"Huh?" Zheliu was slightly stunned, she looked at Jiang Ning in front of her and then at Mu Jingzhao in front of her, both horizontal and vertical are their masters, who should they listen to?

"Mother, what are you going to do?" Zheliu glanced at Jiang Ning in horror, and didn't dare to make a move.

Jiang Ning's interest was strong at the moment, and he didn't want to pay attention to the worry in Zheliu's eyes at all.

"You girl, do you listen to me?"

Zheliu took a deep breath and silently recited two sentences in her heart, maybe Jiang Ning just wanted to deal with the emperor's injuries and didn't want to be seen by herself, maybe she wanted to have a deep exchange of feelings with the emperor?

So she was successfully persuaded by her own ideas, squatted down, clasped Mu Jingzhao's arms with both hands, and dragged Mu Jingzhao into the house.

The master and servant worked together to reluctantly put Mu Jingzhao on the bed.

"Alright, you go out first." Jiang Ning smiled slightly, sent Zheliu to the door of the main hall, and then solemnly closed the door.

Jiang Ning turned around and slowly paced to the side of the bed, Mu Jingzhao on the bed was lying quietly, his cheeks were crimson, his cheeks were half buried in the quilt, he smacked his lips as if he had dreamed of something, and let out a muffled snort.

Jiang Ning's gaze slowly fell on a piece of broken hair scattered on Mu Jingzhao's cheeks, the broken hair lay across his cheeks, and the end stretched directly into his lips, looking inexplicably childlike cute.

As she approached, she slowly stretched out her hand to the broken hair on Mu Jingzhao's face.

She thought in her heart that Lin Zheng received two slaps after Mu Jingzhao's drinking, which was really a disaster, especially as a courtier, he would not dare to fight back.

And he happened to be suffering from not knowing how to repay Lin Zheng for saving his life.

Slapped Mu Jingzhao twice to help him go back? It doesn't seem very realistic, if he specially asks Lin Zheng to take a look at the slap marks on Mu Jingzhao's face, I'm afraid that he will inadvertently pit Lin Zheng again.

So, she came up with a better idea - pull out Mu Jingzhao's hair and give it to Lin Zheng.

In this way, first, it will not hurt Mu Jingzhao's face as the emperor too much, second, he can repay Lin Zheng for saving his life, and third, he can destroy the corpse and die without proof, so why not?

Jiang Ning secretly sighed at her cleverness and wit, and her outstretched hand froze not far from Mu Jingzhao's face, she squinted her eyes, froze on Mu Jingzhao's cheek, and slowly moved to the top of Mu Jingzhao's head.

The question of where to start is the best one.

Mu Jingzhao smacked his mouth, and from time to time there was an intermittent "hmm" sound in his mouth, and the handful of hair kept squirming with his lip-smacking action, sometimes being taken in, and sometimes being spit out.

Jiang Ning's eyebrows jumped, looking really a little unsightly, so she bent down and slowly approached his cheek with two fingers.

Her eyes widened, and her movements were slow and cautious, lest she would wake him up if she was too loud and not careful.

His skin was so close that Jiang Ning could even clearly see the pores and fluff on his face.

Sure enough, it was a child raised by the royal family, and as a man, his skin was smooth and delicate to almost no blemishes. Jiang Ning secretly sighed.

Her fingertips slowly touched Mu Jingzhao's face, and the flesh on Mu Jingzhao's cheeks trembled slightly with her movements, and the touch made Jiang Ning's heart tremble a little.

It is so delicate and elastic that Jiang Ning can't help but be amazed.

She slowly pressed down and pressed the disobedient hair, Mu Jingzhao snorted, slowly turned his head, and lay down on his back towards her.

She froze, and quickly held her breath and looked at Mu Jingzhao's eyes carefully, only to see that his eyes were still closed, and he didn't even tremble because of her movements.

Jiang Ning's stiff arm slowly relaxed, and her two fingers slowly closed, trying to pinch the hair on her fingertips.

Unexpectedly, the hair was too close and too tight, and Jiang Ning pinched a piece of flesh on Mu Jingzhao's face as soon as he closed it like this.

At the moment when her fingers closed, Mu Jingzhao's eyelids trembled suddenly, and Jiang Ning's hand instantly stiffened, and he didn't dare to make any more big moves.

It wasn't until she was sure that the other party didn't react much that she breathed a sigh of relief and pinched her hair back.

The hair did not move at all, and there was no sign of it falling off Mu Jingzhao's head.

She was jealous, sure enough, this pampered person who grew up was different from herself, if the handful of dry straw hair on her head could be compared to Mu Jingzhao's cent, she would be satisfied, the jealousy in her heart continued to breed, Jiang Ning gritted her teeth, and pulled it down again, such a force, even the part of the skin connected to the hair and scalp was pulled and twisted.

Despite this, that hair was still as solid as a rock on Mu Jingzhao's head, and there was no trace of it falling out. Jiang Ning was suddenly a little deflated, and when she was worried about what to do next, Mu Jingzhao, who was originally asleep, suddenly stretched out his hand and directly grabbed Jiang Ning's wrist

Jiang Ning's wrist instantly froze in place, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

"What are you doing?" Mu Jingzhao still closed his eyes, but he said a word in a sullen voice.

Fortunately, the other party's tone was murmuring, otherwise Jiang Ning might really think that his wine had woken up.

She smiled dryly, and then said casually, "Concubine, this is to see that the emperor's hair is uncomfortable on your face, so I will help you tidy it up." ”

Mu Jingzhao's voice was still a little vague and nasal, "Oh, that's hard for you." ”

Immediately, his head tilted, and it seemed that he had fallen asleep again.

Jiang Ning retracted her hand and tried to escape from Mu Jingzhao's restraints, but the more she pulled back, the tighter she grasped the convenience, and the force even made Jiang Ning's wrist begin to ache faintly.

"Your Majesty." Jiang Ning even began to wonder if the other party was drunk and sobered up, and deliberately pretended to be drunk here to tease himself.

Anyway, it was my own mistake first, so it was better to apologize earlier to be open.

"Concubine-" She struggled for a long time, before she squeezed out two words from her mouth, Mu Jingzhao pulled her hand back in an instant, and the huge pull made Jiang Ning's whole person stumble, and her thighs instantly hit the side of the bed, and her whole legs were weak, and she fell straight on Mu Jingzhao's body.

Jiang Ning could clearly feel the temperature of Mu Jingzhao's lips against her ears, and she shuddered, and her heart was even more sure of her speculation.

The other party must be drunk and pretending to be drunk, and the purpose of this is to quietly strangle himself to death while getting rid of his own responsibility.

She took a deep breath and was tense and didn't dare to move for half a minute.

She tried her best to use her feet supporting the ground to secretly exert herself, trying to get farther away from Mu Jingzhao.

"The Emperor, Your Majesty—"

(End of chapter)