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"I didn't expect that our emperor would be so pure. Out of the ten women, only three have guessed correctly. In the end, I won against His Majesty with a score of seven to three."

Mu Qiu Shui's voice was filled with joy, as he was completely immersed in the joy of defeating the emperor.

"However, your highness is really bored, to actually gamble in such a boring manner." l

Xi Jiu Er was startled upon hearing this. Such a boring game, only Mu Qiu Shui could think of such a bet. Presumably, Feng Qing Cheng was not bothered by the other party at the time, and had reluctantly agreed to it.

Mu Qiu Shui was startled for a moment, then in the next moment, he immediately laughed until his hair was standing on end.

Xi Jiu Er was too lazy to continue asking, she turned and walked over.

Mu Qiu Shui looked at his only spectator, who silently turned around to leave. His vanity was in the air when it suddenly dropped to the ground, breaking into eight pieces that couldn't even be replenished.

"I say, Imperial Concubine, it wasn't easy for me to ask the Emperor for a pardon. You sure are ruthless," Mu Qiu Shui caught up quickly, but she still pretended to accuse the Emperor while pretending to be wronged.

Xi Jiu Er started laughing as she heard this, she did not slow down her pace at all, and walked straight to the entrance of the great hall to the hundred year old pine tree, waving her hand to call the servant girl who was quietly waiting there. "Wan Yun, quickly go and make a pot of hot tea, to moisten the throats of our Prince Xian", the people inside raised their voices and replied.

Not long later, Wan Yun carried a pot of tea brewed by Tie Guanyin and a few plates of candied pastries to the two of them.

Initially, I wanted to send us to deliver some to the Duke. However, the Servant s couldn't take even half a step out of the palace, but fortunately, the Prince himself came today, so the Servant s didn't have to send any more. ""?

It was only because he had such a big appetite that he remembered to make the pastries himself. The palace s pastry chef only knew how to make a few pastries, and as he ate and ate until he was tired of it, he decided to cook them himself.

As for the portion he gave Mu Qiu Shui, it was completely out of his love for food and his instinct to cherish food, he did not want to throw away the pastries that he had painstakingly made, and he could not leave them there all the time.

On second thought, the king didn't have anything to ask of him. He didn't care about the pastries that he made. It would be futile to send them. Maybe he would have thrown his feet out the moment he stepped into the room.

In the end, Xi Jiu Er pushed all the names in her head to the side. Other than sending a few names to the Empress, she planned to send the rest of the names out of the palace to Mu Qiu Shui.

However, the man who was as scheming as the sea had actually managed to stop the servant girl he had sent out to deliver the pastries.

Xi Jiu Er didn't care about how that person treated her. She had never once thought of staying in this quiet and deep palace for her entire life.

She would not be one of the three thousand beauties of Feng Qing Cheng. To wait all day for the emperor's favorite was not something a woman like Xi Jiu Er could endure.

Now that he had his own child in his stomach, he had no choice but to devote himself to it. If Feng Qing Cheng thought that by relying on this alone, he could trap her, then Xi Jiu Er would only give him four words, which was just wishful thinking.

Mu Qiu Shui, who was at the side, had a face that was flattered, as he picked up a piece of the soft cinnamon cake and stopped in midair. Only after a long while did he retract his gaze from the cinnamon cake.

"Sweet but not greasy, and it even had the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. As expected of a high-grade cinnamon cake, it's really great," Saying this, he stuffed the remaining cinnamon cake into his mouth, and closed his mouth, trying his best to digest the delicious taste.

"Cough cough cough", just as he was about to start eating, he realised that the cinnamon cake was actually a little dry, and could not be killed for a long time. The more it chewed, the more it lost its saliva, and in the end, all of it stuck to Mu Qiu Shui's throat.

"Slow down, slow down. If you were to send the cinnamon cake's food down with tea, it would be weird if you didn't choke on it," Xi Jiu Er coquettishly scolded her as she quickly poured him a full cup of tea and passed it over.

This time, Mu Qiu Shui did not take it, but held onto his throat as if he was struggling, and the young servant standing beside him accepted it in his stead, and then tested the temperature cordially before carefully feeding it to his mouth.

"Master, please be careful. This water is a bit hot."

The youth carefully warned him repeatedly. Mu Qiu Shui had been choked so much, how could he listen to him? He opened his mouth and gulped down a full cup of water.

After that, he indicated for the young man to pour another cup of tea, and repeated this action several times. Only when the tea that was halfway through the hot tea entered Mu Qiu Shui's stomach did he see the beautiful face of the teenager recover.

"This King is choking to death. Burp..." A burp that reverberated through the air made Mu Qiu Shui's face darken. This kind of disgraceful thing made Mu Qiu Shui, who thought he was an elegant and elegant man, to immediately swear that from today onwards, he would not eat cinnamon cake anymore.

Xi Jiu Er half covered the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, trying to hide her smile, but didn't expect the emotions in his eyes to betray her disguise.

Mu Qiu Shui instantly became sad again. If he had known earlier, he would not have eaten this broken cinnamon cake, but the taste of the pastry was very good. If he had not done that, it would have been better.

Xi Jiu Er did her best to hide the smile in her eyes. She lowered her head and poured herself a cup of tea that was already half cold, and concealed the corner of her mouth within the teacup as she pretended to stare at her pearl embroidered shoes.

Mu Qiu Shui mustered his courage, "If you want to laugh, laugh. Since you're holding yourself back and suffering internal injuries, this king cannot afford it."

Xi Jiu Er felt a burning gaze, and immediately met it with Mu Qiu Shui's determined gaze, "I'm not laughing, who's laughing?"

Seeing his reluctant expression, Xi Jiu Er couldn't help but laugh and say "Puchi", before breaking the record, "Your Royal Highness, don't mind me, my character is …"

Before she could finish her sentence, the other party let out a breath of relief and took it from her. "Do you have a temper that I don't know about?"

Xi Jiu Er nodded, she firmly believed that the other party knew that she was the type of person who smiled, but she did not have any ill intentions, and she also believed that the other party would definitely understand, because the relationship between the two of them was indeed very good.

The two of them had not seen each other for a long time, so naturally, they had a lot to talk about.

Xi Jiu Er sent Mu Qiu Shui out of the palace door and obediently returned to the great hall on her own. Ever since she was imprisoned here, there was not a day where she did not want to escape.

She kept on sneaking up the eaves of houses for a few days in a row, trying to probe out how many experts Feng Qing Cheng had planted in the shadows.

Unexpectedly, he discovered that even the hundred year old tree that he loved to stay on the most, had several people hidden within them. If not for the fact that someone had moved his limbs in the dark, even in broad daylight with Xi Jiu Er's gaze, he wouldn't have noticed.