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Chapter 270 The Prime Minister of the Night Country (5)

There was an undisguised threat and warning in the tone, and the dangerous breath wrapped Xingyue tightly. I thought that the person in front of me would tremble with fear, but unexpectedly, he smiled even happier, as if he had received honey. sugar kid,
"This is what you said, don't go back on your word!" After saying that, Xingyue ran away happily.

Seeing Xingyue jumping away, Xiao Qimo put away his previous expression and shook his head helplessly, not knowing whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

In the following time, Xingyue became the first woman to officially live in the prime minister's mansion. Although Xiao Qimo had many women, they were all raised in other courtyards, and had never set foot in the prime minister's mansion, let alone Xingyue. Still living in Xiao Qimo's room.

But the fact is that since Xingyue slept in Xiao Qimo's room, she didn't like other rooms and was not used to sleeping in it. She often ran out of Xiao Qimo's room in the middle of the night and stayed there all night. Mo still only thinks that Xingyue is a little girl who is capricious and loses her temper. Although Xiao Qimo himself is only 26 years old, there is still a big age gap for someone who looks only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Xiao Qimo originally wanted to chill Xingyue for a few days, but when Xingyue fell ill because of standing outside the room overnight, he completely gave up and gave up the room to Xingyue.

Xiao Qimo really felt that Xingyue was here to restrain him, and he really gave Xingyue the indulgence he had never had in his life, and for some reason he became extra tolerant towards Xingyue.

It was the end of the year, and the palace was preparing to hold a banquet, many of which required Xiao Qimo to look over in person. Although the palace also had Xiao Qimo's merits, Xiao Qimo didn't like living in the palace, so he went out early these few days. Returning to the capital late, or dealing with memorials in the study.

The study room was originally arranged according to Xiao Qimo's room layout, so Xiao Qimo's original room was not far away, which made it convenient for Xingyue to run to the study room from time to time.

Most of the time it was Xiao Qimo who was immersed in processing the memorial, and Xingyue was flipping through Xiao Qimo's books in the study, and there was an inner room in the study, which was specially used for taking a nap, but Xingyue just liked the noble concubine lying outside Resting on the couch, when Xiao Qimo looked up from a pile of memorials, he found Xingyue lying soundly asleep on the imperial concubine's couch.

At the beginning, Xiao Qimo was not used to a person suddenly breaking into his study room, and he didn't know whether he allowed such behavior out of temptation or connivance.

In the end, seeing that Xingyue was only interested in the books in his study, she seemed to be relieved, as if she was rejoicing for something, and then she seemed to get used to it. When she looked up, she could see that someone was still with her. Own.

It was as if he had a home, although at first Xingyue was left only out of curiosity and to see who was behind her, but now, it seems that he cannot do without.

Xiao Qimo took out a quilt from the inner room, covered Xingyue carefully, took out the book of travel notes she was still holding, and sat on the side of the couch quietly watching her sleeping face.

What he recalled in his mind was the first time they met. In fact, he felt it the moment Xingyue appeared in her room that night. He pretended to be asleep just to see what the visitor wanted. He thought it was an assassin, but when that When the cold fingers touched his cheek, there was a different feeling.

Hearing the little girl muttering unwillingly, I, who had never been emotionally fluctuating, had a feeling of wanting to laugh. Now that I think about it, I still can't help but smile.

(End of this chapter)