"What are you talking about?" Rong Jue glanced lightly in the direction Hua Yiran left, and lowered his eyes to look at Mu Qingge's little face. Since she came back, because she was unfamiliar with him, she talked a lot less.

Many times, it is he who finds the topic to talk about first.

He wasn't good at chatting, but when he faced her, he could always find a topic.

Mu Qingge coughed lightly, avoiding his burning gaze, "I'm talking about what happened when you were young." After speaking, he was worried that he would ask carefully, and the next topic would become embarrassing, so he didn't wait for him to speak, and asked again: "By the way, when will Yan'er and Zhan'er come back?"

This was the first time she had mentioned two children to him, Rong Jue's heart softened, and she said softly: "When the war is over, Zhan'er will come back." ”

"Where's the little kid?" Mu Qingge asked urgently.

"Little brat?" Rong Jue stared at her and repeated these three words softly.

Mu Qingge was stunned, she didn't expect that she would subconsciously say these three words, and felt that her use of this title didn't seem to be very good, "That, sorry, it's Yan'er." ”

"Don't worry, that's what you used to call him. Rong Jue saw her uneasiness, reached over and rubbed her head, and after rubbing it, she remembered that she avoided his touch like a snake and scorpion.

retracted his hand and wanted to apologize, but Mu Qingge didn't seem to notice, didn't dodge or dodge, and looked up in surprise and asked, "I used to call it that?" After speaking, he secretly thought: The original owner is really the same as her, and when she meets a child she likes, she always screams as a little child.

"Hmm. ”

Rong Jue bowed her head and told her about her relationship with Ji Ziyan in the past.

He said that Mu Qingge listened to it, and after listening to it, he felt very familiar and kind, as if he had really experienced it himself, and he laughed while listening, and his head did not hurt.

In fact, Rong Jue's words are not beautiful, and he is not good at describing, but for some reason, Mu Qingge just listened very seriously and attentively.

Hearing the forgetfulness, she smiled and reached out to pull his sleeve, and raised her head: "Then let's talk about the little boy and Zhan'er over the years!"

The two children, one older and one younger, are so beautiful, there must be a lot of interesting things.

Rong Jue didn't answer, and looked down at her hand pulling his sleeve with a slight movement of his lips.

Mu Qingge was stunned for a moment, and suddenly retracted his hand.

Rong Jue frowned, and suddenly regretted that he had lowered his head, "Song ......"

"It's not early!" Mu Qingge interrupted him with a sharp remark, his eyes dodging, "I, I'm going to sleep, you go to bed early!" After speaking, he turned around and ran away.

Rong Jue looked behind her with a deep complexion.

Mu Qingge covered his face and ran back, his heart beating like a drum.

How could she suddenly pull someone's sleeve? And the action of speaking and stretching out her hand is familiar, and the words are still coquettish and soft, is she she having convulsions?

Mu Qingge regretted her action, so she tossed and turned one night and didn't sleep very well, and when the sound of the third watch had sounded, she fell asleep deeply.

The next day, she slept until sunrise and woke up.

While she was grooming, the two maids asked her, "Princess, did you sleep badly last night?"

Mu Qingge twisted the hand of the wet towel for a moment, and responded well, one of the two maids was called Qingluo and the other was called Yuzhu, Qingluo covered her mouth and smiled: "A few days ago, the prince was used to having three meals with you, and today you haven't woken up, and the prince has been waiting for you for breakfast for a long time!"

Yuzhu nodded and agreed: "Yes, the slaves originally wanted to ask the prince if he wanted to wake you up, but the prince said no, let you have a good rest." The prince is really very good to you, the princess. ”

"Really?"

Mu Qingge wiped his face, his expression a little complicated.

To be honest, whether it is the two maids or Hua Yiran, everyone says that Rong Jue is good to her, and of course, she herself can really feel Rong Jue's goodness.

...... It's just, is this really for her?

As long as he thought of this, Mu Qingge felt weak and short of breath.

All of this should belong to the original owner!

Thinking so, Mu Qingge glanced around the room, since she fainted that day, Rong Jue had people erase many traces left by the original owner, in order to let her not think too much, for fear of irritating her.

"Princess, can the slaves and maids bring you breakfast?" the two maids asked without knowing what Mu Qingge was thinking.

Mu Qingge came back to his senses and asked, "How long is it until lunch?"

"It's been more than an hour. ”

"Then just bring me a bowl of porridge and fill my stomach. ”

"Yes. ”

As soon as the two maids went down, Hua Yiran walked in with her son, and said in a voice as she came in: "Ge'er, you woke up really late." ”

"What, I'm waking up late to get in your way?"

Mu Qingge was very angry, remembering a paper crane he folded when he was bored last night, and beckoned to the child: "Xun'er come over and give you something to play with." ”

"Good!"

Jing'er ran over crisply, Mu Qingge took him with one hand, and took a thousand paper cranes from the desk with the other, "Oh, here you go." ”

"Look good, thank you Zhan'er Mother!" "Children like such gadgets, and they like it very much, "Zhan'er's mother is so amazing, this is like a bird, and her wings are so wide!"

"Xun'er likes wide wings?"

"Well, I like it, the wings are wide and fly high, fly far!" After that, he raised his little face to look at Hua Yiran, pouted and said: "However, my mother is not as dexterous as Zhan'er's mother, my mother doesn't understand these things, and my father knows more than my mother." ”

Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows and couldn't help laughing: "Ranran, you are disgusted by your son." ”

"You talk a lot!"

Hua Yiran snorted, patted her son's head, and thought of something, she put her hands on her chest and said: "Son, only one person understands this kind of thing, and Zhan'er's father definitely doesn't understand." ”

Jing'er raised her eyes and looked at Mu Qingge: "Zhan'er's mother, is this true?"

...... "How does she know!"

Hua Yiran pouted, "Ge'er, even if you can't remember, but I grew up with the Living Hades King, I know him too well, he doesn't understand this." ”

Mu Qingge thought of Rong Jue, his mood was still a little complicated, and he guessed: "Do you not understand or disdain to understand?" Rong Jue didn't look like someone who could do this.

Hua Yiran glared, "If you don't disdain, you don't understand!"

"Well, you don't understand, right?"

Mu Qingge saw her blow up, and winked at her instantly, Hua Yiran was instantly happy, "Yes, Ge'er, you are so right, I also disdain to understand." ”

Mu Qingge thought it was funny, at this time, Qingluo Yuzhu also brought her food, and she chatted with Hua Yiran while eating.

After eating, she thought about it for a while, and said, "Ranran, why don't you tell me about the past?"

Seeing the items left by the original owner, she still had a deep question in her heart, and she wanted to find out as soon as possible.

"Okay. ”

Hua Yiran took his son's hand and said, "But the room is too stuffy, let's go out and talk while walking." ”

"Good. ”