Chapter 42: There Is Your Morning
"Mu Qing, do you love me?"
Murong Xi's voice was soft, coming out of Mu Qing's arms.
The white fingertips trembled and tightened the brocade quilt on his body, and a pair of watery eyes looked at the person beside him.
Mu Qing was in a trance for a moment, raised his hand and hugged the man into his arms, and did not answer.
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Sleepless nights.
Murong Xi only lay sideways in the arms of the person next to him, and the surroundings were warm, and he couldn't feel the ice and snow outside the window at all.
The white face of the man in front of him was not as usual, and it was the first time for Murong Xi to look at him so closely, so quiet and soft.
Murong Xi quietly stretched out his fingers, carefully stroked slowly along his forehead, and traveled across his high nose and water-red lips, and across his chin.
Looking at the well-behaved sleeping face of the person next to him, Murong Xi's face suddenly turned red, he suddenly came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and suddenly remembered everything in his mind.
- Sweaty, ears and temples grinding.
Unconsciously blushing.
There was a sparse sound in the brocade quilt, and Mu Qing raised her hand to fish her body back.
The person beside him seemed to feel the signs of waking up, which made Murong Xi hurriedly close his eyes and bite his teeth.
The person next to her suddenly chuckled, and her soft lips fell on her ear, startling her.
"Wang, Lord Wang......" Murong Xi's voice was thin and weak.
I saw that the man raised his hand and slowly pinned her hair into his ear, and said, "Just call this king by his name." β
Murong Xi was stunned for a moment, looked back at the person behind him, and said busily: "It's time for the prince to go and get busy, and the concubine will serve you and get up." β
Mu Qing was stunned for a moment, and only got up with a smile.
Murong Xi's cheeks flushed, and he saw that the man got up very obediently, stretched out his arms, and looked like he was waiting for him.
Murong Xi was helpless, got up and stepped forward, and took the green robe on the side to put it on for him.
Inadvertently, Murong Xi touched his fingertips.
The slightly cool feeling made her stunned, and the man moved his fingers as if it was playful, and the touch of her hand tickled.
Murong Xi was stunned and raised his eyes to glare at Mu Qing, but when he saw that the man was smiling innocently, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he couldn't help but be angry.
"His Royal Highness the Lord Regent is so naΓ―ve on weekdays?"
"This king is only like Ah Xi." Mu Qing explained to her very positively, a well-behaved and cute appearance made Murong Xi stunned again.
In his previous life, Mu Qing had always been cold to herself, when had she ever teased herself like this.
I didn't know how to deal with it at the moment, I just gritted my teeth and lowered my head, a small appearance of gritting my teeth, which was pleasing to Mu Qing.
"Ah Xi is not angry." As if she had caught the handle of her not being good at dealing with such people, someone pulled Murong Xi's hand as if she was coquettish.
After speaking, he pretended to be childish and shook it twice, muttering and smiling gently.
Feeling the teasing of the person in front of him, Murong Xi gritted his teeth and said word by word: "His Royal Highness the Regent, the concubines are coming, serving, waiting, you, getting up, and getting up!" β
After that, he picked up the strap under Mu Qing's armpit and gently wrapped it together, and tied it several times, Mu Qing retreated in pain, but grabbed Murong Xi's hand and brought it into his arms.
"Ah, Ah Xi lightly!"
Mu Qing's expression was even more innocent, and even there was a bit of grievance in his tone, but there was a happy smile on the corner of his lips.
He raised his hand and grabbed Murong Xi's arms and wrapped them in his arms, shouting loudly as if he was afraid that others would not hear him, "Ah Xi, farewell! β
"Light, this king is afraid of hurt......"
"Mu Qing, you!" Murong Xi struggled hard in his arms, but found that he couldn't break free.
The slightly cool body temperature spread to her body along the embrace, accompanied by the good smell on his body, which made Murong Xi couldn't help but blush, "You let go of me!" β
"You murdered your husband first!"