Late at night, in the study of the East Palace.

In the corner of the table, a red candle burned most of it, and the wax oil dripped on the wooden tabletop, turning into a light red ball.

Dill walked in with a small bowl of almond syrup.

The door to the study was hidden, and Dill symbolically knocked on the door twice, leaning diagonally against the door frame.

The crisp sound of "Dangdang" aroused the attention of the "prince" who was dealing with the twists and turns.

Childe raised his head. Because of the long hard work, his brow frowned.

The moment he saw dill, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, and he said softly: "It's so late, why don't you sleep?" ”

Dill straightened up and walked in gracefully.

She put the small bowl in her hand on the table, lifted the lid, and the wisps of heat came out, and with it, a burst of sweet almond aroma escaped.

"I can't sleep alone, so I'll come to see you." Dill said as she pointed to the almond syrup on the table, "I just made it, drink it while it's hot." ”

"My Ah Ma is really sweet." Yiran Gongzi smiled gently at the dill, picked up the small bowl with both hands, and drank it all.

After the prince took the place of the crown prince, Dill told him his real name.

It's not just an accident or a coincidence, but also the son's name for dill is the same as Ah Cheng, calling her "Ah Cheng".

Probably because he was originally one of Ah Cheng's soul fragments.

Dill didn't think much of it.

"I'm done." Childe turned the bowl upside down and showed the empty bottom of the bowl to the dill.

The two looked at each other quietly for a while, and when he saw that Dill was still standing in front of him, without the slightest intention of leaving, he said, "It's late, Ah Dill you go to sleep first." ”

Dill didn't move, "What about you, when are you resting?" ”

"In a moment, I'll go to rest when I'm done with these folds."

Hearing this, Dill frowned slightly: "I asked you yesterday, you said so, I asked you the day before yesterday, you said the same thing, I asked you the day before yesterday, and you said the same thing." ”

"But in the past few days, I have never seen you come back before I went to sleep." Dill looked down at him, with a bit of inescapable coercion in her eyes, "Today, I will stand here and wait for you, waiting for you to finish dealing with the twists." ”

Under the burning gaze of dill, Yiran Gongzi was slightly weak-hearted.

Although he lowered his head and his gaze fell on the fold, he could not read a word.

The gaze above his head was like substance, like a sharp sword and sword shadow, making him feel like a man's back.

In his hand, the sheep's hair pen was tightly clutched, and there was never a trace of ink.

Finally, as if he had been defeated, he let out a long sigh and said, "That's it, let's get here today, and I'll accompany you to rest." ”

As he spoke, he put the pen on the pen stand, folded it aside, and stood up.

Yiran Gongzi reached out and took off a large piece of rice and gently draped it on the dill's body: "It's cold at night, remember to wear more in the future." ”

It was a long way from the prince's study to the princess's bedroom.

It was pitch black along the way, except for a lamp held by Yiran Gongzi, emitting a faint glow.

Pitch black, silent...... This makes the already long road more and more difficult.

Finally walked to the door of the dormitory, and the son stood still and watched the dill enter the door.

Obviously, he had no intention of going inside.

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