"Jiu'er, you're back." Sima Chun's dusty face was full of concern, like a snow-white cloth like a fairy, but a pair of starry eyes were as deep as ink: "You are good for the wind and cold, and you are so tired, are you tired?" I'll help you into the house and rest for a while. ”

As he spoke, he took a step forward, wrapped his left hand around Qingyun's waist, and walked in with his right hand on her arm.

Slightly sideways to avoid Sima Chun's touch, Qingyun's expression was calm with a hint of cold disgust: "I have nothing to do." ”

Staring at Qingyun who walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down, quietly sipping the fragrant and elegant hot tea, Sima Chun's deep eyes crossed a wisp of doubt and annoyance, for a moment, he walked to the table in a few steps, sat opposite her, and glanced at Zi Ke, Lan Jue and Shen Mama, who were not far from her left and right: "This king and Jiu'er have something to say, you should step back." ”

Who knew that the three of them were unmoved, they just looked at Qingyun, and when they saw her nodding, they retreated, but they stared at Sima Chun for a moment, if he dared to be unfavorable to the princess, they would swear to protect the lord to the death.

After pouring a cup of tea and taking a sip, Sima Chun said tentatively: "Jiu'er, is my father awake?" Do you say when you will give us a marriage? ”

Raising his eyes to look at Sima Chun, who was anxious and worried behind his concern, seeing the inexplicable timidity in Sima Chun's heart, for a long time, Qingyun lowered his eyes and looked at the floating tea leaves in the tea cup, hiding the desolation and ridicule under his eyes.

"My father has woken up, as for the marriage, my father is so unsafe that the dragon body is not safe for me, I really don't want my father to be sad about my affairs again, so let's talk about it after a while."

Father fainted, you don't think about filial piety, you only have yourself in your heart, Sima Chun, you are really selfish and ruthless!

"Jiu'er ......"

"I'm tired, if the eldest brother has nothing to do, I'll go back."

"You, what do you call me?" Sima Chun's originally gentle and handsome face suddenly became anxious and hurt: "Jiu'er, you have always called me 'Chun', how can it be today?" Did I do something wrong, or did someone say something to you that made you so alienated from me? ”

Keenly hearing the vigilance in Sima Chun's tone, Qingyun's mind suddenly changed.

"No one said anything, it was because I was ignorant before, and I thought that I had the love of the eldest brother, so I fluttered and didn't know why, but I forgot that I was just an orphan without a father and mother, forgot the self-knowledge I should have, and forgot that my wishful thinking would be empty in the end!"

The muffled, choked and self-pitying voice made Sima Chun's heart very uncomfortable, and at the same time dispelled his doubts.

Reaching out to hold the white soft wattle, regardless of Qingyun's struggle, Sima Chun held it tightly, and a shallow smile and smugness flashed in his deep eyes: "Silly Jiu'er, I said, no matter what your identity is, I only love you alone!" I can't be so arrogant in the future, I will feel distressed, do I know the truth? ”

"But Miss Lin ......"

"Mei'er? What did she tell you? ”

Feeling the hand held by Sima Chun tightened, Qingyun still lowered his head, and Qingling's voice was eager and flustered: "No, it's nothing." ”

"Jiu'er—"

"It's all my fault, it really has nothing to do with Miss Lin, don't be angry, brother, okay?"

The more Qingyun denied it, the more Sima Chun was sure of what her cousin told her, otherwise she would not have such abnormal words and deeds.

Picking up the chin of the light cloud, the starlight eyes were filled with mist, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the soft appearance of the shell teeth biting the cherry lips was like a cool summer breeze blowing through Sima Chun's heart, itchy, crispy: "Okay, I'm not angry, don't be sad, huh?" ”

Seeing her nodded, Sima Chun withdrew his hand and stood up: "You have a good rest, I will come to see you again." With that, he turned and left.

Lin Yuemei, if you dare to spoil this king's big thing, this king will never spare you!

Staring at Sima Chun's cold back, Qingyun raised his hand towards a certain part of the shadow, his appearance of wanting to cry had long been suppressed by the quiet and cold, and the bloodthirsty sneer on the corner of his lips made people shudder.

"What a good trick for the princess!"