"Your Highness...you see, I didn't do it on purpose." Yu Qianqian's eyes kept darting around him, and she became more and more anxious at this point. "How about we just pretend that nothing happened last night?"
"No, no, since you've already finished, how can you just rush through it?" Mu Beichen was full of dissatisfaction, but his eyes, which were fixed on her, were burning with a captivating light, as alluring as the bright moon in spring.
The flowing cloud-patterned robe with its black sleeves swept over her body with a flick of her wrist, creating an extremely ambiguous pose from any angle, sparking the imagination.
The woman, shrouded in a flowing, light blue gown, responded with a furious, lingering tone: "Then what else do you want?"
Mu Beichen thought for a moment, then said slowly, "At least take care of my three meals a day, as well as my changing clothes, bathing, and bed service, until my body recovers completely."
Yu Qianqian decided not to run away anymore. She imitated him, raised her chin, stared at him without looking to the side, and smiled leisurely.
"Is that so? Then should I take care of you, changing your diapers and cleaning up after you until you're laid to rest?"
However, Mu Beichen had not yet realized the hidden meaning in her calm tone. He simply thought she was innocent and easy to bully, and that he could easily take her down with a few simple tricks.
“No need for that. These are trivial matters; I can handle them myself.” He pinched a small piece of her cheek, kneading it repeatedly in his palm until it deformed, then smiled brightly. “Besides, I… I…”
Mu Beichen was completely absorbed in his own self-admiration when, before he could finish speaking, a furious roar, full of gunpowder-like arrogance, suddenly rang out: "Your Majesty, my ass!"
"Mu Beichen, don't go too far!" Yu Qianqian's face was filled with rage. She forcefully flung aside the sleeves of her robe that were tightly wrapped around her, and shouted at him without thinking, "Even if I accidentally did something out of line to you last night, I should be the one who suffers the most. What do you have to complain about?"
She turned her back to Mu Beichen, her face darkening. Just as she was about to stride away without a trace of regret, she suddenly felt her foot slip and something felt off.
Then, amidst her busy schedule, she looked up and was surprised to find herself completely trapped in his arms, unable to move even if she wanted to.
Mu Beichen let her thrash about in his arms, his right hand wrapped around her soft, slender waist, gripping her tightly with fluid movements, her delicate body pressed against his chest, burning hot.
Seeing the helpless look on the little woman in front of him, Mu Beichen smiled brightly: "I couldn't be happier if my wife took the initiative to throw herself into my arms, and I certainly don't feel wronged."
After saying that, he suddenly scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. His eyes were fixed on the layers of beaded curtains and fragrant tents in front of him.
Before my eyes, a beaded curtain and a warm tent were gently lifted by the breeze, casting a shimmering, pearly light onto the windowpane.
"Aaaaaah... Mu Beichen, you perverted bastard!"
"I wouldn't call it perverted, it's more like I'm just going along with you..."
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