Lu Mian found out in the afternoon that the cold palace was empty and there was nothing, even the quilt was only the one on Mo Zhao's bed.

Taking advantage of the harmonious atmosphere between the two now, Lu Mian and Mo Zhao discussed: "Your Royal Highness, can you give me half a bed tonight?" ”

"Huh?" Mo Zhao raised his head and looked at Lu Mian with some confusion.

"That's right, I didn't find the quilt next door just now, so I might have to go out to get it from my father-in-law tomorrow. So tonight, can I borrow half of your lodging to rest? ”

As soon as Lu Mian finished speaking, Mo Zhao's white jade-like face instantly turned red.

Men and women are not seated at the same age as 7 years old.

Not to mention that he was eight years old, even before he was seven years old, he slept alone by himself, and he had never slept with anyone, let alone that the other party was still of the opposite sex.

Mo Zhao lowered his head, not letting Lu Mian see his shy expression at the moment.

At this moment, it was already a little dark outside, and Lu Mian didn't pay so much attention in the dim light, and naturally he didn't notice the shyness on Mo Zhao's face.

She thought that Mo Zhao didn't speak and thought he was unwilling, so she smiled and played a round game: "But if you are not used to sleeping together, it doesn't matter......"

"No, you can." Feeling that his face was hot, Mo Zhao tensed his face and tried his best to maintain a calm tone: "I was just thinking that you might dislike my quilt......"

Lu Mian smiled: "No, no, no." If I can't sleep in a bed, I'll have to make a bunk. ”

The two of them made do with the matter for one night, and it was so determined.

When Lu Mian pushed Mo Zhao in, he found that although the bed in the room was simple, it was big enough that even if it could sleep two adults, let alone two children.

Although I don't know when Mo Zhao will go to bed, it's always right to lay out the quilt first.

Lu Mian stepped forward.

Mo Zhao was still shy, hanging his little head, his mind was full of things about the two of them sleeping together tonight, and he didn't feel wrong for a while when he saw Lu Mian get up and walk towards the bed.

By the time he reacted, it was too late.

Lu Mian shook the quilt, and four white and chubby buns rolled out of it.

The bun is still inexplicably familiar.

Lu Mian couldn't help but look back at the two vegetable packets left on the plate.

Well, it's exactly the same.

You don't have to think about it to know who hid this bun here.

As the former crown prince who was once the most promising to inherit the throne, now he actually eats two buns and has to hide four buns, which is extremely humble.

Thinking about the appearance of His Royal Highness secretly hiding the bun in the quilt in the afternoon, Lu Mian felt sad inexplicably.

She grabbed the quilt and raised her hand to sweep all the buns into the corner.

This is a bun hidden by His Royal Highness, and she still pretends not to know.

Although this bun is very unhygienic to put on the bed.

But she believes that she has the strength to make Her Royal Highness full every day in the future, and there will be no chance to eat these buns at all.

After laying out the quilt, Lu Mian asked the little prince to stay in the room obediently, leaving a lamp to accompany him, while he took clean clothes and went to the room next to the small kitchen to take a bath.

The water in the kitchen was still hot.

Lu Mian moved the bathtub that had been cleaned today to the next room.

She had been busy all day, and now she was able to sit in the shower and be wrapped in hot water, not to mention how comfortable it was.

After taking a bath, Lu Mian squatted by the well by the bright moonlight, quickly washed the dirty clothes he had just changed, and then hung them on a tree next to the kitchen.

This kind of daily trivial thing, in fact, Lu Mian is very rarely done.

The few planes she had traversed before didn't need her to do this kind of thing.

But now her identity is a little palace maid, and the heroine has no sense of disobedience when she does these things, but everything is done in an orderly manner.

The hot water in the pot has just not been used up, and there is still the last bit left.

After drying the clothes, Lu Mian filled the hot water in a wooden basin, went back to the house to wipe Mo Zhao's feet, and then carried him to bed.

Lu Mian didn't know that since she had just laid out the quilt, Mo Zhao's heart had hung high.

He thought of the four big buns he had hidden under the covers this afternoon.

Mo Zhao bit his lip tightly, and he was even ready to be questioned by Lu Mian.

However, there were no doubts, no questions.

Lu Mian looked calm, laid out the quilt and went out to take a bath.

It was as if he didn't see the big bun he was hiding in the bed.

While waiting for Lu Mian to return to the room, Mo Zhao sat in a wheelchair, and several times couldn't help but want to get close to the bed, wanting to see if the big bun he had hidden in the quilt was still there.

However, he was afraid that his movement would affect the injury on his leg, so he held back.

No one knows how many times Mo Zhao has secretly cried in the past three months, looking at his fleshy and festering legs.

Now that he can get the opportunity to apply medicine to the wound on his leg, Mo Zhao cherishes it more than anyone else.

So no matter how desperate he was to know the whereabouts of those four big buns, Mo Zhao couldn't help it.

Mo Zhao is young and has a wound on his leg, so it is naturally better to sleep on the inside.

With his consent, Lu Mian placed him in the bed.

Mo Zhao was lying on the bed, and his first reaction was to reach out and touch the quilt.

He wanted to take advantage of being discovered by Lu Mian to transfer his position to Baozi and prevent Lu Mian from discovering it.

Outcome.

Hey?

What about his buns?

Mo Zhao frowned slightly, puffed out his face, and continued to explore.

He touched all the areas he could touch, but still didn't touch the bun.

Four buns, he didn't even touch one.

Mo Zhao withdrew his hand, looking confused.

After Lu Mian carried him to bed, he kept secretly paying attention to his movements.

Seeing that there were things moving around in the quilt, Lu Mian knew that it should be Mo Zhao looking for the four buns. But Lu Mian just didn't say it, and intimately took out the footwash water and poured it, giving him enough time to find the buns.

The bun was in the corner of the bed, and the light was dim at night, so Mo Zhao naturally couldn't find it.

It wasn't until Lu Mian lay down that he was confused, and even wondered if his bun had been stolen by a mouse.

Lu Mian has been busy all day today, and now he is lying in bed to get real rest.

In addition, she was also recovering from a serious illness, and after a while, Lu Mian fell asleep.

Feeling that the breathing of the people around him was gradually even, Mo Zhao, who was sleeping on the inside of the bed, opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear and sleepless.

Just after the heart of the weak heart that Lu Mian was afraid of being found by Lu Mian on the bed, what people couldn't ignore was a faint fragrance smelling from the tip of the nose.

Mo Zhao had slept in this bed for more than three months, and before that there was only the smell of his wounds.

The source of this fragrance is undoubtedly the extra person on the bed tonight.

Mo Zhao turned his head to look at Lu Mian.

In the darkness of the night, he could only see a rough outline of Lu Mian, and he couldn't see anything else, and he still watched with his eyes wide open.

After turning her head, the fragrance that she had smelled from the other party before became even stronger, as if she was silently tempting Mo Zhao to move closer to her.

Mo Zhao felt that his current situation was just like the smell of his bed, full of stench and unbearable, without even the slightest dignity and dignity.

And she is precisely the existence that is different from him.

She gave him hope for the future.

After just one day of contact, his life has changed a lot, and he has moved in a new direction for the better.

Mo Zhao couldn't help but stretch out his hand, groping under the quilt, and slowly approached Lu Mian's side, until he touched the soft fabric of the other party, he didn't stop.