If Mingche leaves, she can find a chance to escape.
Outside the bed tent, Mingyue's face didn't have much expression, "Is it good or bad?!"
Mingche glanced sideways at Zhuo Ya, who was looking threatening in the dark bed, "I'll go!"
"Okay, I'll send someone to pick you up early tomorrow morning!" Mingyue glanced at him through the bed curtain, "Since you're caught by the cold, go to bed early. I'll have the imperial doctor come over later!"
"No, I'll just take a nap!" Mingche hurriedly stopped him.
"Then, see you tomorrow!" Ming Yue turned around and walked out of the room, leading Nangong Xiao out of the corridor. He stopped in the dark, "Charming, you stay and see what Ming Che is doing!"
Inside the room.
Zhuo Ya raised her face and smiled with satisfaction under the quilt, "Are you going to take me to the National Master Competition tomorrow to open my eyes? Then I can also see how magnificent your sixth brother, His Highness the Crown Prince, is.
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Looking sideways, Mingche raised his hand to lift the quilt covering her head and face, looking at her pretty face which was slightly red from the stuffiness, with an apologetic look in her eyes, "I'm sorry, Zhuo Ya, I have to send you to the temple!"
"If I am discovered by the people from the temple, I will die. When the time comes, I will die because of you. Can you bear it?!" Zhuo Ya blinked and pretended to look pitiful, "Just keep me here."
In the palace, no matter what, you tie me up with a rope and I promise not to run away!"
Mingche stared helplessly into her eyes, "The word lie is clearly written in your eyes!"
"Nowhere!" Zhuo Ya blinked hard and leaned closer to him, "Do you see how honest my eyes are!"
The two people were already very close to each other. With this deliberate display, Zhuo Ya moved closer to him. Her breath seemed to be on his face, and her big and smart eyes were full of water, which was indescribable.
Bright and moving.
Looking at her face, Ming Che's heart trembled inexplicably.
He had never felt that kind of feeling before in his life. This was the first time in his life.
He was not a person who was good at concealing things, so the strangeness on his face was naturally noticed by Zhuo Ya.
Seeing the brilliance shining in those ethereal and clear eyes, Zhuo Ya was also stunned for a moment, and then she realized that his palm was still on her arm. Such an ambiguous posture was like a husband and wife embracing each other naturally under the quilt, and
The way she looked just now was clearly like she was being coquettish to him.
Zhuo Ya's face instantly turned red.
Lowering her eyes, she growled angrily, "How long are you going to stay under my quilt?!"
"I'm...sorry!" Mingche came to his senses as if he had been shocked by electricity, and hurriedly picked out the quilt. He was so panicked that he bumped into the chair next to the table and almost fell to the ground.
Seeing his embarrassed posture, Zhuo Ya couldn't help but chuckle.
Mingche turned around, rubbed his knees while kowtowing, and smiled sheepishly.
Meeting his gaze, Zhuo Ya was startled, and then she quickly changed her face, "You bastard, rogue, despicable, shameless!"
Mingche was startled, pursed his lips, and said softly, "I will be responsible for you!"
Zhuo Ya almost bit her tongue, "What did you say?!"
"Since we sleep in the same bed, I will not shirk my responsibility. I will marry you!" Mingche said seriously.
Zhuo Ya blushed, "Who wants you to be responsible? I'm not at the point where I can't get married yet!"
"That's the best!" Mingche secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As the Holy Son of Light, he naturally cannot get married according to the rules of the temple, and the other party is a demon, so the master will definitely not agree!
What is his attitude? He seems to be relieved?!
Anger arose in Zhuo Ya's heart, "Do you think I'm not worthy of you?!"