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"What?"

She cast an impatient glance at Yan Yuan, her face filled with unwillingness.

Yan Yuan pointed to an empty area in his room and said: "Go sleep over there."

"Why aren't you sleeping on the ground?"

What kind of person is this? He doesn't even have the qualities to be a man. He's practically not a man at all.

"This King does not have the habit of sleeping on the floor."

"Neither did I."

"This King doesn't mind sharing a bed with you."

Just as Yan Yuan finished speaking, Liu Ruoqing had already jumped off the bed with the blanket in his arms, and walked towards an empty area in the room.

While he was lying on the floor with the blanket over him, he muttered reluctantly, "Is he a man or not?"

"Whether This King is a man or not, This King does not mind proving it to you personally."

Yan Yuan's angry voice came from the direction of the big bed, scaring Liu Ruoqing so much that he immediately stopped muttering and laid out the bed obediently.

It was just a floor paving. He had fought before when he fought with his master, but it wasn't like he hadn't fought before.

Only, the floor wasn't as comfortable as the bed, especially after having been used to Yan Yuan's luxurious bed made of silk these few days.

Living in the same room with Yan Yuan, Liu Ruoqing immediately lost all sleepiness. Furthermore, she had to guard against Yan Yuan, she couldn't possibly let him take advantage of her in the middle of the night, right?

He had obviously slept in the courtyard for almost a month, why did he come to East Garden for?

She lay on the ground, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Yan Yuan took off his jacket, hung it on a wooden shelf, and at that moment, a white handkerchief fell out from his arms.

He was stunned for a moment. He looked at the handkerchief that had fallen by his hand. After a few seconds of silence, he picked it up.

His gaze turned to Liu Ruoqing who was lying on the ground with his back to him, and thinking of the words that she had embroidered, a look of despise appeared in his eyes, but he still unknowingly revealed a smile.

This was the first time he had seen someone who could weave a wing bird into a chicken. However, those lines of poetry were pretty good.

In Yan Yuan's heart, an additional hint of praise inadvertently appeared. In the end, he casually threw the handkerchief to the cabinet beside him.

When he laid back down on the bed, Yan Yuan also didn't feel sleepy at all.

He could hear all the movements on the ground clearly, and he knew that Liu Ruoqing was not asleep.

Ever since he had married this woman, Yan Yuan realized that she had been hanging on to his temper ever since.

He was not someone who was easily angered, nor someone who could be easily seen by others. However, as long as it was in front of this woman, he could not control his temper.

This woman could clearly express all her emotions, but the more she acted this way, the more he felt that he was unable to see through her.

She seemed to have too many secrets he couldn't figure out.

Her manner and speech were so unlike a princess that he could not find a reason to suspect her of being a fraud.

After all, Liu Chenghe didn't have the guts to lie to him.

But if she was real, why didn't she look like a princess at all?

The only poem that was worthy of her identity was probably the poem on the handkerchief.

Yet those few lines of poetry, made him feel that they were completely incompatible with the Liu Tianxin in front of him.

Last night, the stars blew last night, and the west side of the painting building was covered in the light of the two wings of a phoenix. Their minds were linked together by a single point ?

Yan Yuan recited the poem in his heart, making him suddenly feel that this woman had too many aspects that he was unable to figure out.

On the surface, she could not hide her thoughts, but in reality, her thoughts were much deeper than he had imagined.

Yan Yuan placed both of his arms behind his head and looked towards Liu Ruoqing's direction with a low voice, only to see that he had stopped moving, and only a soft snoring sound could be heard.

Yan Yuan was startled, then, he retracted his gaze, not wanting to waste any more time on this woman.

As long as Chang'er's matter was resolved, this woman's use would be over.

The next day, Liu Ruoqing woke up from the pain in his back.

"Damn you Yan Yuan, you don't have the slightest sense of gentleness. Even if you are rich and handsome, so what if you are a second generation emperor, no girl would fall for you."

She rubbed her sore waist and slowly got up from the bunk, grumbling indignantly.

"That Princess Tianxin is really unlucky to actually be married to a trash like Yan Yuan. She has to escape, otherwise, she would be in trouble."

When Liu Ruoqing crawled up from the ground, Yan Yuan was already long gone from the room.

The bedding was neatly spread out on the bed.

"Did the servant come to clean the room so early in the morning?"

Liu Ruoqing stared at the neatly packed bed and muttered to himself.

But then he thought that something was wrong, since she was living here, the bed had been cleaned up by Xiao Yue. Moreover, if there really was a servant who came and saw her sleeping on the ground, wouldn't they scream?

In other words, this bed was actually made by that bitch Yan Yuan herself?

Liu Ruoqing thought, and in the next second, he rejected this idea.

"That scumbag doesn't even have the most basic of morals. He can even make a bed himself? How could an old man, who is used to being served by servants, do such a thing himself? "

Liu Ruoqing pursed her lips, she did not think much on this issue, and suddenly realised something important, and immediately reached behind her waist.

"Fortunately, the heartlock is still here."

She patted her chest and heaved a sigh of relief, "Yan Yuan is not so lowly as to do this kind of thing."

The most important thing was to hurry up and activate the heartlock so that they could return to the modern world.

Liu Ruoqing made a decision in his heart. He didn't even put on his outer robes and directly walked out of the room.

"Ah, heartlock, you must send me back."

She grabbed the heartlock in her hands with a sincere expression.

However, the heartlock in his hand did not have the slightest reaction, nor did it have the slightest movement.

"That's not right, why is there no movement?" Could it be ? The timing is wrong? "

Liu Ruoqing observed the heartlock in his hands and started to think.

"Could it be that I need to borrow the power of the moonlight, just like in the Moonlight Treasure Box?"

At that time, she was also going with her master to steal a grave. As soon as she obtained the heartlock, she felt like she was sucked into a time and space tunnel, and was brought to xieqing.

At that time, in order to clearly see the appearance of the heartlock, she had especially borrowed Moonlight, who just so happened to hit the heartlock's surface ?

"Does he really want to borrow the moonlight?"

Liu Ruoqing raised her head to look at the sky that was illuminated by the sun's rays. The sunlight was especially dazzling, and she smugly smiled, "The sun is so strong today, can't the moonlight at night shine brightly?"

On this day, Liu Ruoqing was not in the mood to pay attention to anything else. She kept waiting for the sky to quickly turn dark so she could borrow the moonlight to go back to the modern world.

The thought that she could go back made her so excited that she forgot her hunger.