Chu Yue raised her head and looked over, only to see Mu Youche standing next to a clump of frost-resistant flowers. He was wearing purple clothes and a golden crown, with handsome eyebrows and bright eyes. The red flowers and green leaves complemented each other, and he looked even less than one ten thousandth of his appearance.
She felt soft in her heart and smiled, "Why is the prince so early? Didn't he say he would be back at night?"
Mu Youche strode up to her, hooked his arms, hugged her into his arms, and whispered softly in his ear: "Originally, we wanted to do it at night, but all I could think about was you, and how lazy you were in the morning.
You look so seductive, I can't feel at ease no matter what. Your Majesty thought I wasn't feeling well and asked me to come back and rest."
Chu Yue smiled sweetly, "How old is the prince, yet he is still like this? It's really... embarrassing."
Mu Youche rested his chin on her shoulder and said with a smile, "Is it shameful that I miss my wife? Is it possible that I only think of others?"
Chu Yue's expression changed, "How dare you."
Mu Youche laughed happily and picked her up, "Then did you miss me?"
Chu Yue gasped.
Mu Youche immediately realized, "What's wrong? Something doesn't feel right."
Seeing his nervous look, Chu Yue found it funny, "It's nothing."
Luxiang said from the side: "Your Majesty, the princess wanted to practice martial arts, but she fell."
Mu Youche's eyebrows tightened and he said in a trembling voice: "Where, show me." He carried Chu Yue into the room, placed her on the Arhat bed in the middle, and began to take off her clothes.
Chu Yue was wrapped in his domineering aura and felt weak all over, "Prince, no, it's nothing, it's just the arm."
When Mu Youche heard this, he immediately carefully held up her injured arm and said, "Here?"
Chu Yue nodded.
He helped her take off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and looked at the wound. It had been treated and was not serious.
But the hideous scars on the white and greasy skin still made his heart throb.
He blamed himself: "Yue'er, it's my fault. I didn't take good care of you, which made you hurt."
Chu Yue felt weak, "Master, it's your fault. You're not at home."
She is really convinced by this man. When she doesn't love him, everything is just dirt. Once she loves him, everything is good.
He loved her so much, she...she put her arms around his neck and offered her lips.
