When I was free, I would sit in the corridor with needlework and chat about all kinds of things in Kyoto City. If Chu Qi was playing the piano and playing the zither at the Huxin Pavilion, I could still listen to music!

Life is like a god!

Mu Jinghong's body was weaker and he was so tired that he was a little gasping when he walked halfway.

Seeing this, Mama Liu led Mu Jinghong back.

When passing the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Mu Jinghong saw the veil next to the pavilion, and various things were placed in the pavilion, as if people often sat there.

Suddenly, I heard a kingfisher cry, reflecting the lake view, which was wonderful!

“That’s…”

"That place is where the prince is usually bored and restless. Generally, only the guard of the cold jiao will pass by. Other servants dare not approach it."

After Mama Liu explained this, how could she not hear Mu Jinghong?

Huxin Pavilion needs Chu Ji's consent to enter, and it can be regarded as a "forbidden area".

Mu Jinghong did not force her to go over and take a look. She was not interested in watching Chu Qi's private place.

I was a little tired from walking, so I went back to the house to rest.

After Madam Liu withdrew, Mu Jinghong asked the two maids to move out all the books they sent, and still had her clothes.

From now on, I'm afraid it will be her residence.

Look at the room, except for the newly purchased tables and chairs, it was empty, and the bed didn't look like Chu Qi slept. If she didn't come in alone in the room, it would probably be idle.

But what Mu Jinghong didn't expect was that such a simple house was actually the bedroom where Chu Qi usually slept.

The other houses in the mansion were vacant except for the places where the servants lived, and mold was all caused. So when the new house was arranged, Chu Wei asked someone to use the house he had originally lived.

Chu Qi had ordered people to move to the next wing room to make the room look spacious and bright.

At this time, Mu Jinghong put the things on and filled the room with some popularity.

"Princess, this mansion is so weird..."

“What’s weird?”

"There are only four or five guards outside the door, no housekeeper, and only old nanny with less than ten people. Isn't that strange?" Bi Yu couldn't help but express the doubts in his heart.

Mu Jinghong smiled and said, "The King is afraid that someone will peek at his face."

"Well?"

The two were stunned when they heard this, and they didn't expect their ladies to tell such a joke.

Mu Jinghong took out a book and leaned against the chair and started reading it.

Without anything else to do, I can only pass the time with books.

I heard the maid's movement of placing things in the room for a while. Mu Jinghong looked at it and thought of last night, and then remembered that when Chu Ji got up this morning, he leaned against the bed. Could it be that he had just lying on him all night?

Mu Jinghong walked aside, picked up the hand mirror, and looked at his face.

Pretty pretty.

That's right, compared to Chu Qi's own picture, it's still a little far behind.

Mu Jinghong couldn't help but smile bitterly, what was he thinking about.

Until noon, Chu Ji did not return home.

Thinking of what might have happened outside, Mu Jinghong was a little anxious to know the news, and wanted to send the maid out of the house to inquire, but because he had just entered the house, these actions would cause suspicion.

Furthermore, the people in the palace must have sent people to stare at Prince Qi's mansion day and night in the dark.

In this way, it will be difficult for me to act.

Mu Jinghong suddenly felt a little miscalculated.

Chu Qi went to see Lu Wenqing, who was secretly entering the Lu Mansion. Jin Molan caught fire outside. The room was very quiet. There was no other smell except the smell of medicine in the room.

Chu Ji Shen stood beside Lu Wenqing without knowing it. Seeing Lu Wenqing with an ugly face leaning against the couch, he frowned, "What's going on?"

When Lu Wenqing saw it was him, he opened his eyes and said, "With a master here, my wound is highly poisonous... But it should not be a problem..."

Isn't this a problem?

Chu Qi stretched out a finger and pressed the injury on his shoulder, and Lu Wenqing blew out a cold air on the spot.

"Is this nothing wrong?"

"I can hold on to the antidote and come back."

"Aren't you afraid that someone will intercept it in the middle of the road?"

"My people..." Lu Wenqing coughed lightly, "I believe that it won't be intercepted so easily."

Chu Qi glanced at the closed door and said with a tsk voice: "Your lady is amazing. She pulled you back with her own strength."

Lu Wenqing pulled his lips, which was considered a smile.

There was a hint of emotion in the deep eyes.

Chu Qi couldn't see him so proud, so he reached out and poked his wound hard.

Lu Wenqing groaned.

As soon as the door opened, Jin Molan walked in.
Chapter completed!