it.

"Hmph, this is good" Jing Moyan looked at Mu Kuling who obediently changed his words, and felt a lot more comfortable, snorted, and then leaned closer and quipped, "Call the husband to listen?" ”

"Husband, husband... Jun" Mu Kuling looked at Jing Moyan who came into view, and was a little shy and difficult to speak, and whispered with red ears and stammered slightly.

"It's so cute" Jing Moyan was sprouted by the appearance of Mu Deadling, like a shy kitten.

"Let's go, I'll teach you to read and write." Jing Moyan took Mu Kuling's hands and stood up and said.

"You taught me to write?" Mu Kuiling was a little surprised, and asked again in disbelief.

"Why don't you want to?" Jing Moyan looked at Mu Kuling's surprised expression and was a little angry, could it be that she really wanted other men to teach her to read, thinking of this, Jing Moyan frowned and looked at her seriously.

"How could it be, I just felt a little unbelievable, how could I let you be so pampered."

Mu Kuling felt that it was already the luckiest thing in her life to be favored by him, marrying herself as a wife was an unexpected thing, and now she had to accompany herself to study and teach herself to write, which she couldn't even think of, how could she be worthy of such an affectionate man.