So much trouble, warm bed, eh? I drifted to the point of warming the bed. Fortunately, that was all.

In bed, perhaps it is more comfortable, this is also good, can also soak in the bath, the bath is fragrant, who does not want to?

Hot water was extremely difficult in the autumn chrysanthemums, and it was very difficult for the ladies to soak in it.

It was so comfortable. It was so fragrant.

The heat was so strong that I fell asleep.

But did he forget what his mission was? He entered the Seventh Prince's room through the back door.

Pulling up the white silk quilt on his bed, the fine material was soft, smooth and soft.

I thought it was strange that I could lie like this in a man's bed.

Her eyelids felt sleepy, as if they weighed a thousand kilograms. Warm beds, this was really hard work. Such a comfortable bed, how could I not want to sleep? However, he couldn't sleep. He couldn't sleep, unless he didn't want to live anymore.

He woke up from shock for a while. The sky was completely dark, and the night was extremely cold. Was this Seventh Prince coming back or not?

If I don't come back, I really will be sleeping. Ah, no, it's not my bed, I'll warm it for him, who would warm it for me?

When I was young, I couldn't sleep at night, so she sang me songs from his hometown. Her family lived in a place so far away, and I heard that they were at the border, but then she moved to the countryside of Qinhuai, and the songs she sang were really pleasant to listen to.

In a daze, I returned to Qin Huai, I saw Dad.

Unexpectedly, there was also Shangguan Yu. He sat on the boat and waved at me.

I called out from the shore, "Shangguan Bing, are you leaving?"

He smiled. "Just wait obediently. Don't be anxious. I will definitely come to propose marriage."

A warm hand touched my face lovingly, and when I thought it was Shangguan Bing, I tightened my grip and called out softly, "This time, don't go away. You said you were coming to propose marriage."

Ni Chu Xue." The voice was low, and it brushed my brow, my eyes, my nose, my lips, my cheeks. I feel so confused and so close.

Suddenly, I opened my eyes and saw the Seventh Prince squatting in front of the bed.

I wiped my eyes and sat up, cold air seeping into my neck.

Seventh Prince's face was tense and dark again as he coldly asked, "Ni Chu Xue, your bed is really warm."

"This servant deserves to be punished." How can I sleep?

He sat on the bed and didn't even have to take off his boots to sleep.

I stood there for a moment, feeling very uncomfortable.

He raised his eyebrows. "Are you still not going out? Do you want to warm the bed again?" It scared me out of my mind.

He woke up early in the morning and went to the Seventh Prince's room to serve him with his clothes.

The sky was still white, but I had to get up earlier than the average palace maid. I yawned as I walked through the corridor towards my dorm room.

The white fog was so thick and cold. If winter came, it would definitely be even colder here.

The watchman saw me coming and yawned. He pushed the door open gently and let me in.

It was much warmer in the room. He closed the door and shut the cold outside. He wondered if winter would come earlier this year. The room was still burning with the light of the Calming Incense. It was really comfortable.

Seventh Prince's bed is in the back room again. I approached it quietly. There was an elder who was lifting the tent to serve the Seventh Prince.

As if half asleep, the Seventh Prince sat up.

Leaning against the edge of the bed, he gave me a wide-eyed look.

It was as though Little Jing was sleeping. Who would have thought that he would have this side to him? How adorable! All of her coldness was gone. It made people want to smile.

If you looked carefully, he was still pretty good-looking. The imperial concubine was a beauty, and the blood she'd given birth to was also outstanding. Even a prince wouldn't be inferior in the slightest to her, and was even more beautiful than a palace maid.

The young eunuch went to fetch water, and I brought my clothes close to him.

He glanced at me, but didn't pick up his clothes. He sat there with his eyes closed again.

You still want to sleep? Why are you up so early? I can't get up later.

"Put it on." he cried without looking.

Ah, and put on clothes too! My thin face seemed to turn red again.

The little girl whispered, "About that, Seventh Prince, you have to stand up so that I can put on my clothes?" I can't hold him.

He coldly snorted, "It's fine even if you serve me. All day long, you will always be quarreling. Your temper will soar to the heavens."

Ah, is it? All day long, I have been quarrelling, if there is a mistake, don't take it out on me without waking up.

He shook his head, sobered up, and stood up. He gave me a disapproving, childish look. I hurried the clothes to a stool to one side and let him wear them himself, or his little father-in-law.

I can just fold the quilt, I don't know. He was working his hands to lift them, his shoulders to lift them, his hands to push them back.

Coincidentally, that elbow knocked me awkwardly onto the bed and buried my face in the bed.

The pain in his head tightened. Oh my god, this was revenge for not helping him get dressed, and it was not just an ordinary pain.

