My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 778

warmth.

As soon as Ye Beixuan woke up, he felt an indescribable warmth all over his body.

The thick warmth spread to his limbs like a stream of water.

He hadn't experienced this warm feeling all over his body for a long time.

Ye Beixuan's lips curled up in a happy mood.

With a movement, he wanted to sit up from the big bed.

It was only after he moved that he realized that there was a folded quilt under his head.

"You let it go?"

Ye Beixuan took the quilt and looked at Murong Jiuqing with a deep smile.

In a pair of cold eyes, as if dyed with fireworks, they became radiant.

"It's just a little effort, don't be so grateful to me."

Murong Jiuqing snorted and said very stiffly.

"Hehe. Little Jiu'er, it's not a good habit to be stubborn."

There was an obvious smile in Ye Beixuan's voice.

He lowered his head and looked into Murong Jiuqing's eyes, a deep dark light surged in his cold eyes.

"Okay. It's getting late, get up quickly."

Murong Jiuqing couldn't bear Ye Beixuan's gaze.

After leaving this sentence, he quickly got up and walked under the bed.

She hurried a few steps with her head sullen, before she had time to step out of the door.

Behind him, a low voice suddenly resounded from behind.

"Xiao Jiuer, come and change the clothes for me."

That voice came into the ears abruptly.

Ye Beixuan stood there with a smile on his lips, staring at Murong Jiuqing's deep eyes with an obvious smile.

"What, what?"

Murong Jiuqing's footsteps froze, she turned her head in surprise, and exclaimed out loud.

In the room behind him, Ye Beixuan stood tall in the bright sunlight.

He was wearing a black robe, which was loosely wrapped around his body.Her hair was disheveled and draped over her shoulders casually.

Just standing there so casually and lazily, exuding a deadly charm all over his body.

He hooked his fingers towards Murong Jiu, motioning for her to come over and change his clothes.

"Ye Beixuan, stop joking. Why do you want me to change your clothes?"

Murong Jiu glared at him angrily.

"You don't want your colorful silk?" Ye Beixuan raised his eyebrows.

"..."

it is good,

She endured.

Murong Jiuqing gritted his teeth tightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and walked towards him quickly.

"Where are the clothes? Bring them." Murong Jiu said angrily.

Seeing the smile on the corner of his lips, Murong Jiu was so angry.

"Come here, bring me the king's clothes."

Ye Beixuan opened his mouth suddenly, and ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes, my lord."

Outside the door, Mingying answered.

A few minutes later, he hurried in with a luxurious brocade robe in hand, and handed it to Murong Jiu.

"Miss Murong, this is the prince's clothes..."

Mingying held the clothes in both hands, lowered her head, and said respectfully.

As soon as he raised his head, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see the big messy bed inside.

In my heart, joy blossomed immediately.

hey hey hey...

My lord, well done.

Is the raw rice cooked?
It doesn't matter if you don't have one, in short, the subordinates are optimistic about you.

Mingying winked at Ye Beixuan while facing Ye Beixuan.Putting down the tray in his hand, he stepped back quickly.

He wanted to create opportunities for their prince to spend time alone with Miss Murong.

In this way, the relationship between the prince and Miss Murong can be more harmonious and improve day by day.

Hey hey hey hey...

As Mingying stepped back quickly, only Murong Jiuqing and Ye Beixuan were left in the room.

(End of this chapter)