Guyu and the Winter Solstice lifted the curtain at the same time. Guyu laughed softly and said, "Master, are you awake?"

Youmeng asked them carefully: "Who has anyone been here last night?"

Gu Yu and Dong Solitaire looked at each other, with a confused expression: "No, I went to Mo Ju for a while, and when I came back, I was with the princess in the tent."

Dong Zhe also said: "I went to deliver medicine to Prince Mu. When I came back, I was still sleeping alone and I never saw anyone coming."

Youmeng secretly held the collar buckle on her palm, no longer asked any questions, and had an answer in her mind.

It must be him, he followed him...

When she thought of yesterday's hunting ground, she had to doubt the purpose of his coming here.

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After going to the imperial tent to ask his father and mother for peace, Youmeng went to the horse house to visit her mount Yang Chunxue. The veterinarian said that the white horse had recovered and could be controlled normally in two days. She felt very relieved after hearing this.

When she walked out of the horse house, she accidentally saw that her palm was a little dirty. She thought that she had accidentally touched something in the horse house. She saw that this place was close to the lake, so she walked straight to the small wooden platform that extended into the lake.

She squatted on the edge of the wooden platform and reached out to get water to clean her hands. A small white shadow appeared in the afterglow. She turned her head and squatted on the corner of the wooden platform. There was a snow-white cat with blue and green two-color pupils, looking elegant and charming.

Youmeng was stunned and memories came with the flow—

There is a red fire rose garden in Jiyue Village. On the night when she collected flower dew, the cold and charming man was intimate with her and was disturbed by the black cat and leopard. The man had a gloomy face and carried the black cat to a shack in the bush and threw it in. At that time, there was a white cat with mandarin duck eyes in the shack. Later, the cat was so mad. She thought that the two black and white cats were fighting, and rushed up to see it for a while, but the man joked: "Don't disturb them from having a long separation and reunion, cultivate feelings, do you know what a small separation is better than a newlywed?"

"You said they were..."

"Don't look at it or not?"

"How did I know that cats are like this in estrus... I haven't seen it before."

"You have never seen a cat in heat, and you should have seen a cat in heat, right?"

"You're so bored, I won't tell you anymore."

Thinking of this, a name suddenly popped up in Youmeng's mind, staring at the white cat, and muttering to himself: "Little rabbit?"

The white cat seemed to understand her call, walked to her very spiritually, and gently sniffed the breath on her body, as if identifying it to make sure she was the person it was looking for.

Youmeng's hand was still stained with water, and suddenly wanted to tease it. When it looked up at it, she grabbed the middle finger and bounced it on its face. Scattered water droplets splashed onto the white cat's face. The white cat squinted her eyes, but she was so calm that she didn't see her anger. She just looked arrogant and didn't want to get close to her.

Youmeng thought the cat's personality was also quite interesting, so she wanted to reach out and touch it, but the white cat ran away sensitively when her hand was about to touch it. Youmeng hurriedly got up and followed behind and chased after it, chasing into the woods not far away.

A faint morning mist floated in the forest, like a light cage of white gauze, and the dream seemed like being in a dream.

"Little rabbit?" She looked around and looked for the traces of the white cat, "Little rabbit..."

The white cat rushed up a tree under the cover of mist and climbed along the branches to the feet of a man in black. The man reached out and stroked his head gently, as if he was giving it a reward after completing the task.

He looked down at the sweet woman from a high place, with a calm and calm face. Seeing her looking around, she couldn't find the cat, so she looked anxious. The corners of his mouth curled up, raised his hand to gather a palm wind, aiming at the silk on her arm with internal force. The light silk yarn was attracted to fly towards him. He reached out and grabbed one end, pulled it gently, and the silk was pulled up.

Youmeng felt an inexplicable force pulling her shawl. Looking up in the direction where the shawl extended, a black shadow suddenly flew down and fell to her side in a blink of an eye. Without waiting for her to react, she gently tapped her toes, hugged her waist with her hands, picked her up and flew into the air, took her through a bush, and finally landed on a thick branch.

Youmeng was pressed by him and lay down on the long branch behind her. Although this branch was thicker than ordinary ones, it was relatively high. She was afraid that it could not bear the weight of the two, so she suddenly broke and threw her down. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"It turns out that you are pretending to be a ghost again." Looking at the handsome eyes of the man above, she felt resentful, "What do you want to do with the cat to lure me over?"

Since she saw the collar buckle in the morning, she guessed that he was coming, and the appearance of the white cat verified her guess. Since the white cat appeared near the camp, he must be there. It can even be said that even though she knew that the white cat was bait, she was willing to be tempted by it. How could he not know about this?

The man leaned on her, looking at her in a panic, angry but afraid to move: "If you think of me so much, I won't come to see you again, you will be afraid of falling in love."

She glanced indifferently: "Who said I miss you? I'm so passionate."

He held the tree trunk with one hand, reached out to pinch her chin with the other, twisting her back to face him: "Since I met you, have you told me the truth?"

She was as cold as snow mountain lotus: "I don't miss you, I don't want you at all, this is the truth."

"Oh? Don't admit it yet?" He lowered his face and leaned closer to her ear and said, "I don't know who it is. Last night, when I was barbecue, I chatted with someone else. When someone asked her to tell me about crazy and exciting past events, she remembered the night of spring with me in the water pavilion...?"

"You..." Youmeng's face turned red in an instant, "How could you eavesdrop on us? You hid in the camp last night and watched me?"

He smiled with a defensive smile. Last night, he disguised himself as a guard, with a masked dough, mixed with the barbecue waiter, and even cut venison for Prince Mu himself.

He could hear clearly the royal members sitting by the bonfire chatting. Others could not understand what Youmeng said, but as the person involved, he could not understand it very well. She even regarded "that night" as the craziest exciting experience in person. After hearing it, he felt a sense of satisfaction worth showing off.

Youmeng looked at him shyly and horrifiedly. He gently stroked her face and smiled, "I slept well last night?"

Youmeng shuddered and realized: "You really sneaked into my tent after I fell asleep. You are so bold..."

"Being the little princess's lover requires courage that ordinary people do not have." He pressed down and kissed her side face.

Youmeng warned him with a cold face: "There are many royal nobles on this tour, and my father is here, so don't be too presumptuous."

"Who is the rude?" He frowned and pretended to think, "It was not ruled that someone fell asleep last night. He hugged me and kissed me, insisting on lingering with me..."

Youmeng was ashamed and angry as he said: "I don't!"

He smiled wickedly and looked at her innocently: "Why did I say it was you?"

She bit her lip angrily and forced herself to keep her confidence: "Since I'm asleep, how could I do such a ridiculous thing?"

"Maybe you think about something every day and dream about something every night."

As he said, his lips approached and were blocked by her fingertips as they fell on her lips.

The person who made him love didn't accept his teasing, but said coldly under him: "Don't make trouble, I have something to ask you."

He held her hand calmly and moved it away, staring at her with a smile: "You want to ask me about the white jade test?"

She looked up to him, her eyes grimly and deeply: "Did you do it?"

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Chapter completed!