In the kitchenette, Nan Song filled a large pot of water and sat on the stove.

She used to do this kind of work as a regular before, and she was also very handy. As for Xie Junyou, she knows all his habits, as his personal palace maid when he is in the palace, she even knows what temperature of water he likes.

Nan Song relied on his memories and prepared some items to cool down.

After doing this, she came to the house again, but let her see Xie Junyou and Xi'er standing face to face, and the man stretched out his palm, as if he was making an agreement with Xi'er.

Nan Song's heart lifted in an instant.

Subconsciously ran over, she pulled Xi'er into her arms, for fear of being touched by Xie Junyou, she opened her eyes: "You, what did you say to her?"

Her fear made Xie Junyou lift her eyes and look at her.

The man with a burning head stroked his head and said, "Nan Song, I won't eat her."

"I told you not to come near her!" No one can understand her worries, she is only afraid that Xie Junyou will know that Xi'er is his daughter and take her away from her.

Xie Junyou said, "She was looking at me inside just now, and I just called her over to ask a few words."

「......」

Nan Song didn't even believe his words.

Only looking down at Xi'er, the little girl couldn't speak, but nodded, as if agreeing with Xie Junyou's words.

Nan Song was relieved at this time.

She said to Xi'er, "Go back quickly, don't run out again."

Xi'er obediently ran back, and looked back at Xie Junyou before entering the door.

The man smiled at her.

When Xi'er closed the door, Nan Song couldn't help but say, "You stay away from my daughter in the future."

When she said this, Xie Jun smiled sneeringly: "Nan Song, why didn't I know that you had such a bad temper before?"

「... She's my daughter."

"So?"

The man's expression eased, and he said with a tired face, "Do you have to quarrel with me at such a time?"

This man is still so arrogant at this point, and the irresistible look in his eyes makes Nan Songqi's teeth itch.

The mood was instantly bad.

She remembered that she was still thinking about boiling hot water for him and finding a way to warm him just now, but at this moment she only had one thought, and she didn't want to care about him anymore.

Nan Song turned his head and left, and collected all the heating items he had just given him, and wanted to go out.

"Stop."

The man called her back, and her head was about to crack: "You're going to leave me alone?"

"Your Majesty," she turned around and looked coldly: "You have so many attendants outside, any one of them is better than me, it is already my bottom line that I can take you in, and the rest, you can heal yourself."

Nan Song looked at him fixedly: "There is water boiling in the kitchen, wait a while, the emperor must remember to turn off the fire, it is too late, I should sleep with the child."

After she said this, she angrily walked to the back room.

Xie Junyou wrapped himself in a sheet and stood up strongly.

The man frowned, and called to her in a low voice, "Nan Song."

His aura is oppressive, if she is determined to kneel down and spare her life as before.

And now.

The woman just didn't hear it.

Xie Junyou watched her walk into the back room and closed the door casually.

Is... I haven't seen a temper for a few years.

However, Xie Junyou thought about the scene when she first saw Nan Song, and she was like this at that time, daring to blatantly resist with the grandmother in the palace.

Xie Junyou lowered his eyes and saw the Buddha beads in his palm.

The glossy beads had been shiny enough by his years of playing, and now he wanted to remove them. ap.

In the end, the Buddha beads can't suppress the desire in their hearts.

The coldness in his body hit again, and Xie Junyou had no choice but to get up and clean up by himself.

Nan Song brought some charcoal before, originally wanting to warm up the house, but as soon as Xie Junyou provoked her just now, she put it on hold.

Xie Junyou personally squatted beside the charcoal stove and tried to light it.

In the end, I am used to being pampered, and I have forgotten a lot of life skills, and the charcoal in the palace is the best and sharpest, where is it like the folk.

There are many impurities mixed with such charcoal fire, and it will take a while to scrap it, which is a problem for Xie Junyou.

He was so dizzy that he couldn't light it, so he gave up. The man looked at the closed door again, his lips pursed and twitched.

He finally messed with her.

Therefore, this apology should also be said.

Xie Junyou came to the closed door and stood outside for a long time before bending up and knocking on the door with one finger.

"Nam Song ......"

The man's voice was especially clear in the night.

No one responded.

He knocked again, and let out a long breath, "I apologize to you."

「......」

Inside the door, the woman hugged the sleeping Xi'er and opened her eyes to listen.

Xie Junyou said again: "You come out, I need you."

「......」

Nothing tugged at her heartstrings more than this moment of a man's apology, and she gritted her teeth and stared at the door.

"Nan Song... Did you sleep?"

She finally got up.

She opened the door again, and she was in a hurry, and the extremely sick and weak man stood at her door, and when he saw her, there was a light in his eyes.

The man said, "I'm going to die of cold."

「......」

She lowered her eyes to look at him, and saw that he had tightened the sheets around him, and his skin was abnormally red.

The man's body is full of concealment, and the silhouette is visible.

Nan Song asked, "Your Majesty, why do you always want to trouble me? You have so many attendants outside."

"I don't want to go out again," Xie Junyou explained, "I want to call them out of the house."

The reason for this... I have to say how he said it.

She lowered her eyes, saw the wet clothes he had taken off, and hurriedly walked over to gather them together and brought them to the charcoal stove.

She unhurriedly lit the stove and hung all his wet clothes on the charcoal fire and baked them slowly.

The men she did were all looking back.

Seeing that she was so virtuous and diligent, he felt that he had even gotten better.

Nan Song turned around: "Okay, Your Majesty, don't look for me anymore."

Xie Junyou answered, but his eyes were always looking at her, and when he saw that she was about to leave, he suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her.

This provoked Nansong to raise his eyes.

The man's eyes were thick, and he couldn't help lowering his posture: "Don't go, stay with me for a while?"

"Your Majesty."

"Nansong, I beg you."

The word begging came out of his mouth, which really surprised Nan Song.

Seeing the man's figure getting closer and closer, she dodged back, and suddenly touched the corner of the table behind her.

Xie Junyou opened her arms, the barriers on her upper body were clear, and the redness of her skin was presented in front of her eyes.

She was forcefully pulled into his arms by him-

Nan Song's face was pressed against the man's skin, it was very hot, and it burned her heart.

Xie Junyou stroked her waist-high hair.

Breathing slowly, after four or five years, Xie Junyou felt her delicate body again, and he couldn't control the hand wearing the Buddha beads to touch her.

Just like it was back then.

A slight rustling touch.

Nan Song's face seemed to be stained red by the burn on his body.

At this moment, time stood still, only the sound of the beating hearts of the two people, intertwined with each other.

Nansong wanted to push it away.

She raised her hand, and as soon as her fingers touched it, she heard the man's slightly helpless voice say:

"Don't turn me down... Nan Song... I'm sorry for you."