After Jiang Muyu had eaten and drunk her fill, she would lie down on the imperial concubine's couch, euphemistically calling it "lying quietly to digest the food."

Xia Qingchen said disdainfully: "Can you be a little more gentle and reserved like a girl should be?"

"Your Highness, are you going to find fault with me again?" She touched her round belly and said, "All the girls in our place are like this. Some of them even know what modesty is even worse than me."

He frowned and asked, "Don't you teach girls etiquette?"

"Yes, but we advocate gender equality. Girls should also learn what boys should learn."

"What about the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, the Three Principles and Five Constant Virtues?"

Jiang Muyu shook his head and said, "These things are outdated. What we require of our citizens is patriotism, dedication, honesty, and friendliness!"

Xia Qingchen found it hard to understand, and asked again: "What is your position there?"

"I don't have any status. I'm just the flower of my motherland, an ordinary beauty, an unknown person."

Jiang Muyu knew he didn't understand from the puzzled look on his face, so he sat up and began to explain to him seriously: "Our country is a socialist country, which is different from yours. We don't have an emperor or empress, let alone a prince or princess."

"A country without a ruler? How can there be order?"

"Uh... we have a leader." As she was talking, she suddenly felt that it was meaningless to tell him so much, so she lay back down, waved her hands, and said, "Forget it, you won't fail to understand even if I tell you."

Xia Qingchen was unhappy about this. "Who are you looking down on?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to look down on you. I just don't want to embarrass myself by trying to explain to an ancient person who has unearthed artifacts that can be turned into mummies what happened thousands of years later..."

As she was talking, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she sat up again, looking at Xia Qingchen with sparkling almond eyes, "Your Highness, do you have a wife?"

"Hmm?" Xia Qingchen felt uneasy at her strange look and subconsciously stepped back. "What, what is a wife?"

"Emm... the person who will marry you and give birth to your baby."

"Are you talking about the Crown Princess? Father hasn't chosen one for me yet."

"Does the Crown Princess have a very high status among you? If you become the Emperor in the future, will the Crown Princess become the Empress directly?"

"That's right, in theory."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Muyu's eyes became brighter. She looked at him with a pair of sharp eyes, and her saliva was almost flowing.

The corner of his eye twitched, "You...you are..."

However, before he could finish, the other person got down from the imperial concubine couch, rushed over to him, squatted beside him like a pug, and rubbed his arm with her little face.

The voice was soft and sticky: "Your Highness, do you think I am suitable to be the Crown Princess?"

Xia Qingchen pushed her head in disgust, "Don't spit on my clothes! With your behavior, how can you be the Crown Princess?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Muyu immediately stepped away, stood up straight, and then imitated the people on TV, clasped her hands together and placed them at her sides, squatted down slightly, lowered her eyes slightly, pursed her red lips, and drew up a faint and reserved smile, and whispered: "I am here to see my husband, the Crown Prince."

Xia Qingchen looked at her strange yet surprisingly harmonious behavior, stunned for a moment, then turned away embarrassedly and said, "You... where did you learn all this from? Where would an unmarried woman casually call a man outside her husband?"

Jiang Muyu noticed that he didn't look at her, so she walked up to him, blinked, and said, "I've already said that I want to be the Crown Princess. You are the Crown Prince, and I am the Crown Princess. Aren't you my husband?"

Xia Qingchen was startled by the face that suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes. She stepped back quickly and swallowed hard: "Why do you want to be my Crown Princess?"

"Because... because..." Her eyes rolled around and she smiled and said, "Because this is destined. You see, I always wake up next to you. I guess God must have arranged for you to be the Crown Princess."

There was still some baby fat on her face, and when she smiled, two cute little canine teeth were exposed. Although she was not a beauty that could conquer a country or a city, she was more special than any other little girl he had ever seen.

"Nonsense... Nonsense... You obviously just want to eat and drink for free."

