In the carriage, Mu Jiujiu was sitting obediently, and suddenly saw the curtain of the carriage being lifted by a fair-skinned and slender hand, and then Beichen Yue leaned over and entered the carriage.

"Your Highness." The moment Mu Jiujiu saw Beichen Yue, he immediately showed a bright smile and smiled at him.

"Hmm." Beichen Yue nodded expressionlessly, holding the hem of his clothes with one hand and blocking the curtain with the other, and was about to step forward when what Yan Feiyun said just now suddenly drifted through his mind.

You pretend to fall down when you get in the car, and then the sister-in-law reaches out to help you, can't you take the opportunity to interlock your fingers??

Cough...... Although this doesn't seem to be a bit inconsistent with his identity, but anyway, the good brother's proposal is also a good heart, and he can't live up to this kindness, right? ?

Thinking of this, Beichen lowered his head, took a step forward, and then stumbled, his body shook a few times, and when he was about to fall to the ground in the carriage, a small hand suddenly grabbed his arm and dragged him up.

At the same time, Mu Jiujiu's voice full of concern sounded in his ears: "Your Highness!" Are you alright!? ”

Beichen Yue: "......"

He hasn't fallen yet!! Why was it helped up!?

This development doesn't seem to be the same as he imagined!?

However, on the surface, he still had to frown at Mu Jiujiu calmly and said, "This king is fine, he just tripped over the hem of this clothes." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." After Mu Jiujiu made sure that Beichen Yue was standing firmly, he let go of the hand that had been holding his arm and said, "Your Highness, you have not fully recovered from your internal injuries and external injuries, but you must not fall." ”

This king just wants to fake a fall!!

Beichen glared at Mu Jiujiu angrily, and his delicate and handsome cheeks were suddenly covered with dark clouds, and it was gloomy.

Belch...... This uncle seems to be unhappy again??

Mu Jiujiu was glared at by him like this, and immediately lowered his head, shrunk in the corner and didn't speak.

I knew that I shouldn't have helped him just now, I should have let him fall to the ground, and then watched him get up on his own!!

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became a little stiff, and the wind shouted outside the carriage: "Your Highness, are we going home??" ”

"Hmm." Beichen Yue calmly replied, turned his head, and looked out of the carriage window.

The carriage walked forward slowly, the body was shaking, Mu Jiujiu hadn't slept well in the past few days, and he had just eaten enough, so he only shook it a few times, and he felt a little sleepy.

Beichen Yue looked at the vendors who were setting up stalls and shouting on the road outside, and when he was still thinking about how to find a reason to interlock his fingers, he suddenly felt a sinking on his shoulders, and a faint fragrance leaned towards him.

He was slightly stunned, looked back, and found that Mu Jiujiu didn't know when, his head rested on his shoulder, and he fell asleep.

There were a few strands of broken hair floating in front of her forehead, her usual smart eyes were tightly closed at the moment, her long, curly eyelashes blinking gently, her small nose was straight, the wings of her nose were closed one by one, and her breathing was slow and even.

On an early summer afternoon, the sun shines brightly and brightly, shining through the windows of the car and shedding warmth on her body.