Night falls.

Ning Qingmo took advantage of Ying Sheng's bathing to go to the courtyard to kneel down to Jun Wuye, who was washing dishes, "Qingmo sees His Royal Highness the Night King." ”

She had been waiting for this moment for a day.

I finally waited for the opportunity to have a private contact with the Night King.

"You've mistaken someone." Jun Wuye does not admit this identity.

"How so?" Ning Qingmo raised his eyes to look at him, and thought that he hadn't reported himself yet, so he continued to lower his head, "I am the daughter of the Ning family, and the reason why I was sold to this place this time is only because of the trap set by my sister Ning Qingyao." ”

Jun Wuye continued to wash the dishes and did not answer.

"My father is the prime minister on the spot, at a palace banquet many years ago, I happened to have a relationship with Your Highness, maybe you don't remember me, but I remember you."

"Then you should know that I have been demoted to a commoner." Jun Wuye glanced at her, "Besides, what is your purpose in breaking this matter?" ”

Ning Qingmo was stunned, raised his eyes and glanced at him, and shook his head again and again with a panicked face, "Qingmo doesn't dare!" Qingmo was just a little excited, he didn't expect to see the Night King Palace again in his lifetime......"

Speaking of which, the neck is cold.

A sharp dagger was pressed against her neck, and she was shocked, "Your Highness, Your Highness......"

"There are some things that you hide in your heart when you know them, otherwise you should not say them, and the end is not as simple as being sold." Jun Wuye has never liked to threaten women, but this matter is related to his life with Xiaosheng, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb him.

If she returns to the capital, she dares to say one more word to the outside world.

Then don't blame him for a woman.

Ning Qingmo trembled violently, afraid that this dagger would be directly inserted into her neck, and nodded her head stiffly, "Qingmo understands." ”

Jun Wuye put away the dagger and continued to brush the bowl as if nothing had happened.

Ning Qingmo saluted him, turned around and entered the house.

The door closed in response, and the person was weak on the spot, and sat down slowly with his back against the door, secretly relieved.

Ying Sheng returned to the house to fold his clothes, looked at the two futons, and frowned.

Immediately, an idea struck.

With a teapot in one hand and a cup in the other, he sat on the bed and drank tea.

When it was time for the second drink, my hand slipped.

Oops.

When the cup landed on the futon, it was wet.

Jun Wuye heard the voice, "What? ”

"I accidentally got the futon wet." Ying Sheng looked guilty and blamed himself.

Looking at Ying Sheng's fake acting skills, he could only cooperate with her, raised his eyebrows and said, "A pot?" ”

Ying Sheng looked down at the wet futon and nodded pitifully.

Originally, she felt that the amount of one cup was not enough, so she simply poured the pot down.

Xiao Liu almost didn't laugh out loud, how did such an IQ be chosen by it as a host.

Jun Wuye is also strange for her hard work, and she cooperates not to poke her.

"It's okay, there's a spare." Jun Wuye picked up the wet futon.

Ying Sheng didn't sit still, a fart. Sitting on the ground, looking at him in disbelief, how can this be!!

Xiao Liu finally couldn't help it and laughed mercilessly.

Ying Sheng didn't want to talk, and when he went to dry the quilt, he slept in the futon, and didn't expect him to do anything else.

When Jun Wuye came back, he looked at the small half of her head exposed outside the futon, and although she shook her head, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

There is no one with a full spoiling in his eyes.

When he got into the futon, someone grabbed his waist with lightning speed.

Looking down, the person in his arms fell asleep beautifully.

Jun Wuye himself didn't resist, just lowered his eyes and smiled.