The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

The four Hanying Guards on the roof looked at each other. They found it difficult to accept the huge amount of information they heard.

The leader, Ying Yi, pushed Ying Liu and asked with a wink, "Ying Liu, what is this 'baby' the princess is talking about?"

Ying Liu shrugged, "I don't know. This is the first time I've heard of it. I've never heard the princess say these two words before."

Ying Yi asked in confusion, "What did the princess say? I just heard the prince speak so hastily. I'm afraid the princess angered the prince, or said something big that shocked the prince?"

He looked at Ying Er and Ying San who were squatting on both sides, and asked with a questioning look: Guys, do you know?

Ying Er and Ying San pursed their lips and said, "Boss, you don't even know, let alone us."

The four people sitting on the roof tiles fell silent again, each wondering what was going on.

After hearing Ye Xiaohan's shout, Yun Mujiu took a big step forward and opened the door at the same time. He turned around and looked at Ye Xiaohan with an innocent look.

"My Lord, what's wrong?" Ye Xiaohan just shouted at her to stop. Was he angry? Ye Xiaohan didn't seem to like her calling him "baby"...

Ye Xiaohan's face was calm, "What do you think?"

"I'm not sure if the prince is angry with me."

"Yun Mujiu, have I been pampering you too much lately? I've allowed you to act recklessly in front of me."

Yun Mujiu was stunned and tentatively concluded: "The prince is angry."

Does the king who occupies a high position have his own scales that cannot be touched by anyone?

Maybe she was too modern in her thinking, while Ye Xiaohan was born in this ancient traditional dynasty. It was normal for the two of them to have cognitive differences. Maybe Ye Xiaohan felt that the affectionate name she gave was "disrespectful"?

Just as Yun Mujiu was thinking, Ye Xiaohan walked towards Yun Mujiu and pursed his thin lips.

"No." Ye Xiaohan leaned over and whispered to Yun Mujiu, "I'm not angry, Mu baby..."

Boom! Yun Mujiu's mind went blank in an instant, and he looked at Ye Xiaohan with disbelief.

The handsome man in front of her seemed to have a very faint smile on his lips, and the cold look in his eyes had long since faded away.

Ye Xiaohan was not angry at all, and even imitated her way—calling her so intimately: "Baby Yun!"

Yun Mujiu felt numb all over and his face was burning hot.

Ye Xiaohan raised his chin slightly and said calmly, "You can only call me that occasionally." He added, "And it has to be in private."

Yun Mujiu was stunned for a moment, then started laughing.

"I see."

There was a hint of arrogance in Ye Xiaohan's words. She had originally called Ye Xiaohan in a joking manner.

Sometimes little jokes can entertain people and increase the intimacy between two people.

"Yeah." Ye Xiaohan responded unhappily.

Of course he knew Yun Mujiu was joking, so he was teasing her back. Yun Mujiu's reflective expression proved that she was fooled by him. What a funny little girl.

Yun Mujiu exhaled, "I almost thought that the prince was angry and thought that I had said something wrong. It turned out that the prince was also joking with me, and when the prince started talking, I didn't realize that the prince was joking for a while. Or maybe the prince's realm is more powerful!"

Ye Xiaohan said helplessly: "How can I blame you for a small name?"

Yun Mujiu felt a little embarrassed, and then heard Ye Xiaohan say loudly: "You are mine, of course I have to pamper you."

This statement is in response to the sentence: "Am I spoiling you too much?"

The corners of Yun Mujiu's lips curved into a huge arc, so dazzling that Ye Xiaohan was in a trance for a moment.

The two of them stepped over the threshold and walked out together.

Ye Xiaohan was tall and had long legs, so there was a slight gap between his steps and Yun Mujiu's. In order to take Yun Mujiu's pace into consideration, he deliberately slowed down his pace.

Under the clear moon, the two walked side by side.

The four cold shadow guards were left behind. They cried out in their hearts: The doubts in my mind just now have not been solved yet? How come the prince and the princess are so harmonious again in an instant!

Ying Yi had a cold face and sword-like eyebrows, and he smacked his lips and said, "Love is such a strange thing, it really makes people change in many ways..."

That night, many plants in the garden had closed their buds, but some flowers that were active only at night were in full bloom.

Yun Mujiu leaned over a cluster of tuberose flowers and took a deep breath. His eyes were fixed on the flowers, and he praised, "What a nice fragrance!"

She was looking at the flowers and he was looking at her.

Ye Xiaohan's calm eyes were focused on Yun Mujiu, and Yun Mujiu's smile made him couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

After Yun Mujiu stood up, his eyes seemed to become even brighter.

Ye Xiaohan spoke at the right time, bringing the conversation back to the main topic he wanted most.

"Mumu, we haven't finished our conversation in the flower hall."

"Huh? Did I miss something?" Yun Mujiu looked confused.

"That's right." Ye Xiaohan gritted his teeth secretly, "Tell me, you said at that time that you were thinking about a man, who was that man?"

Yun Mujiu understood. It turned out that Ye Xiaohan still remembered what she said. She had successfully diverted Ye Xiaohan's attention by using the novel word "baby".

Yun Mujiu replied, "His last name is Ye." She thought that Ye Xiaohan would understand after saying this. After that, she took a step forward.

When Ye Xiaohan saw Yun Mujiu resolutely turning his back to him, his brows furrowed slightly.

“Is it Ye Chufeng?” Ye Chufeng, Yun Mujiu’s so-called “childhood sweetheart”.

"Ye Chuhe? Impossible, Mu Mu is not familiar with him."

Without waiting for Yun Mujiu to answer, Ye Xiaohan guessed again: "It can't be Ye Chuao?" The prince's name was Ye Chuao, and he had been engaged to Yun Mujiu.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaohan's heart suddenly twitched. If Yun Mujiu had not concealed her strength in the past, the prince would definitely want to marry Yun Mujiu for his own benefit. If that were the case, how could he have the chance to meet Yun Mujiu?

Yun Mujiu turned around quickly and saw a complicated expression on Ye Xiaohan's face. Her heart trembled a few times. Usually, Ye Xiaohan rarely showed his inner emotions...

Yun Mujiu raised his voice and said seriously: "It's not Ye Chufeng."

"It's not Ye Chuhe either."

"Not even that damn bastard Ye Chuao." Yun Mujiu couldn't help but curse the prince more.

Finally, he said solemnly— "That person is Ye Xiaohan. The man I am thinking of is Ye Xiaohan!"

Ye Xiaohan's indifferent eyes widened, and Yun Mujiu's graceful figure was reflected in his dark pupils.

Yun Mujiu confessed again: "When the prince said that your legs were amazing, I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild. The man I was thinking of was you!"

Ye Xiaohan felt relieved and said "hmm" in a cold tone.

Yun Mujiu pursed her lips and smiled, feeling accustomed to Ye Xiaohan's image of a cold king.

Ye Xiaohan glanced at Yun Mujiu's smile from the corner of his eye, and suddenly something seemed to be filled in his heart...

The next morning, Yun Mujiu got up early again. After finishing her exercise, she went into the medicine room for a while, and when she came out, she was holding a lot of beautifully packaged large boxes in her hands.

Seeing Yun Mujiu holding so many things, Chunlan, Xiahe, Qiutang and Dongyu hurried forward to help carry the things.

Butler Zeng stood aside and said with a smile: "Princess, the prince ordered people to prepare many gifts last night."

Butler Zeng turned half sideways, and saw four huge golden nanmu boxes behind him.

All the boxes were not closed, revealing the precious objects inside, most of which were glittering and colorful, and it was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary things.