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It was probably because of the previous lovemaking sessions that Mu Zixiang was physically exhausted, and he quickly fell asleep.

Qiucao, who was shocked by the words Mu Zimin accidentally said when he was in love just now, couldn't fall asleep. Why did he suddenly ask himself this question? Could it be that...did he already know that the roster had been stolen by him? But

If he knew, why didn't he expose her on the spot?

Qiucao was so entangled that her brain cells were almost knotted, but she still couldn't figure out whether Mu Ziyan knew her true identity. Qiucao was extremely irritable and wanted to turn over, but she was afraid of waking up the people around her, so she simply got up

I lay down in front of the window and looked at the stars. After watching for a while, I felt bored. Then I lay down on the table and stared at the bronze lamp in a daze.

As he looked at it, he accidentally saw the letter that Mu Ziming had casually placed on the table without putting it away.

Qiucao was curious for a moment, picked it up and looked at it, and found that the names of many officials were densely written on it.

She was worried about how to falsify the roster, but unexpectedly a list came to her door, and the names of some officials were specially marked with ink dots, although! Could this be called another village of Liu An Hua Ming? Qiucao was moved to tears.

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After walking behind the screen, he glanced at the person on the bed and found that he showed no signs of waking up. Qiucao squatted down holding his breath and carefully took out the previously hidden list from under the bed. He returned to the outer hall and lit the oil lamp.

, while paying attention to the movement behind the screen, he copied the roster, and then the letter.

After he was done, Qiucao quietly slipped out of the room. Using the map he drew secretly during the day, he found the study room and put the original roster back. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the room.

As soon as he stepped into the room, before he could take a breath, Mu Zixiang's sleepy voice came from behind the screen, "Princess? Why are you still not sleeping so late?"

Qiucao was shocked and turned pale. Looking at the slowly moving figure behind the screen, she was so anxious as to what to do.

Suddenly, something with colorful silk threads on the table attracted her attention. So Qiucao quickly ran over and sat down, grabbing the needle and thread, pretending to be busy embroidering something.

Mu Zixiang, who came out from behind the screen, saw Qiucao holding the needle and thread, his eyes were shining, and he rushed over and sat down: "Princess, are you staying up so late just to embroider the sachet for me?

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Qiucao felt guilty for a while when she saw it. She lowered her head and stammered: "Yes, yes, I am thinking about what kind of graphics would be more appropriate to embroider on the sachet."

Mu Zimin thought she was shy and said with a smile: "As long as it is embroidered by the princess herself, no matter what the pattern is, I like it."

Akiko: "Any shape is okay?"

Mu Zimin nodded heavily: "Well, as long as it is embroidered by the princess!"

That's great! Qiucao couldn't help but cheer in her heart, and was worried about how to solve the sachet matter, but Mu Zixiang took the initiative to say that he didn't mind the graphics. Since he said so, then she...

Just stuff the plum blossom petals into the sachet and sew them up casually...hehe!

But joy is joy, Qiucao's mind has not forgotten to work. I heard that the real princess Li Yingrong was a master of embroidery, and Mu Zixiang grew up with Li Yingrong, so he must have seen the things Li Yingrong made. If you don't ask
Chapter completed!