After Ji Xingzhi went into the water to wash her white, she finally climbed out of the bathtub, took a towel on the side to wipe the water on her body, and put on the pure white underwear and pants that her eldest duke bought.

"Your Majesty, but it's washed?" Seeing that Ji Xingzhi had not come out for a long time, the Grand Duke couldn't help but ask.

"Alright." Ji Xingzhi said this, and had already walked to the door with short legs and bare feet, and tiptoed to open the latch.

The eldest duke squatted down and picked up Ji Xingzhi, and strode towards Xiao Moyan's bedroom, not forgetting to whisper to Ji Xingzhi on the way: "Your Majesty, don't let the prince find out your identity." ”

Ji Xingzhi nodded and didn't speak, she was tightly wrapped, her small arms and legs, and her chest were open, and the emperor could find out that she was a daughter and had a ghost.

Xiao Moyan's bedroom is next door to the study, with the same architectural style as the study, but it is larger, with more decorative objects and more valuable, and the cyan bed behind the screen of the Four Seasons Chart is larger. In addition, there are more curtains hanging on the beams, and the carved and hollow doors and windows are also pasted with a layer of white paper to prevent wind.

Because there was a charcoal fire under the low wooden table in the middle of the room, the room was exceptionally warm.

The door was not closed, and after knocking on the door, the grand duke put Ji Xingzhi by the door and retreated.

Ji Xingzhi walked into the house, it was warm in front of her and cold behind her, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but shudder, and immediately turned around and closed the door.

Walking around the screen with his calves, he pounced on the person on the bed with his back to the headboard and a book in his hand.

"Uncle Huang~" Ji Xingzhi lay on Xiao Moyan's body and called sweetly.

Xiao Moyan put down the half-read book in his hand, and when his eyes touched Ji Xingzhi's smooth little feet, his brows furrowed slightly, and he reached out to hold Ji Xingzhi in his arms and cover the quilt.

The hands of Jin Gui, who were taking care of state affairs and reading the chapters, were warming Ji Xingzhi's feet under the quilt.

Ji Xingzhi was slightly stunned, smiling brightly, she could warm her feet with Xiao Moyan, the regent of Lizhou State, she Ji Xingzhi is definitely the first person in history!

The small feet in his hands were held in the palm of his hand, and the cold but soft touch made Xiao Moyan frown slightly, and said in a low voice: "Aren't you afraid of the cold with such bare feet?" ”

Ji Xingzhi stretched out her little short hand to hug Xiao Moyan's arm, and said with a big grin: "There is an imperial uncle who is warming." ”

The smell of the emperor's body is very good, it is the kind of refreshing and elegant bamboo fragrance, the kind of bamboo fragrance that permeates the spring rain, fresh and elegant, and the emperor's body is warm, she feels that the whole body and mind are happy.

Xiao Moyan paused and said, "Don't do this in the future." ”

Now that the weather is cold, it is not good to say that you will get cold if you are barefoot, and it is most dangerous for children to get sick, and it is easy to burn out their brains.

Ji Xingzhi nodded as if she didn't have any, arched her head on Xiao Moyan's body, and made a nasal voice: "Hmm." ”

The child sleeps for a long time, and is easy to get tired, and after lying down, Ji Xingzhi fell asleep soundly, her small chest fell together, she pouted when she slept, and her little face was bulging, which was very cute.

Xiao Moyan couldn't help but stretch out his index finger and poke Ji Xingzhi's face, this poke, Ji Xingzhi opened her mouth slightly, and her bulging little face was instantly deflated, as if she noticed something, Ji Xingzhi reached out and wiped her face, and found a comfortable position on Xiao Moyan to continue sleeping.

Seeing this, Xiao Moyan couldn't help but show a faint smile, that smile was like a bright starry sky; Like the colorful glow on the horizon; Like the bright moon in the sky, it is unreachable, short-lived, and fleeting.