Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

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It was probably because of the previous sex that exhausted Mu Ziyan's physical strength, and he soon fell asleep.

Qiucao, who was shocked by the words that Mu Zihuang inadvertently confided when he was emotional just now, couldn't fall asleep anyway. Why did he suddenly ask himself this question?Could it be... Did he already know that the roster was stolen by him?But if he knew, why didn't he expose her on the spot?

Qiucao was so entangled that her brain cells were almost knotted, but she still couldn't figure out whether Mu Zihuang knew her true identity.Qiucao was very irritable and wanted to turn over, but she was afraid of waking up the people around her, so she just got up and lay down in front of the window to watch the stars. After watching for a while, she felt bored, then lay down on the table and stared at the bronze lamp in a daze.

Looking at it, I inadvertently saw the letter that Mu Zihuang put on the table casually and did not put it away.

Qiucao was curious for a moment, picked it up and looked at it, and found that there were many officials' names written on it.

She was worried about how the roster would be falsified, but a roster was delivered to her door, and the names of some officials were specially marked with ink dots, although!Is this called Another Village of Willows and Flowers?Qiucao was moved to tears.

Walking behind the screen, I glanced at the person on the bed, and found that he didn't show any signs of waking up. Qiu Cao squatted down holding her breath, carefully took out the previously hidden register from under the bed, returned to the outer hall, and lit the oil lamp. , while paying attention to the movement behind the screen, copying down the roster, and then the letter.

After finishing the work, Qiucao tiptoed out of the room again, found the study with the map quietly drawn during the day, put back the original register, and then returned to the room with a sigh of relief.

As soon as he stepped into the room, before he could catch his breath, Mu Ziyan's sleepy voice came from behind the screen, "Princess? Why are you still awake so late?"

Qiucao turned pale with shock, looking at the slowly moving figure behind the screen, she was more anxious than what to do.

Suddenly, the table was filled with multicolored silk thread, which attracted her attention.So Qiucao became wise in a hurry, rushed over and sat down, grabbed the needle and thread, and pretended to be busy embroidering things.

Mu Zihuang, who came out from behind the screen, saw Qiucao holding a needle and thread, his eyes were shining, and immediately rushed over and sat down: "Princess, are you staying up so late just to embroider the sachet for the king? "

Qiucao felt guilty for a while, lowered her head and stammered, "Yes, yes, this concubine is thinking about what kind of pattern to embroider on the sachet."

Mu Zihuang thought she was shy, and said with a smile: "As long as it is embroidered by the princess herself, no matter what the pattern is, the king will like it."

Qiucao: "Any graphics are fine?"

Mu Zihuang nodded heavily: "Well, as long as it is embroidered by the princess!"

That's great!Qiucao couldn't help but cheered in her heart, and was worried about how to solve the sachet issue, but she didn't want Mu Zihuang, but took the initiative to say that she didn't mind the graphics.Now that he said so, then she...stuffed the plum blossom petals into the sachet and sewed them casually... Hehe!

But joy is joy, Qiucao's brain still hasn't forgotten to work. I heard that the real princess Li Yingrong is a master at embroidery, and Mu Zihuang grew up with Li Yingrong since he was a child. He must have seen what Li Yingrong made. If you don't ask It is clear whether Li Yingrong has sent anything to Mu Zihuang before, otherwise, what should I do if the time comes?