The Delicate Beauty Eavesdrops on the Prince's Heart and Her Persona Collapses

Mu Ange said verbally, "My body is weak, I can't do any heavy work." Mu Ange thought to himself, "Yes, I was the one who killed him, and I even hung him up and beat him."

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Chapter 111 Sharing a Bed

Mu Anxiang didn't know what kind of emotions he was in as he accompanied them through the entire street. He just did whatever Lanxi asked him to do, as obedient as a little puppy.

Lanxi was also a little surprised. Usually, he and Mu Anxiang would argue after less than three sentences. When had they ever been so harmonious? Sure enough, after his family came, he turned into a well-behaved puppy.

Prince's Mansion.

After exchanging some private words with Lanxi, Lord Zhao went to his guest room to rest. Before leaving, he specifically instructed the Prince and Lanxi that they had been married for so long and it was time for them to have a child. He said that having a child would strengthen their relationship.

Despite her carefree nature, Lanxi couldn't help but blush slightly upon hearing this. After all, she and Mu Anxiang had never slept in the same bed since their marriage. At first, she disliked his philandering and felt it was dirty, and he disliked her for having kept a gigolo in the past and didn't want to share a bed. Neither of them wanted to sleep together, so they got used to it and each had their own room. But now that Sister Dan had come, they couldn't sleep in separate rooms anymore.

After watching Lord Zhao leave, Mu Anxiang stood there, unsure of what to do. This seemed to be one of the few times he had stayed in Lanxi's room.

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

Lanxi said.

Mu Anxiang said "oh" and walked towards the bed.

Lanxi exclaimed, "Stop! What are you doing?"

Mu Anxiang, confused, turned to look at Lan Xi, who was in shock, and said, "Going to sleep? You said it's getting late."

Lanxi said, "I'll sleep on the bed, you sleep on the floor."

Mu Anxiang was stunned again: "What? I'm going to sleep on the floor? Me, a prince, you're going to make me sleep on the floor?"

Lanxi crossed her arms, ready to unleash her trump card: "What, does Your Highness intend to share a bed with me? Doesn't Your Highness find me dirty?"

When Mu Anxiang heard her say these words, he felt uneasy for some reason. He hadn't thought much of it at the time, but now he found her words very harsh and realized that he had indeed gone too far back then.

He continued walking towards the bed, then lay there naked, closed his eyes, and said with his mouth opening and closing, "I don't mind."

Now it was Lanxi's turn to be flustered: Did this guy take the wrong medicine today?

Lanxi walked over silently.

Mu Anxiang thought she was going to bed, but after she reached for the bedding, she made a makeshift bed on the floor next to the bed.

As the rustling sounds gradually subsided, Mu Anxiang couldn't help himself. He opened his eyes and looked at the person who was already asleep fully clothed by the bedside, and his brows furrowed involuntarily: Does he really not want to sleep in the same bed with me?

He got up on his own, got out of bed, and then reached out and picked him up, blanket and all, and held him tightly in his arms.

Lanxi gasped and suddenly opened her eyes.

With a gloomy face, Mu Anxiang carried her to the bed, then lay down beside her with a dark expression on his face, without saying a word the whole time.

What are you doing?

Lanxi poked half her head out from under the covers and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Mu Anxiang said in a low voice, "It's cold outside, you'll get sick if you sleep on the ground."

This was the first time Lanxi had heard this man express concern for her. They usually lived their own lives without disturbing each other.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to care about people. No, I didn't expect you to care about me too."

"But thank you for today. You spent so much money on me and spent so much time shopping with us. This is the happiest day I've had since I arrived in Daqi. Thank you, I really mean it."

Lanxi nestled in the blankets, talking to herself.

Hearing these words, Mu Anxiang involuntarily clenched his fists, letting his nails dig into his flesh.