Chapter 132: The Sick Prince, Battle on the Couch (Fifty-two)
The prince took her hand, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face. "Okay."
"Welcome the prince back to his homeβ"
"Welcome the prince back to his homeβ"
Wherever the two passed, the people in the house knelt down and saluted.
The prince looked straight ahead and took the woman's hand and walked into the house.
At this moment, he was never satisfied, and the woman in his hand would always be by his side.
Even if you sit in that high position, you will share it with this woman.
It seems that since he discovered the difference between the women around him, his life has also been completed.
The woman didn't know when she had stolen his heart.
It just walked into his heart so easily.
β¦β¦
Mi Youning personally took care of the man and had dinner, and then returned to the Minghui Palace.
In the rush of these days, the prince changed into his bedclothes and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
He slept so deeply that he didn't even have any precautions.
Mi Youning looked at the man sleeping and lay beside him.
Seeing this, Chunmei and several maids left the dormitory and blew out the fire on the wax table in the room before leaving.
A good night's sleep.
On the second day, the prince woke up early and looked at the familiar dormitory, with a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth.
Especially looking at the woman sleeping next to her, the smile on her face became more gentle.
This night was the most restful sleep he had since leaving the capital.
I've been with this woman for a few months, why haven't I noticed her difference before?
is smart, even courageous, and is respectful to him on the surface, but there is a little bit of her little emotions.
He never seemed to understand this woman.
She still needs to get to know more deeply, and the woman in front of her definitely has a bigger surprise waiting for him.
He just had a gut feeling.
Holding the woman in his arms, the prince's eyes overflowed with a smile.
Whatever this woman is, she's his.
In this life, with her, there seems to be nothing lacking.
Mi Youning felt uncomfortable in her body, and she moved uneasily.
The long, slightly curled eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then slowly opened their eyes.
There was still confusion in her eyes, and she was extremely seductive at this time, with a bit of hope for people to taste.
The prince moved his Adam's apple, but his eyes did not leave the woman.
Mi Youning opened his eyes and saw the man's moon chest, and looked up to meet the deep, with a bit of affection.
She moved, left the man's arms, and sat up.
"Your Highness is awake, can you call someone in to serve?"
Mi Youning rubbed his eyes and turned to ask.
The prince hugged the person in his arms again, "Don't worry, let's talk, I'm not in Beijing, but someone is embarrassing you?" β
Mi Youning leaned on the man's shoulder, away from his wounds.
Hearing his inquiry, he said casually: "No one has embarrassed the concubines. β
The man played with her hands and asked again, "Did you ever worry about me?" β
This topic shifted too quickly, and Mi Youning didn't know how to answer for a while.
After a moment of silence, she smiled, "Your Highness, this is a joke, the concubine is your wife, how can you not worry." β
What a perfect answer, the prince thought to himself.
But he understood the woman's silence for a moment.
However, even so, he did not lose much.
He continued: "Aifei, I had a beautiful dream yesterday, and in the dream, I don't want to wake up. β
Mi Youning finally felt a little wrong now, and she looked up at the man beside her.
The other party's eyes were full of tenderness, and there was a gentle smile on his face.