Seeing that Yitong was silent, Mu Yanqin knew that Yitong had listened to his words, and he said after a while: "Okay, you are tired after working for a long time. You should rest!"
After saying that, he took off his coat and lay on Yitong's bed.
When Yi Tong saw him going to bed without any courtesy, her heart was filled with 15 buckets of water, and she asked stammeringly: "Why are you lying on my bed?"
"What? It's so late and you still want to drive me away?" Mu Yanqin raised his eyebrows and looked at her evilly.
"Then...you can't either?" Yitong hesitated and refused to go.
"Okay, come here quickly!" Mu Yanqin waved to her.
"I...I don't..." Yitong twisted his sleeves and refused to come forward.
Mu Yanqin got anxious, got out of bed, picked her up and fell down.
"Mu Yanqin!" Yitong couldn't help but exclaimed.
Unexpectedly, he held her in his arms and said, "Okay, I'm tired too. I just want to hold you and sleep."
Hearing what he said, Yitong's heart calmed down. Listening to his steady heartbeat, she slowly fell asleep.
After knowing that Yitong was asleep and breathing softly and warmly, Mu Yanqin opened his eyes.
Seeing Yitong cooking for Zhuo Lian, he felt uncomfortable. But if you want to survive in the palace, in addition to wisdom, you also need to endure humiliation and bear the burden.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Mu Yanqin thought of what the queen said to him in the palace today.
"No matter what, we must control Chu You. We cannot let her leave the Ninth Prince's Mansion and we cannot fall in love with her! She will always be a pawn!"
Chess piece, is she really just a chess piece in her heart?
I have never seen such a woman before.
Yitong stretched and found that her arm was blocked. She tried her best to pull out her hand, but found that she was held tightly in Mu Yanqin's arms.
Because of her actions, Mu Yanqin also woke up, looked at her little face that was flushed in the morning, and said with a smile: "Good morning!"
Yitong blushed with embarrassment and buried her head in his arms: "Good morning!"
"Why don't you dare to look at me?" Mu Yanqin smiled, trying to see her expression clearly.
Yitong refused to do anything and kept digging in.
He accidentally touched something hard and hot, and Mu Yanqin groaned involuntarily.
Yitong's face turned redder, of course she knew what she had accidentally touched.
"Princess, you are playing with fire!" Mu Yanqin suppressed his desire, his voice was a little hoarse in the morning.
"I...I didn't mean it." Yitong quickly defended.
"It doesn't matter anymore!" Mu Yanqin lifted the quilt, turned over and pressed her down.
"Prince! Princess! Concubine Lian is here!" Zixuan's voice sounded outside the door.
Mu Yanqin stood up resignedly, and Yi Tong also got dressed.
Zhuo Lian was sitting on the couch in the small hall. When she saw Mu Yanqin and Yitong coming out together, a trace of evil flashed in her eyes.
"Your Majesty!" Zhuo Lian stepped forward to greet Yan Qin.
"What are you doing here so early in the morning?" Mu Yanqin was interrupted and still angry.
Seeing his bad tone, Zhuo Lian hated Yitong even more in her heart, and immediately burst into tears: "I wanted to come early in the morning to pay my respects to the princess. I drank the lotus seed soup she made last night, and I want it again today. I didn't expect it.