He really just wanted to get under the quilt and chat, nothing else.
Of course, he also wanted to spend a little more time with his little wife.
Only when he was holding his little wife in his arms did he understand why he hadn't liked Mu Huarong's touch at all. Even though the two looked so alike it was hard to tell them apart, the feeling was still wrong.
Seeing that Mu Huaen was already fast asleep, he couldn't help pinching her nose. "What a little fool. You have no idea how many flaws your scheme had."
The next morning, when Mu Huaen woke up, she saw Ye Haoyang standing by the window, looking outside, tall and straight as a crane, upright like a pine.
Hearing the rustling behind him, he turned his head, the corners of his mouth hooking into a deep curve.
"Awake?"
"Mm." Mu Huaen's cheeks flushed slightly. "Why are you still here? Don't you have to go to court?"
"I'm not a capital official. What court would I be going to?"
