At this time, Pei Xiaoyuan was smiling and leaning over to press the bride who was being pushed upside down but still struggling. When they heard this, they looked at each other and stopped their actions. Pei Xiaoyuan's smile froze, his face changed slightly, and he let go of her immediately.
Then, before Xuyu could fully react, she saw him leaving her behind, quickly jumping off the bed and hurriedly looking for his clothes.
Xuyu felt a little bored for a moment, so she slowly sat up from the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, and secretly watched him dig out his pants from the messy pile of clothes in front of the bed, put them on hastily, and then looked for his undershirt, but he couldn't find it no matter how hard he tried. He seemed to be getting anxious, looking around. She couldn't help but laugh again.
He suddenly realized something, looked at her, and was about to come over, but after thinking for a moment, he signaled her not to bother taking off her clothes.
"It's still early, you can go back to sleep!" He reminded her while walking towards a suitcase where clothes were stored to get more clothes.
"Don't take it." Xuyu said behind him.
He turned his head to meet her two dark eyes that were cast upon him, and thought for a moment, as if puzzled, but still obeyed her words, turned back, and stretched out his hand to ask for clothes from her.
Xuyu didn't give it back to him. She hugged her knees, folded her arms, and pulled her clothes tighter.
"Why are you panicking? You threw things when you went out last night. Wasn't that very serious?" She snorted.
Pei Xiaoyuan understood. She was taking this opportunity to embarrass him because of what happened last night.
The emperor sent someone to summon them so early at the first sound of the morning drum. The two of them knew in their hearts that it was likely that the emperor had heard about what happened last night. It was just that they didn't know how much he knew.
Pei Xiaoyuan was not afraid of the emperor at first, but for some reason, after he decided to become the consort of the emperor, every time he thought of the emperor with a gloomy look and a bad face, he unconsciously lost his confidence. Seeing her like this, with her long hair scattered on her shoulders, she was clearly scolding him, but she was also showing her delicate appearance, and his chest was a little hot for a moment. If that person was not so powerful that he could not suppress it, at this moment, he would not go out no matter who called him.
"Would you please return it to me first?" He picked out her clothes and placed them beside her. "When I come back, I will apologize. You can do whatever you want." He coaxed her in a low voice.
She turned her face away from him.
Thinking about how I had completely forgotten about it last night, and how he had done that thing without saying a word, I couldn't help but get angry again. I was angry at myself for being useless, and also at his audacity.
Outside, He was probably not sure whether the princess and her husband had woken up. She waited for a while, but no one answered, let alone came out. She tried the door lightly, but found it was ajar and not bolted. However, she did not dare to rush in. After hesitating for a moment, she knocked on the door several times and raised her voice: "Princess, Prince Consort, the messenger from the palace seems a little anxious, and His Majesty seems to be urging us..."
"Got it! Tell the usher to wait a moment, I'll be right out!"
Pei Xiaoyuan responded loudly outside.
"Princess, you heard it too..." He pleaded again in a low voice.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have lost my temper, thrown things, and gone out drinking, making you angry and worrying."