Mu Jiujiu got up from the ground with a stool, reached out and rubbed his aching waist, and looked at Beichen Yue with a tearless expression:

"Your Highness, this kind of thing is a matter of illness, you also need your affection and my willingness, you don't let me get close to you, and you don't let me touch you, this early in the morning, even if you wake up, there are winds and ink shadows to serve you, even if I wake up, it's useless."

"Besides, copying the scriptures has to wait until dawn to do it, it's gray outside, and the light inside the room is not very good, so it's not good to light candles early in the morning, what a waste."

Beichen Yue listened to her babble a lot, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "As long as this king wakes up, you can't sleep anymore, I am dignified and more than the king's mansion, can't I even afford a few broken candles of silver??" ”

Mu Jiujiu: "...... Yes, you can afford it. ”

Beichen glanced at her coldly, turned his head, and said in a cold voice: "Why don't you light the candle and continue to copy the scriptures??" ”

"Yes, the folk girl will go."

The folk girl will go and order a wax for you and copy the scriptures for you!!

Mu Jiujiu sneered in his heart, while silently walking to the candlestick, picking up the fire fold, and lighting the candle again.

After lighting all the candles in the room, the dim room finally brightened up a lot.

Mu Jiujiu walked back to the desk, and was about to pick up the brush and continue to copy the scriptures, when he suddenly heard a cold voice from the side of the bed: "Bring the scriptures you copied yesterday to this king." ”

"Huh??" Mu Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, she picked up the scriptures she had copied yesterday, walked quickly to the bed, and then stopped three feet away from the bed in the play, respectfully presented the scriptures with both hands and said, "Your Highness, please take a look." ”

"Uh-huh." Beichen snorted lightly, raised his head, looked at her at least three feet away from him, frowned, and said, "Why are you standing so far away??" How long is this king's hand?? ”

Mu Jiujiu looked at him with an innocent expression and said, "Your Highness just said yesterday that a civilian like Minnu is not worthy of being close to you. ”

Really? Did he say something like that? Well, he did say that......

But why couldn't his imperial grandfather tell him before he said this that the closer Mu Jiujiu got to him, the faster he would get better? ?

Beichen Yue's deep eyes flashed with a dangerous and uncertain light, staring at Mu Jiujiu deadly, deadly.

At the end, he took a deep breath and said casually towards Mu Jiujiu: "Oh, then this king will reluctantly pardon you today, you can get close to this king's bed." ”

Mu Jiujiu: ???

"Why don't you hurry up and kneel down to thank King Ben??" Beichen Yue raised his head, with the arrogance and coldness of the world in his eyes, and said to Mu Jiujiu.

Mu Jiujiu: "......"

I thank you for 18 generations!!

Mu Jiujiu cordially comforted Beichen Yue's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, and said to him with a smile: "The people's daughter thanked His Royal Highness King Yue." ”

"Alright, bring the scriptures." Beichen Yue said to Mu Jiujiu impatiently, and his white and slender fingers tapped on the thin quilt embroidered with golden silk auspicious clouds.