Liang Qingchen looked at her back and frowned.

Why do I feel like she is deliberately avoiding me?

Jiang Muyu returned to Qingyu Courtyard and followed Yunshan to give Tangtang a bath.

Tangtang was sleeping soundly, sitting naked in the wooden basin, with her little face buried so deep that her double chin appeared. She needed someone to support her so as not to fall down.

Jiang Muyu was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he quickly washed her, wrapped her in a blanket, and took her out of the basin.

Yunshan immediately went to get the small clothes and put them on her.

After carrying Tangtang back to the dormitory, Jiang Muyu went back to the main room to get his clothes.

Liang Qingchen was sitting at the table. When he saw her come in, he was about to speak, but she said, "I'm going to sleep with Tangtang tonight."

He swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth and just watched her leave.

After midnight, some people have already fallen asleep, while others are tossing and turning.

Liang Qingchen lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling above with a pair of clear eyes in a daze.

Sixteen years ago, ever since he was sent to the Tiangan Kingdom's palace, he has been hiding his true self. Over the years, he has even been unable to distinguish between his past self and his current self.

Everything he said was a mixture of truth and lies. Sometimes he even told so many lies that he began to believe them to be true.

He slowly closed his eyes, and a woman's face appeared in his mind: an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes. When she smiled, she was like a blooming hibiscus, gentle yet strong.

"Dust..."

A soft and graceful female voice seemed to be in his ears, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

There was only one unextinguished candle in the room, emitting a dim warm light, and he was the only one in the empty room.

Liang Qingchen suddenly sat up, rubbed his swollen temples, put on his shoes and got out of bed.

When he opened the door and came out, the guard on guard at the door was dozing off listlessly. Suddenly he heard the movement and subconsciously drew the long sword from his waist. When he saw the person clearly, he immediately woke up a little.

"My Lord? Why are you still awake so late?"

Liang Qingchen glanced at him and said, "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."

"Yes, yes." The guard hurriedly did as he was told.

Before he could say anything else, he saw his master walking towards the side room. He shook his head in confusion, "What is the prince doing in the princess' bedroom in the middle of the night?"

…

The next day.

Jiang Muyu was sleeping soundly. She turned over and suddenly touched something hard. She closed her eyes and touched it. It was still warm.

"Don't move."

A clear, low and slightly hoarse male voice was close to her ears. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw an enlarged handsome face almost sticking to hers.

The other person still had his eyes closed, his long, thick eyelashes were clearly visible, his skin was porcelain white, his nose was high, his lips were thin, and there was some light blue stubble on his chin.

She suddenly sat up and turned around to see a baby lying on the bed who was not yet awake, and a tall, long-haired handsome man lying outside the bed.

Not a dream? ?

She opened the curtains, took a look at the layout of the room, and confirmed that she was in Tangtang's bedroom.

When she turned to look at Liang Qingchen again, he had already opened his eyes, and his pair of dark, sparkling eyes looked at her with a hint of innocence and a hint of confusion.

She was filled with a thousand horses galloping in her heart.

When did this person lie down on this bed?

Tangtang rubbed her eyes with her chubby hands and woke up, calling out in a baby voice, "Daddy, Mommy."

Jiang Muyu suppressed his shock, coughed, and smiled awkwardly, "Tangtang, good morning."

Liang Qingchen also said: "Tangtang, good morning."

Tangtang turned over, crawled to Liang Qingchen's side, touched his chin, and immediately withdrew her hand: "Eh - Daddy can stab people."

Liang Qingchen also sat up, his eyes drooped, and he pouted his lips, his voice still a little hoarse, "Tangtang, do you dislike Daddy?"

He looked so pitiful, Tangtang quickly hugged his arm and coaxed him, "No, no, Daddy is tired, Tangtang feels sorry for him."

Liang Qingchen then smiled and touched Tangtang's head, "I know Tangtang loves me. She is not like some heartless people who ask me to stay alone in an empty room."

