Mu Kuling looked at the man in front of her and felt warm in her heart, this was the first time that someone cared about her and loved her.

"Go home" Jing Moyan stopped his waist and picked up Mu Kuling, got into the carriage directly, and instructed Jing Feng outside the carriage.

"It's time for the prince." Jing Feng stopped the carriage and shouted softly to Jing Moyan inside.

Because it was dark, the carriage was moving slowly and steadily, and at this time, Mu Kuling was already leaning on Jing Moyan's shoulder and was drowsy.

Jing Moyan kissed her forehead, then picked up Mu Kuling and walked towards the palace with her feet up.

"She will be my lady in the future, the mistress of the palace." Jing Moyan gently put Mu Kuling on the bed, turned around and gently closed the door, and said sternly to the kind housekeeper in front of him.

"The old slave understands, and will tell the people to pay attention." The housekeeper replied with a smile, he finally waited for his little master to have a wife, and thought that he would die alone.

The housekeeper sighed for a moment, and then said, "If there is nothing to do, the old slave will retreat first." ”

"Hmm," Jing Moyan commanded, then turned around and went back to the room.

After a simple bath, Jing Moyan was refreshed, and lifted the futon to hug the sleeping wood withered ling.

Feeling a chill, Mu Kuling subconsciously arched to the side, Jing Moyan hugged Mu Kuling tightly to prevent her from escaping, rubbed her head against her shoulder socket, and the two fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning

Mu Kuling opened her eyes slightly, and when she saw that Jing Moyan was still sleeping, she carefully twisted her body and wanted to get up.

But Jing Moyan was re-fished back, "Let's sleep for a while"

"Lord Wang, it's time for you to go to the early court." Mu Kuling sat up and dissuaded Jing Moyan, who was about to fall back asleep.

"Hmm" Jing Moyan thought that he would have to check Feng Ziqiong's performance today, so he had to agree, got up neatly, and reluctantly left Wenrou Township.

"The slave and maid will serve you to change your clothes." Mu Kuling took out the court clothes from the wooden cabinet and waited for Jing Moyan to put them on.

Jing Moyan wanted to refuse, but he swallowed the words when he felt that Mu Kuling was close to him.

Mu Kuling blushed and took the belt around Jing Moyan's waist from back to front, tied a delicate belt, and added a sandalwood-flavored sachet.

"I'll be back in a moment, remember to miss me." Jing Moyan bent down slightly to look at Mu Kuling, reached out and rubbed her slightly messy hair, and said dotingly.

"Hmm" Mu Kuling was a little embarrassed and wanted to cover her face, but Jing Moyan took the first step to hold her hand.

"Let's go!" Jing Moyan gave her a slam kiss on the cheek and turned away randomly.

Only Mu Dry Ling was left alone in place and shy.

"Princess, let's wait for you to wash." Two maidservants, dressed in blue and white, gently pushed the door open and said respectfully.

"No, no need, I'm not your princess, I'm just a bed warmer, and I'm a slave like you."

Mu Kuling saw the two of them saluting to him, and called his princess to explain hurriedly.

"This," the two maidservants looked at each other, and looked at the butler who was peeking outside the door with some confusion.

Seeing that they were so incapable that even the princess couldn't serve the princess, the housekeeper was angry and helpless, and waved his hand at the two of them to signal them to come out.

"Then we will retire the princess first, if you have anything to call us directly" The two bowed and then withdrew.

Mu Kuling hurriedly replied "Okay", and watching the two leave, she breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and knelt on the mat to comb her hair.

And the housekeeper in the courtyard is fiercely educating the two maids just now.