When I came back from outside, it was already dark. The servant in the mansion opened the door diligently, nodded and bowed and said: "Princess, you are back. []"

Zhong Qingye was a little tired and not in a good mood. He nodded lightly, crossed the threshold and walked towards the room.

"Princess, please stay." The servant suddenly called from behind.

Zhong Qingye stopped and looked at this strange boy in confusion. Prince Rui's Mansion covers a huge area and has many servants and maids. Many of them Zhong Qingye has never even seen. The same is obviously true for the one in front of him. "What's the matter?

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The servant hurriedly walked up to her, bending slightly with a smile on his face: "Princess, the prince has specially ordered that if you come back, I will take you directly to the study."

Zhong Qingye was stunned for a moment, "Did he say what happened?"

The servant shook his head and said: "The prince came to see you after he came back from the palace. When he learned that you had left the palace, he gave this order. After that, he went into the study and never came out again. I don't know what happened."

From the palace? Did something happen between him and Qi Mu?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhong Qingye instinctively tensed up and said hurriedly: "Then lead the way."

The young man responded and took Zhong Qingye straight to the study. He stopped a hundred meters away from the study and said respectfully: "Princess, I can only take you here. You have to take care of the rest of the way."

Please go there by yourself."

Zhong Qingye knew Qi Mo's rules. Generally, slaves were not allowed to approach forbidden areas such as the study, so he didn't pay much attention. He waved his hand and walked quickly towards the study.

It was already dark, the door to the study room was not closed, and warm candlelight emitted from the room, giving it a warm smell.

Zhong Qingye stepped lightly and opened the door gently.

Inside the house, a long white candle was burning high, the fire was motionless, and magnolia spices were burning in the incense cauldron with the head of a crane. This faint and cool fragrance filled the whole room. Inhaling the nose and throat made people's minds clear for a moment.

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Qi Mo was sitting behind the desk, with his iron-colored mask placed on the table, giving off a faint cold glow.

The candlelight fell, dyeing his ink-like hair red, and his white gown was also dyed with a layer of red gauze. His long and strong fingers held the neat pages. Behind the book, his sword eyebrows were raised slightly, and his handsome eyes were focused on the page.

A halo of light gently surrounded him, and his outline was dimly reflected.

It was obviously just a book, but it inexplicably made her stop. She stood quietly on the spot, looking at him motionless, as if such a simple gesture could last forever.

As if he sensed someone entering the room, Qi Mo frowned, his long and narrow eyes slowly turned towards her, and the moment he looked at her, he was filled with a faint smile.

Laying the book on the table, he leaned back on the chair, half-closed his starry eyes, reached out and hooked her, "Come here."

As if there was magic, Zhong Qingye moved forward involuntarily and walked slowly in front of him. Qi Mo stretched out his hand to hold her, and with a slight hook, her slender body fell into his arms uncontrollably.

They put their arms around each other and hugged her tightly.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Qingye's cheeks were slightly bright. No matter how intimate things were, he still made her feel unspeakably shy with his hug. She had lived for nearly thirty years in total, but she still felt

Just like a little girl who has just begun to have a love affair.

Qi Mo hugged her, stretched out his neck to lean against hers, and his thin breath stimulated the skin, giving it a tickling touch. He breathed deeply, as if he wanted to inhale all the light fragrance on her body into his nose and throat, and the sound

He was slightly hoarse, as if he was tired. "I miss you."

Zhong Qingye's face turned even redder, and he twisted uncomfortably in his arms, and changed the subject dryly: "Well, why did you come to me?"

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Qi Mo bit her neck dissatisfiedly as punishment: "You are my wife."

"Qi Mo!" Zhong Qingye turned his head angrily, half shy and half angry: "Let me tell you seriously, you... um..."

Qi Mo suddenly stretched his neck and pressed it against her lips, blocking her next words. His arms went around her neck, clasped the back of her small head, closed his eyes and deepened the kiss.

It wasn't until Zhong Qingye was out of breath that Qi Mo let go of her without hesitation, with a smile in his evil eyes and a narrow-minded meaning: "I am also serious."

"You!..." Zhong Qingye's face was bright red, and he glared at him with watery eyes. He turned around suddenly and said angrily: "Ignore you!"

Seeing her little womanly figure showing off, Qi Mo couldn't help but laugh, stretched out his arms and tightened his arms around her waist, hugging her tightly, his voice hoarse and firm: "Qingye, no matter what, you can't make me let go of you.

You are mine!"

Zhong Qingye turned around, reached out to hold his face, and their eyes met. Qi Mo's eyes were filled with obvious fatigue. She frowned: "What happened? Did you have a dispute with Qi Mu?"

Qi Mo didn't want to hide it from her, and he couldn't hide it from her, but he didn't want her to get involved too much. Government affairs were too complicated and obscure, and his woman shouldn't be involved in those things.

"It's just a small problem, don't worry." He reached out and stroked her back, then changed the subject and said, "I met someone in the palace today."

Knowing that he didn't want him to know too much, even though Zhong Qingye was not very happy, he didn't want to offend his kindness, so he followed his words and asked: "Who can make my prince care so much?"

Her soft arms climbed up to his neck, and she turned her body around, sitting on his lap with her legs spread, and smiled with a chilling sound: "Isn't she some beautiful lady from heaven and country?"

Qi Mo took advantage of the situation and put it on her soft waist, enjoying Zhong Qingye's initiative very much, with a smile in his eyes: "Why, my princess also knows that she is jealous?"

Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows, got close to his face, and the tips of their noses almost touched each other, and said word by word: "My man, of course I have to be tighter."

After saying that, he straightened up and said almost arrogantly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you dare to flirt with women outside, I will be the first to divorce you!"

"Husband?" Qi Mo was also happy. Zhong Qingye's jealousy and nervousness made his heart surge. How could he not understand that she would only be nervous if she cared? If she didn't care at all, how could she do such a thing?

Woman? "Are you willing to do it?"

Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows: "You'll know if you try it?"

"Haha" Qi Mo suddenly tightened her waist, stood up with her in his arms, and joked with a deep breath: "Jealousy is a violation of the Seven Outcomes Rule. Aren't you afraid that your husband-in-law won't want you?"

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Chapter completed!