Jiang Muyu rolled his eyes speechlessly and got up from the bed.

Liang Jinghe was going back to the academy today, so Jiang Muyu prepared a lot of snacks in the morning and prepared to bring them to him.

As the prince, he naturally had everything he needed. She could only show her concern for him through his daily life.

During breakfast, she served Liang Jinghe some food while instructing him, "Remember to eat on time at the academy, don't get too hungry, be careful during archery classes, and stay focused during martial arts practice, don't let others hurt you."

Liang Jinghe looked at the almost full bowl and quickly stopped her from adding more food, saying, "Mom, this is really too much."

Jiang Muyu finally reacted and stopped serving him food. She continued, "It's already the middle of July, and the weather will soon get colder. Remember to put on more clothes and don't kick off the quilt at night."

He said helplessly: "Mother, I am almost nine years old, I understand everything."

"Don't even mention you're only nine years old. Even if you're ninety, you're still a child in my eyes."

Liang Jinghe was stunned for a moment, looking at his mother's gentle face, he felt a little touched.

Perhaps, as Master Shaofu said, his mother is the person who cares about him most in this world.

He lowered his head and slowly ate all the food in the bowl.

After breakfast, Jiang Muyu and Tangtang sent Liang Jinghe to the Royal Academy together.

Tangtang was reluctant to let him go, so she hugged his legs and burst into tears, making it impossible for him to move.

At this time, a carriage stopped nearby.

A little boy in golden clothes jumped down from the carriage, "Yo-Isn't this the prince?"

Liang Jinghe looked over, his eyes slightly narrowed, but he said nothing.

Xie Beiran walked over and looked at the crying little baby with tears all over her face. She said with a click of the tongue, "Is this your sister? Why is she still crying?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Liang Jinghe said coldly.

Suddenly someone came in, and Tangtang stopped crying. She looked up at the person who came in, "Brother, who is this ugly little brother?"

Hearing this, Xie Beiran's face suddenly darkened, and he said viciously: "What are you talking about, you little brat!"

Seeing how fierce he was, Tangtang hid back in fear. Liang Jinghe protected her shoulders, leaned slightly to the side and stood in front of him, his cold eyes fixed on the face of the person opposite him.

"Children don't lie. Why? Young Master Xie can't stand others telling the truth?"

"You..." Xie Beiran raised his fist and was about to hit him.

Just as Liang Jinghe was about to catch it, a hand reached out from behind Xie Beiran and grabbed his arm.

"Aran, what are you doing?"

Xie Beiran moved his arms, but was restrained by him and could hardly move. He turned to look at the tall man behind him and said angrily: "Uncle! Why are you holding me back!"

Xie Cheng pulled him behind him, and he staggered and almost fell, but managed to keep his balance.

Xie Cheng said solemnly: "Don't be rude to the prince!"

Xie Beiran gritted her teeth angrily. Although she was dissatisfied, she still held back.

Although this young uncle was born as a bastard, no one in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion dared not to give him face, not only because he was an official in the court, but also because he was deep-minded and ruthless.

Even Xie Beiran's biological father, the eldest son of the current Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, is wary of him.

Xie Cheng smiled and bowed respectfully to Liang Jinghe, saying, "My nephew was quite disrespectful to the prince just now. He is not used to being disrespectful at home. I will give him more encouragement in the future. I hope the prince will forgive me."

Liang Jinghe snorted coldly and said, "Is he just lawless at home? I think he has no respect for his superiors."

"This... Your Excellency is too serious. It's just a play between children. Why should it be elevated to a level of superiority or inferiority?"

Jiang Muyu had just walked away to get something from the carriage and saw this scene when she came back. Although she did not see what happened before, she heard the last two conversations.

Then she walked over and said, "A play between children? Haha - Master Xie's nephew is lawless at home at a young age, and he is still like this outside. After all, my son is the prince, and his status is lower than yours. He is disrespectful to the prince. Isn't that disrespectful to the inferior?"