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She saw a small gap and saw that the man was still reading the scroll, with one hand across her head.
Should she get up or just stay like this until dawn? If she doesn't get up and ask someone to bring more beds and blankets, she will definitely not be able to sleep tonight. But if she gets up, his hand... This seems very awkward.
"Ugly, what are you shaking about?"
She was hesitating when a man's voice suddenly came coldly from above her head.
Ugly freak—this name came to her mind quite easily. She pretended to wake up in a daze, took her arm away, opened her eyes… The hand on her lips was no longer there.
He held the scroll in both hands and looked at her coldly.
"I'm cold," she said honestly.
When he heard this, a smile appeared on his face.
She was used to seeing him gloating over other people's misfortunes, so she was not surprised at this. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Can you help me?"
He raised his chin slightly, turned his body slightly to the side, and stretched out his hand, arrogantly, "Come on."
She was slightly surprised and stared at his hand. "What are you talking about? You should go and ask the guards outside to go to Bishui to get the bed and mattress... Your maid will take care of these..."
Mou Ba was startled, and her eye color quickly returned to the ugly level it was before she went to sleep. The corners of her mouth tightened, and she got out of bed without saying a word and walked out.
Outside the account.
"Master."
"Eighth Master."
The more than ten guards from the Rui Palace and the Imperial Guards were all slightly surprised to see the man coming out late at night. They bowed and saluted, and then the Rui King said indifferently, "Assign two people to get the bed quilt from my maid Bishui... Well, bring two more heaters."
Everyone received the order. The two guards of Prince Rui's mansion were about to leave, but they saw Prince Rui holding up the curtain and suddenly stopped. "Don't go. Come back. If Concubine Qiao asks about it later, you can say that the emperor has issued an order that wild beasts are roaming at night and no one is allowed to leave the guard post without permission."
What happened? It snowed at night and it suddenly became much colder. Didn't the Eighth Master order them to bring mattresses and heaters to keep out the cold? Why didn't he suddenly stop using them
If they said this to Concubine Qiao, would it be considered as false imperial decree? However, this false decree was not a military matter. After all, it was just a bed and two stoves... Everyone looked at each other. Some people dared to ask, but before they could ask anything, Prince Rui said, "If anyone tells anyone about what happened tonight, I will not forgive him easily" and quickly walked into the tent.
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"Are you ready?"
Seeing Mou Ba coming in, Qiao Chu felt that victory was in sight. He was delighted and sat up, wrapped in the quilt.
Mou Ba raised his eyebrows slightly, "Not tonight."
Qiaochu was startled and asked doubtfully, "You, the great King Rui, do you still want a quilt?"
"My father has issued an order. In the mountains and forests, and at night, there are many wild animals roaming in and out for food. No one can leave." Mou Ba said, humming the conclusion softly, "The emperor's order is as heavy as a mountain. Who has the time to go get a blanket for your little concubine?"
Qiaochu thought about it, crawled out from the quilt, and glanced at the outer robe he asked her to use to warm her feet.
Mou Ba stared at her coldly, but his eyes quickly darkened and suddenly deepened... Qiao Chu didn't investigate further and pulled the outer robe she had just put on closer... The man was tall, and she felt empty when wearing his clothes, with the hem dragging on the ground, but she would feel cold if she didn't wear them...
After getting off the bed and walking to the entrance of the tent, she whispered through the curtain: "To all the guards who are guarding the tent, could you please send someone to go to the maid of the Eighth Master to get the bed and mattress for me? I know the emperor has given the order, and I am sorry to have put you in a difficult position, but if you just go over, Miss Bishui's tent is not far away..."
"Your Majesty, we apologize, but it is true... it is difficult to disobey the emperor's order..."
Outside, trembling voices were heard, and Qiaochu felt slightly annoyed... These guards were so scared, it seemed that the emperor had issued an important order, and he couldn't make things difficult for them.
Of course, the gentleman was unwilling to make this trip. It was in the middle of the night, and it would be inappropriate for a princess like her to go out...
When she walked back, someone was still leisurely reading his scroll on the couch. Hearing the sound, he glanced at her with a slight smile on his lips.
"What time is it now?" She climbed onto the couch, feeling a bit tragic and heroic.
"The end of the second watch."
That was just... eleven o'clock... Qiaochu just felt miserable. It was too cold to lie down, so she had to wrap herself tightly in the quilt and sit up. As a patient, did she have to wait until dawn
She glanced at Mou Ba next to her. He was staring at the scroll seriously. He was still wearing the thin clothes that made her feel cold and uncomfortable. But he didn't feel cold at all...
Seeing her staring at him with eyes wide open, Mou Ba raised his head and glanced back, snorting arrogantly and making a "hmm?" sound.
Qiaochu suddenly thought, if she asked him to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband now, would it be okay... She didn't want to do anything, but if he didn't mind holding her while reading a book just now, he shouldn't mind now, right
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But how to start... They have even done that kind of thing before, and now they are struggling to hug each other
She thought about it again and again, and finally made up her mind... She pulled him over along with the quilt, and snuggled into his arms with unparalleled speed.
"It's cold, let's cover ourselves with the quilt."
She said this in a righteous manner, but heard no response. The only thing to be thankful for was that he did not kick her away. He did not move, and his hands were still holding the scroll.
Her heart skipped a beat and she raised her head.
His eyes seemed to be fixed on the top of her hair, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and when he saw her peeking, he pressed her head back heavily into his arms.
