Song Huai'an was still thinking while lying down, and then fell asleep in a daze.

Xiaoxiang glanced at Song Huai'an, then picked up the small fish hanging in the wheelchair and pushed the door out, Childe said to make soup, she thought she could try it.

At this time, Chu Yan happened to leave, and saw Xiao Xiang holding the small fish in both hands and twisted his nose.

"When did you start getting a cat?"

Xiao Xiang lowered her eyes and looked at her palm, and then at Chu Yan.

"My wife and I just caught it from the pond, and Childe said it could be used to make soup......

"That's it?"

Chu Yan drew his sword and hugged it in his arms, and then he really didn't know much about his master, why did he fall in love with that Song Huai'an for no reason, if he really liked it, he just let this heartless eye take care of her.

I don't understand, he really doesn't understand.

Chu Yan was instructed to do things, and he was going to go out of the house directly, but he couldn't help but change direction when he saw Xiao Xiang holding the small fish that was not enough to stuff his teeth and go to the kitchen.

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Song Huai'an woke up late at night, she slept very comfortably this night, although her waist still hurt, she felt a little blessed by misfortune.

Although this blessing was given by others, Song Huaian supported his arms, slowly sat up, and subconsciously glanced at the table.

Although it was very dark in the room, after getting used to it, Song Huaian vaguely saw a sleeping figure at the desk, and that figure should not look like Xiaoxiang.

“…… Kou Jingyu? ”

She whispered twice, but the sleeping man didn't respond.

Song Huai'an lifted the quilt, pulled the wheelchair resting on the side of the bed closer, and then sat up with her body propped up, obviously a simple action, but she did it very hard, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from her forehead.

The small window of the room was not closed, the moonlight fell on the table through the small window, Kou Jingyu lay on the desk, like a schoolboy sleeping in class, Song Huaian raised his hand and poked the delicate porcelain white face, at this time, His Royal Highness King Jing's eyes were always closed with a dark smile, and his thick eyelashes covered a small shadow in the moonlight, looking well-behaved and sensible.

Song Huai'an couldn't help but shake his head at this thought.

"Wake up, Kou Jingyu—"

Song Huaian raised his hand and pushed the sleeping man in front of him, and did not stop until he saw his eyes tremble.

"Why don't you go back to your room to rest?"

Kou Jingyu woke up, his eyes were still a little hazy, he raised his head and saw Song Huai'an in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised, and the head he had just raised fell back on his stomach.

"Lady ......"

Song Huai'an listened to his voice with a faint hoarseness, and the hand holding the armrest tightened slightly.

The son looks like a spring dawn, and his eyes are bright.

Who can withstand this......

"You, you can give me my own room."

Song Huai'an looked away and put on a serious face, but when she finished speaking, she only heard a deep muffled laugh.

"Lady, this is my room."

……

"You don't come, a dignified prince has no room to live in except for this?"

Song Huai'an said and pushed Kou Jingyu's shoulder again, but she was in a wheelchair at this time, and her arm couldn't exert her strength, so she could only shake Kou Jingyu's arm, but the man was like lying on the edge of the table, just smiling and motionless.

"Lady...... I'm really sleepy, you let me sleep. ”

Song Huai'an listened to the man's coquettish whispers, and suddenly became weak, she thought that she had been rescued by someone else after all, and finally changed her tone to a calmer tone.

"I'm not sleepy now, you go to bed and lie down, if any of your subordinates see it, maybe I will say that I don't respect you again."

Kou Jingyu was shaking his arms, and raised his eyelids for a while, he still had a faint smile on his face, his head tilted on the table, and his voice was slow and hoarse.

"Who said that, Xianggong will help you beat him."

“……”

Song Huai'an suddenly felt the crispiness on the back of his hand.

Okay, I can't play this kid anymore, Song Huaian crossed his waist again.

"I don't like to hear what you say, am I the kind of person who sues behind my back?"

"Of course the lady is not, it's the husband who likes to listen to bad things behind his back......"

The cold breeze blew in through the half-open windows at night, the floating man's slightly messy hair, and the slightly constricted eyes, the moonlight was like water, and the beauty was like jade.

Song Huaian pressed her forehead, but she was not beautiful enough, otherwise she would have to compete with this guy.

"I'm really awake now, I'm going to the yard to blow the wind, can't you go to bed and lie down?"

"Okay."

Kou Jingyu stood up as he spoke, he stepped to the edge of the bed in a few steps, and then lay down with a crooked body.

It looks like I'm really tired.

Song Huai'an couldn't help but smile, pushed open the door, and there was a very slow slope outside, she couldn't help but look back at Kou Jingyu, who seemed to have fallen asleep, and shook her head for a while.

He didn't take off his clothes, he didn't take off his shoes, and there was no servant in the house, and so did this prince.

Gee.

Song Huaian pushed the wheelchair to the yard, the moonlight was gentle, the night breeze was cool, she slept a little, and her hair was scattered, if someone suddenly came in and saw her at this time, she was afraid that she would be scared as a female trick.

She looked up at the deep canopy, the stars were bright and the moon was hanging high, and she couldn't help but think about her future.

She doesn't seem to have any great ideals of saving the world and saving people, nor does she have any outstanding talents, nor does she have any awe-inspiring status.

So as the villain of this world, she is really pitiful, weak and helpless.

Song Huaian leaned back in her chair and sighed silently, maybe she should think of a survival plan.

The courtyard was full of trees, and the insects were singing endlessly on summer nights, Song Huai'an sat from Xingsheng to Xingxi, and finally yawned.

I still don't have an idea, and when I think about it, I just run away.

If you run far, it's best to leave the kind of Southern Wei Dynasty.

Song Huaian thought of this, and suddenly slapped his thigh violently-

"My silver!!"

Because of the sudden violent action, Song Huai'an's whole face wrinkled in pain, she slowly leaned back on the back of the chair, her expression was a little sad, she had been cultivating freely in those days, and even the broken silver in her purse on weekdays was left in the baggage.

But she is now in the Weichi Mansion, but she didn't bring the money out, and she didn't even entangle herself!

When Song Huaian thought of this, she couldn't sit still, she remembered that Chu Yan would always hide in the dark on weekdays, so she tentatively lowered her voice.

"Chu Yan?"

"Chu Yan, are you there—"

"Chu Yan is not here."

Thinking of Kou Jingyu's voice behind her, Song Huai'an stopped shouting, she moved her wheelchair and looked back, the man was leaning against the door with his robe in his arms.

"When did you come out?"

"From the time when the lady shouted silver......

Kou Jingyu pursed his lips and laughed as he spoke, he casually carried a low stool out of the room and sat next to Song Huai'an.

Song Huai'an looked at His Royal Highness King Jing, who was lazy and looked like the master of the village, with his hands resting on his laps, pretending to sit dignifiedly.

"You heard me wrong, I didn't shout."