The Seventh Prince instead rushed over and pulled me over, blaming me. "Why didn't you go a little further?"

I was full of grievance, "I am a servant, so of course I have to fold my blanket."

"Aren't I supposed to help you change your clothes? Could it be that I remembered wrongly? " He snorted coldly, not even feeling a trace of sleepiness.

I looked at the ground. "I didn't dress a man. I don't wear one." Men's and women's clothes were different. Not to mention it was the Seventh Prince's, both the style and the handiwork were very unique.

He looked at my head and asked softly, "Did it hurt?"

Are you concerned about me? I whispered back, "It's okay. It's not too painful."

He didn't make a sound, but instead took his clothes and put them on. As he buttoned up his shirt, he let the young eunuch wash his face.

"What's the weather today?" There was only his voice in the warm room.

"In reply to the Seventh Prince, it may rain lightly outside. The weather is extremely cold, so the Seventh Prince can wear an extra set of clothes today."

He did not say anything. He just let the young eunuch comb his hair or something.

On the other hand, I feel awkward standing here. What kind of palace maid am I? Why not a little eunuch?

"Go ask the martial arts master to come to the training room." Seventh Prince lightly said.

The young eunuch bent his body, "Yes, this servant respects your order."

His subordinates are all very polite. I think it's strange that I'm different.

Halfway there, he looked back at me. "Did you really not see that painting yesterday?"

That solemnity, fortunately, I didn't see it. I nodded. "No." With how serious it is, no matter how curious I am in the future, I won't take a look.

He did not continue asking about this matter. Instead, he said with a sigh, "The palace maids can go to rest during this time. During breakfast time, they can come to the main hall to wait upon you."

That sigh was so soft and light. If it weren't for the fact that the room was so clear and the rain making it so quiet outside, I wouldn't have heard it at all. Surprised, I looked up and saw that he had reached the door.

I hastily shouted, "Seventh Prince, are you not breaking my wings?"

He did not, it seemed, repeat anything that required me to remember my duties as a lady. Why? I don't understand.

He laughed softly, "Ni Chuxue, you are probably staring at me again?"

"I, I don't have any." Am I that fierce?

"Stay well." He left behind a sentence and strode outside to support them.

Am I too despicable for him to do anything?

I fold his quilt, warm, the light fragrance still flowing between my fingers.

It really started drizzling. When I went to the main hall to wait upon the Seventh Prince for breakfast, I found out how boring his life was. Other than doing these, he was also doing these.

After breakfast, he started to practice something else.

It was quiet, he was reading, and I waited on his side, or I moved quietly to the back of the bookshelf, where there were some books, which I had put there and which I took the opportunity to read.

The strange thing was, my fear of the Seventh Prince slowly disappeared. When I did something, I became more and more bold, thinking that he wouldn't punish me. I liked this kind of situation where I was lost in the world of books.

So quiet, so quiet that it was like hearing the sound of falling flowers, the room was filled with boundless golden beauty, drowning him and me.

Before it was time for lunch, an eunuch came to report that someone had seen the Seventh Prince.

It was whispered in his ear. I don't think he wanted me to know.

Seventh Prince looked over and I pretended to use cloth to wipe the dust off the book.

Then he went out. I thought, what's the matter? He's the master anyway, so why would he need to report his whereabouts to a palace maid like you? I am also happy and at ease, this room is full of books, many of which I have never read.

But after watching for a while, I can't stand it anymore. I have an impulse to run out, but what's the point of running out? I don't know. Just thinking about going out made his heart ache.

I couldn't suppress this feeling as my heart beat faster and faster. A palace maid came over with lunch. I whispered to her, "Where is the Seventh Prince?"

"The Seventh Prince probably went over to the Princess' place, right? Princess Yuzhen is going to get married soon. " The palace maid said without a care in the world, "I just saw Princess Yuzhen's father-in-law asking for you."

I understand, he wants to block all my news ah, he went over, that Shangguan Yu came?

My heart was beating like a drum. I saw an oil umbrella under the porch. I didn't know which of the eunuchs left it behind. As I rushed out of the curtain of rain, I said, "I'll go get the umbrella for the Seventh Prince."

The more I panicked, the more I panicked. However, I could no longer stop myself.

Like a thief, I huddled on the other side of the woods. I was waiting, waiting, waiting for Shangguan Yu. This was the way out of the palace. Not too far from the palace gates. If he thought of me, he would look at the cold palace. Would he know that I was no longer in the Cold Palace? Moreover, judging from the formation of the seventh prince and the others, the cold palace isn't going to let us in.

The news was so far apart that I knew nothing at all from him, and Shangguan Yu knew nothing at all from him. So that's how it was, and I asked, why, why? It is because I am so heartless that I am a little more lenient towards me, and less knowledgeable than a palace maid like her.