Aside from fundamental issues like recklessly grabbing the medicine basket, it's really impossible to get angry at Nanzhu's wife for her ordinary mistakes.

He Yunxiao blamed himself for being too soft-hearted, and reluctantly tried the same trick again, pretending to be serious and asking with a stern face, "What did you do wrong?"

Meng Qingrou blinked, looking at He Yunxiao's expression, and said cautiously, "The mistake was that you shouldn't have been so willful."

"You're not allowed to be willful next time."

"Okay, Namjoo understands."

Just as the storm of his impulsive act had passed, He Yunxiao suddenly realized that he had unknowingly stepped into his wife Nanzhu's bedroom.

Now, going in is not an option, and leaving is not an option either.

Meng Qingrou also noticed this.

She was torn between letting He Yunxiao leave or letting him come in.

Letting him leave would be too heartless, but letting him in late at night doesn't seem appropriate either. He was the one who sneaked in last time. Letting him in again now would be like inviting him… That won't do… How can a strange man be allowed to enter the Princess's bedchamber so easily…

Seeing Nanzhu's wife's conflicted expression, He Yunxiao offered, "Nanzhu, let me bring in the snacks and toys for you first. Otherwise, it'll be quite troublesome for you to carry them one by one."

Meng Qingrou nodded repeatedly, "Oh, okay."

Then, He Yunxiao took one item at a time, one by one, and carried the snacks and toys into the house for Meng Qingrou with even more care than if he were carrying the imperial seal.

"South Sea Pearl, where should we put this?"

"Please put the snacks on the table."

"Oh. Okay. Is this arrangement alright?"

"Yes, that's fine."

"Would you like to move the angle a bit? Otherwise it will be inconvenient for you to eat."

"Then let's move it."

Is this okay?

"Can."

"How about we move it again?"

"Yes, that's okay."

"Nam-joo, where should we put this chubby little dog?"

"Put it on the shelf."

"It's too high for you to reach."

"I can stand on my tiptoes."

"Even with padding, you still can't reach it. Why don't you try it?"

Meng Qingrou tiptoed to reach the chubby ceramic dog on the shelf, barely managing to touch a corner of it. She pinched it with her fingers and carefully, slowly, pulled it off the shelf.

Her energy was entirely focused on her eyes and hands; her little toes, standing on tiptoe, had to support her entire body, making her unsteady.

Just as she was about to take the chubby dog ​​off, Meng Qingrou swayed and fell backward.

"ah!"

He Yunxiao was a ninth-rank martial artist, and his wife, Nan Zhu, was right in front of him, under his constant watch. How could he let anything really happen to her?

Just as Meng Qingrou was halfway down and could see the roof when she looked up, He Yunxiao stepped forward, reached his right hand under her, and caught the falling Nanzhu wife.

Meng Qingrou looked at He Yunxiao; this was already the umpteenth time he had saved her.

Thinking back to how she had just boasted that she could reach it, Meng Qingrou could only say embarrassedly, "Th-thank you."

Looking at this girl who was always making mistakes and getting into trouble, He Yunxiao really didn't know how she had grown up. If she were an ordinary person, she would have gone to the underworld to make a living and become a civil servant long ago.

I can't bear to scold him, and I can't bear to hit him either.

With a sigh, He Yunxiao said, "Be careful. You've lived this long purely out of luck."

Meng Qingrou said anxiously, "Dog!"

He Yunxiao: ?

Nanzhu's wife can swear now?

What kind of dog?

"Your dog!"

"My dog?"

He Yunxiao thought for a moment, and realized that the only person he could call a "dog" was his second brother. "My second brother's piloting a nuclear-powered submarine again?"

I looked down, but there was nothing there.

Meng Qingrou said urgently, "The puppy on the shelf is about to fall! Quick, catch it!"

It was only at this moment that He Yunxiao understood what Nan Zhu's wife meant.

She was lying on her back, no wonder she could see the chubby ceramic dog high up.

He Yunxiao turned his head and saw that, holy crap, the dog had already fallen down.

He used one hand to support his wife, preventing her from moving, while his other hand couldn't reach her. In desperation, he had to use his light footwork to catch her with his toes!

Got it! Very reliable!

As Xing'er said, Princess Nanzhu has loved small animals since she was a child. However, due to her health, she had never had the chance to meet any. Now that she has this lifelike ceramic chubby dog, she naturally adores it. Not to mention, it was a gift from He Yunxiao.

Seeing the puppy being taken home and spared from being broken, Meng Qingrou felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders.

She couldn't wait to get her hands on the treasure, so before He Yunxiao could even speak, she struggled to get up from his arms.

Meng Qingrou moved a couple of times, but before she could stand up, she noticed that the little fat dog at He Yunxiao's toes was swaying back and forth, about to fall.

You can't have your cake and eat it too. He Yunxiao supported his wife, Nanzhu, with one hand, steadyed the little fat dog with the other, and used the other hand to maintain his balance while half-squatting with the last foot to support the weight of both of them.

Maintaining this posture is already his limit.

"Don't move around, or the puppy will fall to the ground and get hurt, don't blame me."

Upon hearing that the puppy might break, Meng Qingrou immediately became obedient and remained motionless, leaning against He Yunxiao like a piece of wood.

She barely dared to move her lips, and stammered, "He Yunxiao, what do we do now?"

He Yunxiao said with a wry smile, "The simplest solution is to get rid of this puppy. I'll brace myself with my feet on the ground, and we can get up immediately."

Meng Qingrou became anxious.

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