He reached out and embraced her, so that most of her body was in his arms, pressed against her chest... The two of them snuggled together tightly. He put down the scroll, pulled up the quilt to cover the two of them tightly, and then picked up the scroll again.
So she thought calmly, they had only come this far, a very strange relationship, but this was enough... She finally breathed a sigh of relief, probably because there was something good in the scroll that satisfied this gentleman and made him feel better.
And it turned out that he was not just being stubborn. The warmth of his body really touched her again.
Her feet were as cold as ice. She hesitated, then decided to go all out and quietly put her feet between his legs to keep warm.
He reached out and pinched her nose hard, but instead of pushing her away, he clamped her feet lightly with his legs and feet.
She would also have to pay a price. He placed his chin heavily on the top of her head, not holding back, and continued to read the scroll comfortably.
Her body and legs quickly became warm, and she suddenly realized that the reason she was not cold before was probably because she had been hanging in his arms.
Her body was warm, but his scent and breathing seemed to be a kind of coercion. She half-lying in his arms, not daring to move much. Her posture was stiff, and her sleepiness slowly faded away.
Her body trembled slightly - because his feet were gently rubbing hers and covering hers.
She knew that, for him, it might just be to keep her warm, but she was somewhat afraid of such intimacy. This kind of contact made her more dizzy than doing that kind of thing. This kind of meager feeling of mutual support was what people who were in love or who had always been in love should do.
She moved uncomfortably in his arms, causing his muscles to tense slightly.
"If you disturb me again, I'll throw you down."
A certain voice came over violently.
She responded lazily. Seeing the scroll on his chest, she wanted to distract herself and maybe fall asleep soon. She was also very curious about what he had in his hand, so she asked, "What are you looking at? Can I see it?"
"eventful."
He said with a little impatience... She found that the scroll was lower, just in her sight. She leaned over to take a look, and was suddenly shocked. The densely packed frames and text labels on the scroll... It was a picture of a carriage!
She was slightly suspicious, lowered her voice, and breathed into his arms, "Although the emperor has not announced it yet, but this military token... I'm afraid everyone has already believed that it belongs to you, the King Rui. Do you still want to do this assassination to save the emperor?"
“Qiaochu, you don’t understand… Whether to assassinate or not is not up to me to decide. My brother is determined to give it a try.” He chuckled.
Although he said this with a smile, there was no trace of laughter in his voice.
He was right! But if that was the case, there would be disasters on the way back. Qiaochu felt a sense of heaviness in her heart... That feeling made her very uneasy. The disaster seemed to have been predicted long ago, but she always felt that there was something strange in it. She suddenly remembered the deep valley she passed by on the way here. The valley was covered with lush trees, and the bottom of the valley was deep, dark, and gloomy...
She shuddered all over, and Mou Ba glanced at her head and said in a deep voice, "Lie down quietly."
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She responded, and he didn't stop her, so she also looked at the frame diagram carefully -
"Why do you remember this?" he asked calmly.
"In case of emergency, you will protect your father, Concubine Lang and Miss Shen, and I will need to protect myself."
"You think highly of yourself... How many people do you think my eldest brother can bring, and who are they mainly targeting... Now that the military token has been decided, there will be no more false assassinations of my father, and there will be no secret guards coming out, so the situation won't be too chaotic...
He sneered, his voice as low as hers, released in her earlobe, his warm lips occasionally brushed her earlobe, causing her to tremble slightly.
"Ugly freak, my only concern is... on the fake carriage picture my eldest brother got, whose carriage did the prince rewrite into his own frame?"
She almost jumped up, turned to look at him, and said in a choked voice: "I didn't expect this... Yes, if the prince changed his carriage to be..."
Mou Ba smiled coldly, "Change it to mine... that would be quite interesting."
She thought about it carefully and said hurriedly: "Miss Shen, she should know that she was the one who gave the fake picture to the virtuous king at that time. She should have seen the fake picture. As long as you confirm it with her, if it is true, then be prepared-"
"On the contrary," Mou Ba interrupted her softly, and lazily leaned his head on her uninjured shoulder, saying lightly: "The situation was urgent at the time, and Ling'er was so focused on the real map that she overlooked this key point on the fake map. She knew it was a fake map, but she handed it to the secret guard without even looking at it, and asked the secret guard to deliver it to my eldest brother."
Qiaochu frowned, "No wonder she ignored it. I'm afraid no one would care about the real picture... Have you confirmed it with her?"
"Um."
"That's a little troublesome. But as long as you make some preparations, it should be fine..."
"No, Qiaochu, you still don't understand. Second brother may take this opportunity to kill me through eldest brother, but borrowing a knife to kill is only one of the reasons. What if eldest brother's intention is the same as mine, and he wants to kill father?"
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"You mean, the Crown Prince might also change his carriage to that of the Emperor, so that the virtuous king would attack the Emperor. If the Crown Prince knew this, he would definitely pretend to sacrifice himself to protect the Emperor. After all, the military token has not yet been in your hands, so it is possible that it will change hands?"
"No," Mou Ba smiled again, but his tone slowly gathered. "Qiaochu, from the moment I petitioned for the Western Expedition, many things became uncertain. However, don't forget that the plaque behind the Jinluan Palace is still empty. If there is no imperial edict inside, who will be the first successor if something happens to my father? In the current situation, if I were the second brother, I would