As if he had died once, Qiucao convulsed uncontrollably, and then his whole body collapsed, unable to withstand the burning heat poured into the depths of his body by Mu Zimin and his relaxed body.
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After the passion passed, Mu Zimin hugged her and fell asleep.
Qiucao was extremely sober. She opened her eyes and looked at the hibiscus tent. Thinking about what had just happened, her heart could not calm down for a long time.
Why didn't Mu Zixiang react to this? Didn't he protect Li Yingrong even if he was stabbed and injured? Why could he be so calm after encountering such a scene?
Could it be that... Mu Zixiang already knew the identity of her substitute, so he was so indifferent?
>o
Autumn grass bursts into tears.
But... if he found out, why didn't he expose her and still acted as close as usual? Could it be that... Mu Zixi was really as the third prince said, a very sophisticated person, and by not exposing her, he just wanted to use her to attack the third prince?
But then again, if Mu Zixi is really a very deep-seated person, he should have found out long ago that he is just a pawn to the third prince and has no use value at all...
Qiucao's thoughts began to get knotted. In the tangle, she even felt that what was going on with Mu Zixiang, he didn't even doubt his identity.t_t
Seeing that the thinking cells in his brain were getting more and more chaotic and tending to go down a dead end, Qiucao quickly told himself to stop.
Since Mu Zixiang has decided to ignore why the third prince is here, why should she think about it so much? Isn't it good not to have any doubts?
Just right, no need to explain!
After thinking about it like this, Qiucao finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped worrying about these problems. She closed her eyes with peace of mind and fell into a deep sleep.
When they woke up, it was Chenshi the next day. Chulan, who was sent by the queen to guide them, had already been waiting outside the palace with several palace ladies.
Mu Zimin asked the palace maids to go out and send a message, asking them to wait a moment, and then waved for someone to dress them.
Because of what happened yesterday, Qiucao was a little embarrassed to face Mu Zixiang. Even when the palace maid dressed herself, she chose the corner position to avoid any eye contact with Mu Zixiang.
In fact, Qiucao doesn't like asking for help from others even to put on clothes, but she has no choice. Although she has been in this era for a long time, she has lived in Zuixiang Building for the past year, and she usually has to wash dishes and work.
The clothes are mainly light-weight, unlike the clothes of princes and nobles, which are so gorgeous and complicated that people don't know where to start.
Well, the maids in Prince Mu's Mansion actually taught her how to put on clothes, but she didn't know how to dress at all. She was an idiot who only knew how to take off clothes and couldn't put them on, and she was a dressing retarder.
>o
The two of them just held their own in silence, and the maids helped to dress them up.
When Qiucao asked the palace maid to hold a bronze mirror to check her makeup, she secretly glanced at Mu Zimin who was a few steps away. His face was expressionless and showed no emotion at all.
Qiucao couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. She knew that there couldn't be a man who didn't mind such a thing! Look, his face was so depressed!
>_
How about... tell him a joke to make him laugh?
However, what if it's not funny and makes the atmosphere weird? Or... just don't say it.
Qiucao gritted her teeth and suppressed the words that rushed to her throat.