Yun Ziheng said with a smile: "You should know your mother's temperament. The more you avoid her, the angrier she will be. When you go back, the punishment will be heavier. I'm afraid you will have to be grounded for a month."
"Let me go. Your mother owes me some favors and will give me some face."
Bai Di hesitated and said: "You...are you serious about interceding with me?"
"Seriously." Yun Ziheng nodded: "It's more real than real gold. I lied to you like a puppy."
Bai Di bit her lower lip and hesitated for a while, then turned to Ming Wuyou: "Then I'll go back. Sister, you should rest early."
She didn't want to hide away for a night and then be grounded for a month.
She still trusts Yun Ziheng. Since he said it, there must be a way.
Seeing Bai Di climb onto the carriage, Ming Wuyou could only say: "Be careful on that road."
In the carriage, Yun Ziheng smiled faintly.
A lot of things happened today, and I think that person must be waiting for Ming Wuyou at home.
If Bai Di stays, Ming Wuyou must not be delayed for any length of time, and he might even be pestering Ming Wuyou to sleep with him.
Wouldn't that person be unable to even talk to Ming Wuyou by then?
He reluctantly sent Bai Di back because of that person.
See how attentive he is?
Um……
Why is my head feeling dizzy?
Yun Ziheng leaned back against the soft cushion, resting his mind with the handle of the fan against his forehead.
…
Bai Di ignored him and looked down at himself.
The clothes that were messed up by Princess Liyang's naughty slaves have now been sorted, but the hem of the skirt is a little wrinkled and a little dirty.
She deliberately didn't find any clothes to change into, waiting for Ming Wuyou to feel sorry for her and take her in.
Now... if her mother sees her like this, and Prince Zhan intercedes, she should be able to feel sorry for her a little, and then not punish her so severely, right?
The carriage swayed and finally arrived at Bai Mansion.
Bai Di jumped out of the car first and stood in front of the door waiting with mixed emotions.
However, after waiting for a long time, Yun Ziheng didn't come down.
Bai Di couldn't help but stepped forward and called him: "Your Majesty!"
"Huh?" Yun Ziheng responded softly, raised his eyelids, and looked at Bai Di for a while before reacting, "Wait a moment."
He jumped out of the carriage holding on to the shaft.
I was already a little drunk from the sway of the carriage. As soon as I got out of the car, I was hit by the cold wind and my head became even more dizzy. I stumbled forward two steps.
Bai Di stood a step away in front of Yun Ziheng. He subconsciously helped Yun Ziheng, but he fell back because he couldn't hold on to Yun Ziheng's weight.
A few steps behind Bai Di is the stone lion in front of the door.
Seeing that he was about to hit him, Yun Ziheng came to his senses and put one hand on the lion's base to steady his body.
The other hand picked up the white flute and said, "Did you hit it?"
Because of drinking, Yun Ziheng's voice was very lazy and deep.
Bai Di couldn't help but look up at him.
Yun Ziheng was wearing an elegant blue gown today, with a deep white waistband underneath, and a light blue silk belt covering his eyes.
The silk ribbons fluttered and fell with the night wind.
Holding a folding fan in his hand, he was supposed to look like an elegant and elegant young man, but because he was slightly drunk, he actually looked a bit lazy.
In the night wind, the smell of alcohol mixed with some unknown fragrance rushed into Bai Di's breath.
Her heart was beating rapidly.
She stood up quickly and kept shaking her head: "No."
…
After Ming Wuyou watched the carriage leave, he turned around and entered the mansion. He was about to ask Leng Yun whether Murong Yu was busy today and whether he would show up at his Wuyou Pavilion, but he suddenly stopped moving forward.
The night was as cold as water. Under the corridor not far away, stood a tall figure in black clothes. Who could it be if it wasn't Murong Yu?
Ming Wuyou felt happy and moved a little faster.
When they were in front of Murong Yu, Ming Wuyou took his hand and said, "Did you go to the Prince's Palace today?"
"Yeah." Murong Yu nodded, grabbed Ming Wuyou's hand with his backhand, and put the back of his hand against Ming Wuyou's face to make sure she wasn't cold, then suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged Ming Wuyou steadily.
.
Ming Wuyou chuckled, nestled in his arms obediently, and pushed the slightly messy hair on his shoulders back.
Leng Yun and Leng Xiao were very aware of current affairs and did not follow them.
Leng Yun also took Cai Yue away with him, who was trying to follow him with an excited face.
Murong Yu walked along and brought Ming Wuyou to Wuyou Pavilion.
He sat firmly on the round stool and placed Ming Wuyou in his arms: "How do you feel when the King of War returns home today? Are you tired?"
Ming Wuyou asked instead, "Since you went to Prince Zhan's Mansion, why did you leave suddenly?"
"Do you know..." Ming Wuyou pretended to be aggrieved, "I was bullied!"
"Um?"
Murong Yu looked at her with long eyes, and then said after a while: "Are you someone who will be bullied? How did I hear that you scolded Princess Liyang so much that you said all the things that others dare not say?"
Ming Wuyou curled his lips and rolled his eyes at him, "Didn't I see you coming?"
"I was thinking that if I acted arrogantly, you would help me deal with the aftermath. Who knew you would suddenly leave again... Fortunately, the King of War is back, otherwise I would be miserable today."
Murong Yu chuckled, "When did you learn how to use the power of a fox to pretend to be a tiger?"
However, Murong Yu suddenly thought that Ming Wuyou used to hate him and hated him, so naturally he didn't bother to take advantage of his influence.
At that time, she had nothing.
My grandfather died of illness, his property fell into ruin, and the person in the escort agency died tragically.
She was alone and would fight with her life whenever she encountered anything.
And he actually never really protected her well in his previous life, and he didn't even know what it meant to be nice to her.
Thinking of this, Murong Yu suppressed his smile.
He hugged Ming Wuyou tighter, "I saw the King of War returning to the house, so I went to deal with other things and didn't show up to support you. Will you be angry with me?"
"No." Ming Wuyou shook his head in front of him. Sensing that his mood was a little low, he put his hands around his waist and asked what other things he was busy with.
Murong Yu casually mentioned the Ministry of War and passed it on vaguely.
The two hugged each other for a moment, and Murong Yu asked again: "How does the King of War treat you? Do you like him to be your father?"
"It's okay." Ming Wuyou said hesitantly, "It's not too difficult to accept."
She talked about some things that happened after the War King returned home and what happened at the night banquet.
Murong Yu listened carefully and never interrupted. He only responded with one or two words when Ming Wuyou looked at him.
Ming Wuyou suddenly said: "Today I saw that Princess Liyang seemed to hate Princess Anping very much. Did they have any grudges in the past?"
In his previous life, Ming Wuyou was imprisoned in the Regent's Mansion, with little information and little knowledge of the outside world.
Most of them were just some things Bai Di learned when he went to chat with her.
Murong Yu pondered for a moment and said, "It's about an old matter."
"What old things?" Ming Wuyou asked curiously: "Tell me about it!"
Murong Yu put his hand on Ming Wuyou's cheek: "It's so late, aren't you sleepy?"
"Not bad..." Ming Wuyou looked at Murong Yu: "Are you tired?"