The secret guard stood in the corner, looking at the prince who was concentrating on carving something, and couldn't help but sigh.

After a busy day today, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still carving things for the Crown Princess at night. It really shows their deep friendship.

These days he also understood that the destined woman for his prince was the Crown Princess. After going around in circles, he had to sigh that it was fate.

Yuan Mo had never learned carving. He held a small knife in his hand and was carefully carving a piece of Thunder God Wood, stroke by stroke.

This Thunder God Wood is rarely seen in a century and is mostly used by royal families to protect their homes. It is obtained by lightning hitting peach wood. The power of lightning is very strong, and a slightly stronger one will split the peach wood into charcoal. If there is not enough lightning, this Thunder God Wood cannot be built.

Legend has it that this Thunder God Wood has the effect of warding off evil spirits and calming the mind. Even a small piece is priceless. It took Jin Luyi a lot of effort to find this one.

Yuan Mo lowered his head, holding a small knife in his hand, carefully carving the girl's image onto the Thunder God Tree. However, he had never learned carving before, so he was extremely careful with every cut, fearing that the carving would not be good.

If Jiang Yanli can give a little rabbit, then he can also carve a little statue of Zhizhi!

Yuan Mo finished the carving at three o'clock in the morning. The outline of the small statue on the Thunder God Tree had taken shape, and it looked somewhat similar to Jiang Zhili. He would be able to complete the carving in a while.

On the other side, inside the bedroom.

Jiang Zhili didn't sleep well at all. Who could have known that the beautiful Khatun would talk in her sleep!

She was woken up in a daze and thought it was the Khatun talking to her. When she listened carefully, she found that it was the Khatun talking in his sleep...

After being woken up this time, she couldn't fall asleep again. There were only two palace lanterns left in the bedroom, making it dim.

Jiang Zhili got out of bed and walked to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and after drinking the slightly cool tea, he felt more awake in this winter.

Now I can't sleep at all.

She walked to the window and gently pushed it open. The cold wind blew in. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse outside the window. There was still a candle on in the house opposite.

Jiang Zhili remembered that Yuan Mo lived in that room. Could it be that he hadn't gone to bed yet?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhili picked up the cloak on the chaise longue, quietly pushed open the door of the palace and walked out.

Achan was sleeping at the door wrapped in a quilt. She opened her eyes when she heard the palace door open.

Jiang Zhili said softly, "Go back to your room and rest. It's winter now. You can go back to your room after midnight. You don't have to stay outside the palace."

Achan stood up with a worried look on her face.

Jiang Zhili waved at her, signaling her to go down.

"Princess, where are you going?" Achan was a little worried.

Jiang Zhili pointed to the house opposite: "I'll go take a look over there. This is the East Palace. What are you worried about? Go and rest."

After hearing what her princess said, Achan didn't know what to say. She could only hold the quilt and walk back into the house in three steps.

Jiang Zhili, wearing a cloak, walked across the yard to the house opposite.

The room was brightly lit with candles, and there were at least four or five palace lanterns. It was so bright, so what was Yuan Mo doing in there?

She came to the window, raised her thin white arm and pulled gently, and the window was opened.

The candlelight in the room poured down, illuminating her arms and cheeks. She looked inside and saw a man buried in the table, carving something with a knife in one hand.

The next moment, the man who was carving carefully suddenly looked at her, his eyes like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath. After realizing that the person by the window was her, his eyes softened and returned to their usual gentleness.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really working hard. He is still busy with affairs in the middle of the night," Jiang Zhili said jokingly.

She just thought that Yuan Mo was carving some military objects. Before the Wolf Lord led his troops to battle, he was accustomed to carving objects representing the enemy camp and placing them on the map.

Yuan Mo put down the carving knife in his hand, gestured to the secret guard, signaling him to retreat, and then walked to the door and opened it.

"It's cold outside, Zhizhi, come in and sit down," Yuan Mo's voice was extremely gentle.

Jiang Zhili looked at the gentleness on the man's face, her heart moved, and she walked forward involuntarily.

The smile in Yuan Mo's eyes was almost overflowing.

The fact that Zhizhi could enter his house proved that their relationship had taken a step forward. How could he not be happy?

Jiang Zhili came to the table and saw a thin piece of wood placed on the slightly messy table. On the wood was a half-carved small statue, which was somewhat similar to her!

She looked at Mu Tou, then turned to look at Yuan Mo.

She asked, "Is that me you carved?"

Yuan Mo nodded, with a deep and shallow light flashing in his eyes.

"It's you. I wanted to carve it for you."

Jiang Zhili was a little surprised. She picked up the wood on the table and looked at the carved statue closely. It was not lifelike, but it was indeed delicate and it was obvious that great care was taken in making it.

"You can actually carve wood?"

Yuan Mo's dark eyes swept across the girl in front of him, and his tone was still gentle: "No, I don't know. I learned it tonight."

Jiang Zhili was a little confused: "Why do you suddenly want to give me a wood carving?"

Or stay up late to carve.

"Prince is right. We should give Zhizhi something to make her happy. However, this wood carving is not finished yet and can only be given to Zhizhi tomorrow," Yuan Mo said in a matter-of-fact tone, without a trace of unnaturalness.

Giving gifts to your loved ones is a happy thing.

{Oh~ So you’re jealous!} Duoduo understood.

Jiang Zhili stretched out his fingertips and gently stroked the small statue on the wood, then took a step forward to get closer to the man.

She slid the wood in front of Yuan Mo Xiong, and finally stretched out her hands to hook his neck, causing his body to stiffen.

Jiang Zhili's voice was tinged with seduction, "Carving at night is really harmful to your eyes. Your Highness, please take a break."

Full of fragrance and full of tenderness.

Yuan Mo's gentle voice was tinged with a hint of hoarseness: "It's hard to sleep alone, so I might as well use carved wood to cover up my longing."

"Oh? Your Highness the Crown Prince has been following the Buddha's teachings for several years, but you still feel bound in your heart every night?" The girl blinked, with a hint of sarcasm in her words.

The bright palace lanterns made her skin slightly transparent, making her seem otherworldly.

Not like an ordinary person, but like a goddess...

Yuan Mo took a deep breath and wrapped his big hands around the goddess' slender waist. His gentle black eyes were a little dim at the moment, as if he was searching for something.

Jiang Zhili sighed softly, she took a step back and sat on the table, raised her bare hand and hooked the man's belt, and the next moment, the man followed her bare hand and walked towards her.

The goddess was alluring, speaking slowly, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, while carving at this table, have you ever thought of this princess?"

Yuan Mo's throat rolled slightly, and he admitted honestly: "I thought about it..."

He not only thought about it at the table, but also on the bed, and even on the chair...

However, he had never revealed such secret and dirty thoughts, but when the beauty asked, he could not hide it.

The table was quite high. When Jiang Zhili sat on it, it just reached Yuan Mo's shoulders...