Feeling that she was too close to him, Xia Qingchen stepped back again, but he forgot that he was sitting on a stool at the moment. When he stepped back again, his butt was suspended in the air and he fell backwards on his back.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Muyu quickly reached out to grab his wrist and tried to pull him up, but his strength was too weak and not only did he fail to pull him up, he was also thrown forward by him.

The two of them fell to the ground. Xia Qingchen was lying on his back. Although there was a carpet on the ground, he still felt dizzy. The next second, another person fell on him, instantly dispersing the Qi in his chest. He almost vomited blood. At this time, she happened to hit his lips with her forehead...

Jiang Muyu was fine, as she had a flesh pad underneath, so she wasn't hurt. She just hit her forehead on his front teeth, and she screamed in pain.

"Ouch...it hurts!" Jiang Muyu supported himself on the ground with one hand and his forehead with the other. He looked up at Xia Qingchen, but found that he had his eyes tightly closed and was motionless.

"Oh my god! Is he going to fall to his death?!"

She leaned over and listened to his chest. She could still hear his heartbeat. She reached out her hand to feel his breath. There was no breath!

Jiang Muyu was startled and sat up quickly, shaking his shoulders desperately, and said anxiously: "Your Highness, Your Highness, please don't die! I still want to be your Crown Princess. Who will take care of me if you die?"

However, the other party still did not respond. She was so anxious that she was at a loss. She thought about going out to call for help, but what if she was caught as an assassin as soon as she went out? If something really happened to Xia Qingchen, would she be locked up as a murderer?

He is still the emperor's son. When the time comes, will the emperor have her cut into 108 pieces, marinate the meat to go with wine, and throw the bones away to feed the dogs?

The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. Tears immediately overflowed from her eyes. She grabbed Xia Qingchen's sleeves and cried, "Xia Qingchen, please don't die. What should I do if something happens to you? Can I stop being the Crown Princess? Can you open your eyes? As long as...as long as you wake up, I can even be your foot-washing maid..."

"good."

The sudden male voice interrupted her crying.

She hiccuped in a daze and watched the person who was originally lying in front of her sit up.

Xia Qingchen bent one leg and looked at her sideways, her beautiful Ruifeng eyes full of smiles, "You just said that you would be my foot-washing maid, so you can't cheat."

Jiang Muyu realized it later, and his face fell instantly, "Are you kidding me?!"

"I didn't. You just took it for granted that something happened to me, so I had no choice but to cooperate with you."

"Uh..." She found that she couldn't even argue with him.

Xia Qingchen stood up and walked to the inner room. Suddenly, she raised her voice and said, "Little maid, come here and help me change my clothes."

Jiang Muyu lifted his sleeves and wiped the tears from his face, thinking: All my sorrow and anger are just like being fed to the dogs.

She was not a person who would lie. She had said it, so she had to keep her word. She walked into the inner room reluctantly, with a tearful face, and asked, "What kind of clothes does the Crown Prince want to wear?"

Xia Qingchen pointed to the cabinet on the right and said, "Just take the dark purple one on the first shelf."

Jiang Muyu walked over and saw that the previously locked closet was now open. She took out the clothes he specified from it and couldn't help but complain, "Why lock a closet? Are you afraid that someone will steal your clothes?"

Xia Qingchen glanced at her and said, "I'm just afraid that someone will steal my clothes. Every piece of clothing I own comes from the Shanggong Bureau and is very expensive."

Jiang Muyu rolled her eyes and said, "No matter how expensive it is, it's still just a piece of clothing, right?"

"If you were an ordinary maid, you would have been dragged out and slapped in the face by me now."

She immediately stopped being presumptuous and gave him a professional fake smile, "Your Highness, I will help you change your clothes."

"From now on, you must call yourself a slave in front of me."

"Uh..." She silently wrote the word "endure" in her mind, and then she managed to maintain a smile on her face and said, "Okay, I will help His Royal Highness change his clothes."

Xia Qingchen then nodded with satisfaction and opened his arms with his back to her.

However, Jiang Muyu was confused when he looked at the clothes in his hand. How could he wear this? ?