Mingxiu frowned. "I wonder if that Hesheli Mingxiu has found out she still has money on her credit card? Good heavens, if she doesn't know, won't she call her parents?" Covering her face, Mingxiu screamed internally, "How embarrassing! Even though our minds are different, we're still the same people! So damn embarrassing!"

"I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it!" Mingxiu trembled, patted her face, and stopped herself from thinking about it any further.

This is terrible. She needs to go and eat something delicious to comfort her fragile heart.

Perfect timing. The Crown Prince probably won't be back tonight. In previous years, he always slept with the Emperor on this night.

She can enjoy a proper hot pot meal.

She came out and instructed the palace servants not to enter her room unless necessary, as she wanted to rest. Then she closed the doors and windows and went into her spatial dimension.

Not having her own private space is inconvenient. Mingxiu could count the number of times she had entered her space on one hand in the past two years. After preparing the ingredients and making her favorite sesame sauce, she enjoyed a delicious meal, took a comfortable bath, and then fell into a deep sleep on her two-meter-wide bed.

The next day, she woke up full of energy, but when Mingxiu finished washing up and went out, she was shocked to see the little prince standing at her door.

The little prince's expression, looking like he was about to cry but was actually quite aggrieved, left Mingxiu completely baffled.

Just as I was about to ask Granny Xu behind the Crown Prince what had happened, I was shocked by what Yinreng said.

"Aunt Mingxiu, Father Emperor wet the bed, but he won't admit it and blames me," Yinren complained to Mingxiu, still feeling wronged.

"Cough cough, ah," said Mingxiu, who choked on her saliva.