The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Yun Mujiu was mesmerized by Ye Xiaohan's handsome smile for a moment and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

When Ye Xiaohan saw Yun Mujiu's infatuated expression, he not only did not restrain the smile on his face, but for the first time, he naturally widened his smile.

For a moment, Yun Mujiu felt that it was worth it. Even if she was electrocuted by the system, she was willing to do it just for the handsome man's care and smile.

Bah, she is so shameless! How could she think of abusing herself for a handsome man?

Yun Mujiu followed with a silly smile, and his pair of black eyes fell on Ye Xiaohan.

Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out...

"My lord, what is this?"

Yun Mujiu opened his big, confused eyes and pointed at Ye Xiaohan's collar with one hand.

Ye Xiaohan paused, lowered his head to look at his collar, and raised his hand to grab his collar.

"nothing."

"Really?" Yun Mujiu glanced over suspiciously. Ye Xiaohan had just taken out a medicine box from the inner pocket of his collar, but now it seemed that there was something else there.

"Yeah." Ye Xiaohan adjusted his collar again. This action was quick and neat, with a hint of nonchalance, which was consistent with his usual obsessive-compulsive style.

"Okay." Yun Mujiu rolled his eyes and glanced at the people in the room.

At some point, Butler Zeng and his group moved far away from her bed rails, and even a group of them crowded behind two screens, as if they were very afraid of the couple. Of course, Yun Mujiu's thoughts were a bit biased. Butler Zeng and his group were not only afraid of the Night King's coldness, but also created a space for her and the Night King out of consideration.

Yun Mujiu changed the topic and pointed at the people behind the screen.

"It's so late and you're still bothering us. Why don't you ask them to leave?" She softened her tone and said caringly, "The prince probably hasn't had dinner yet. How about we have dinner together?"

Ye Xiaohan nodded and said, "Everyone, please prepare to leave. Also, have someone send a medicinal meal over. The princess and I will have our meal here."

Yun Mujiu raised her eyebrows slightly, and had no objection to Ye Xiaohan's initiative to stay here for dinner. At the same time, she took advantage of Ye Xiaohan's inattention, stretched out her hand, and took out some items directly from Ye Xiaohan's inner pocket.

Ye Xiaohan had no intention of being on guard against Yun Mujiu, and Yun Mujiu took advantage of him for a moment. He wanted to reach out and take it back, but Yun Mujiu turned aside and raised his hand.

"Hey, my lord, what is this?"

"Yun Mujiu, give it to me."

"No." Yun Mujiu forced a smile.

The group of people who were planning to retreat pricked up their ears and stopped in their tracks. They didn't dare to look up, but they pricked up their ears to listen to the conversation between Yun Mujiu and Ye Xiaohan.

"Whatever you say." Ye Xiaohan pursed his lips. He didn't want to argue with a patient, especially when that person was Yun Mujiu.

Yun Mujiu smiled triumphantly, "There are so many letters. Let me see what important letter the prince received that he kept in his arms."

"As far as I know, the prince has no habit of keeping and preserving letters."

Ye Xiaohan looked at Yun Mujiu's head that turned away, and only saw the top of Yun Mujiu's black hair. If someone was staring at Ye Xiaohan at this moment, they would definitely see his calm and cold face, full of indifferent expression.

Yun Mujiu found it very interesting, and when she saw that Ye Xiaohan had no intention of straightening her head so that they could talk face to face, she started to laugh secretly.

She smiled and said, "Could it be a letter written by a little girl to the prince?"

"During the time when the prince and I were separated, the prince didn't see me for a long time, so he probably didn't care about me anymore."

Yun Mujiu was very bold tonight. Wei Bo and the others were just frightened when they heard it. They wondered: Is the princess in pain? Why is she so bold? Not only did she dare to snatch the things in the prince's arms, but she also dared to tease the prince and asked if he had contact with another woman?

Ye Xiaohan was puzzled: "What can't you take care of?"

Yun Mujiu replied: "I can't take care of me. The prince actually has so many letters in his collection."

A helpless voice sounded: "How could I not take care of you?"

During his absence from the capital, he frequently paid attention to Yun Mujiu's situation and often wrote letters to Yun Mujiu. He even rushed back alone after learning that Yun Mujiu was unwell. How could he not care about Yun Mujiu?

Yun Mujiu smiled and stopped teasing Ye Xiaohan. He lowered his head and flipped through the envelopes, and was immediately shocked.

She was the author of every letter. These were all family letters she wrote to Ye Xiaohan herself! Ye Xiaohan was such an arrogant and proud son of heaven, and he had a very cold temperament, but he actually thought of collecting the family letters she wrote!

"These... these are all letters I wrote."

"What else? Of course I have to keep the letter written by my princess."

Suddenly, an excited but inappropriate voice sounded. "Hey, Your Majesty, where's mine?" He had also written many official reports to the Prince.

Wei Bai's roar was not very loud, but it disturbed the warm atmosphere in the room.

Ye Xiaohan turned his head, glared at Wei Bo, and said coldly, "Throw it away."

Wei Bo suddenly felt wronged, and the next moment, housekeeper Zeng and Du Ziheng covered his mouth, and Fu Qian even gave Wei Bo a small elbow. Wei Bo immediately became obedient.

Yun Mujiu folded the letters and returned them to Ye Xiaohan embarrassedly.

Ye Xiaohan raised his chin slightly and did not make any move to take the letters back.

Yun Mujiu thought of Ye Xiaohan's arrogance and could only brush down his arrogance. She said, "Since it's a letter I wrote, you should keep it with me first."

As she spoke, she tried to move.

When Xiao Han entered the room the other night not long ago, he was sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, holding Yun Mujiu in his arms with his upper body.

But while the two were talking, Yun Mujiu had been held by Ye Xiaohan and sat on his lap. At this time, Yun Mujiu wanted to move, but he had to struggle a little.

Ye Xiaohan released his hands from around Yun Mujiu's waist. Yun Mujiu leaned his upper body toward the inside of the bed and placed all the letters on the bedside.

Ye Xiaohan had sharp eyes and spotted the object under the Jinsi Hibiscus pillow at a glance.

He raised his lips and followed Yun Mujiu to ask: "Which letters were written by the princess and that young man?"

"Ahem..." Yun Mujiu's heart skipped a beat and his face turned red. In the next moment, he rubbed against Ye Xiaohan's arms without any hesitation.

"Oh, there is no such thing as a young man. I just wrote this for a mighty war god."

Not only did Ye Xiaohan keep the letters she wrote home, she also kept every letter Ye Xiaohan wrote to her.

Ye Xiaohan smiled but said nothing. Yun Mujiu was amused by his own words. The group of people behind the screen smiled with pursed lips, while Wei Bai smiled mysteriously with fear on his face. He almost ruined the time that the prince and princess were alone together!

Ye Xiaohan asked Yun Mujiu: "Do you want to eat in bed or go out?"

Yun Mujiu's face turned red again, "Get out, I can walk." Ye Xiaohan's words "on the bed" made her imagine something, ahem...

What else can you eat if you want to eat in bed?