Xiao Xun stood by the bedside, his face flushed, and asked, "Shall we go then?"
Mu Jiahe casually tucked her phone under the pillow, nodded, and extended her hand to Xiao Xun.
Xiao Xun, unsure of what she wanted, glanced behind him and then at himself. "What do you need?"
Mu Jiahe clicked her tongue. "After all this time with me, you still have no rapport? Take my hand! You dummy..."
Xiao Xun quickly took Mu Jiahe's hand. Mu Jiahe gave a strong tug, pulling Xiao Xun into her embrace. In an instant, they arrived on the large bed in the master bedroom of the other world. Xiao Xun curled up under the covers. "Even though it's been four times now, it still feels so magical each time!"
It was about four in the morning in the other world, four hours before the morning court.
Mu Jiahe looked at Xiao Xun, who had a dazed expression. "Alright, today I'll make an exception and allow you to sleep in the bed, but no excessive actions, and... put on that robe of yours."
Xiao Xun exclaimed excitedly, "Your Majesty, it's summer now, the hottest time of the year. You want me to wear that fur robe, thicker than a down jacket? I'll suffocate! Please, be merciful. If not, I'll just lie on that stool!"
Mu Jiahe frowned. "Fine! Fine! You've seen everything anyway, so let's sleep! Remember, you can only sleep on the window side, closer to the edge of the bed."
Her tone held a hint of resignation.
Xiao Xun nodded, turned, and presented his back to Mu Jiahe.
"Impudent! You're not allowed to turn your back on me."
Xiao Xun thought to himself, *So many quirks*, but he turned around and faced Mu Jiahe.
The bright moonlight bathed them both. Xiao Xun felt an inexplicable joy for some reason. Perhaps it was because he had just sold his Detroit coins, or maybe it was because he had taught that arrogant Gu Shao a lesson today.
In the moonlight, Mu Jiahe's face looked extremely pale, devoid of any color. "Your Majesty, why don't you have curtains in the bedroom?"
"We are upright people, and there's nothing outside to see us. Why should we hide?"
Xiao Xun remembered something. "I've never had a chance to ask, why is your surname Mu in that world?"
"That's the bedtime story I'll tell you tonight, but not now. So please, close your eyes and sleep." With that, she closed her own eyes.
Although Xiao Xun had countless questions, he knew he could look forward to the Q&A session tonight.
As the bed here was exceptionally conducive to sleep, Xiao Xun, having just closed his eyes, fell into a deep slumber.
In a semi-conscious state, he felt that warm hand placed on his neck again, and his leg resting on him. He dared not open his eyes, nor even breathe.
He feared disturbing her, feared waking from his dream, feared losing this fleeting moment of tenderness.
But after a while, the owner of the hand and leg 'moved' closer, directly pushing Xiao Xun off the bed. He tumbled down the steps, thankfully landing on a thick blanket, avoiding injury.
Xiao Xun sat on the floor and sighed, "A dignified Empress, with no sleeping manners."
Since he had been granted permission to sleep in the bed, he didn't want to sit on the floor the whole time. He returned to the bed, but now Mu Jiahe slept by the window, and he was on the inner side.
As he was about to fall asleep, he heard a 'whimper' from the 'neighboring' side, which, coupled with the moonlight, made his scalp tingle.
Wondering if Mu Jiahe was having a nightmare, he shifted closer, daringly put his arm around her, gently patted her back, and softly hummed a nursery rhyme he learned in kindergarten.
"Little rabbit, be good..."
Mu Jiahe buried her head deep in Xiao Xun's embrace, her nightly cries ceasing.
Xiao Xun, who had been comforting Mu Jiahe to sleep, also quickly fell back into his dreams. In his dream, he seemed to be lying on clouds, and Mu Jiahe, with wings spread, flew to him like an angel.
She gently caressed Xiao Xun's face, and they were like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.
Suddenly, a venomous snake lunged out and bit Xiao Xun's nerve, causing him to cry out in pain.
The snake's head in front of him slowly transformed into Mu Jiahe's head, its long tongue flicking out. Xiao Xun looked at the discarded blanket and their wet bodies, and instantly understood what had happened.
Blushing with shame, he quickly got up. "I, I'm sorry..."
"Don't rush to apologize. First, explain to me why you, who should have been sleeping on the outside, ended up on the inside, and holding me?
Then, explain to me why you still wet the bed at your age. And why is the color of your urine so strange? Do you need me to find someone to check it out? The doctors here are no worse than those in that world."
Facing Mu Jiahe's questions, Xiao Xun kept his head bowed, not daring to meet her gaze.
"The first point is easier to explain; it's because you moved over yourself. You pushed me to the floor, and I had no choice but to sleep on that side. As for holding you, it's because you were crying for some reason, and I wanted to soothe you to sleep, so..."
Xiao Xun didn't finish. Mu Jiahe understood. "Okay, I believe that explanation. As for bedwetting, it's because? Did you drink too much water before bed?"
Xiao Xun desperately wanted to say it wasn't urine, but how could he blaspheme Mu Jiahe? If she found out, what if she made him stay and become a eunuch?
"Perhaps it was due to lack of rest and nervousness," he stammered.
Mu Jiahe nodded. "That's true. So many things have happened these past few days, anyone would be nervous. It's normal for the body to have some issues. I'll get you some calming medicine later. I need some too; I've been under a lot of pressure lately."
He was surprised that this excuse actually worked, realizing that Mu Jiahe had no experience with such matters. After a moment of astonishment, he said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"We'll talk about thanks later. Can you first get me a clean towel? You've made both my legs wet and sticky, and it feels quite uncomfortable. Come and help me wipe them clean."
Xiao Xun, blushing, took a warm, wet towel and carefully wiped Mu Jiahe's legs. By the time he finished, Mu Jiahe had already fallen asleep.
Xiao Xun casually wiped himself with the used towel, then looked at the 'map' on the blanket, feeling increasingly ashamed. He lowered his head and chided his 'little brother' for a long time. "How can you be so unsupportive? If there's a next time, I'll..."
The words stopped on his lips. What if they proved true?
He managed to sleep for a short while longer before Mu Jiahe woke up and asked Xiao Xun to help her choose a dress and then accompany her to the morning court.
"You are now a Marquis of the country and are eligible and obliged to attend the morning court."
Xiao Xun pointed at the blanket on the floor and the stained bedsheet. "What about those..."
"Don't worry about it. I'll have the maids come change them for new ones shortly. Let's go!"
Xiao Xun put on the robe and followed Mu Jiahe downstairs.