Mu Liu got up in the morning, packed up happily, and ran to the study to find Leng Feiran, but was told by the maid that it was not yet dawn, and Leng Feiran left the house.

Mu Liu was slightly lost, although there was no husband and wife, but they were still nominal husband and wife, did she want to go back to the curtain house by herself, "When will the prince say he will come back?" ”

The maid noticed that Muru was displeased, and said cautiously, "Tell the princess, the prince didn't say when he would come back." ”

Time passed bit by bit, and Mu Liu waited until noon to see Leng Feiran's face, and paced in the hall irritably, "Mu Mu, you go and call the night." ”

After a while, Mu Mu ran over, "Miss, I didn't come back from Yeli." ”

Makuru was even more restless at this time, very worried, "What the hell did they do?" ”

"Miss, I heard that the third prince came last night and didn't know what he said to the prince, and the prince went to the palace angrily early in the morning."

In the palace, Concubine Pian sat on the couch with a cold face, looked at Leng Feiran who was standing below angrily, and asked expressionlessly, "Why is Fei'er so angry?" ”

Leng Feiran was stunned by anger, rushed in early in the morning to question, the fist hidden in his sleeve clenched, and word by word popped out from between his teeth, but he still endured what he wanted to say, "I had some trouble with the princess, come here to relax." ”

"It's good to be considerate of each other, then there are husband and wife who don't quarrel......"

With that charitable and innocent face, the believers who worship the Bodhisattva on weekdays are full of hypocrisy, and every word is like a knife piercing Leng Feiran's heart, how ironic.

"After my mother died, my aunt was taking care of me, and now that my leg is useless, Muru naturally feels wronged." Leng Feiran deliberately weighed on his legs, and secretly observed the expression of the concubine.

"Hey." The concubine was obviously stunned, raised her eyes to the cold and unclear eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Auntie, take care of your body, worship the Bodhisattva more, my anger is gone, it's time to go back and coax Muru." Leng Feiran tried his best to stay calm.

"Well, when you go back, maybe Makuru won't be angry for a long time."

Leng Feiran held his legs at the door, turned his head and glanced inside coldly, and said secretly, "Auntie, the coming day is long." ”

The cold sweat on the palms of the poor concubine, the anger that Leng Feiran had just come in, and the gloomy eyes like a leopard made her heart go up and down.

Mu Liu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and when he saw Leng Feiran coming in, he complained with a face, "I'm going back to Guining today, where did you go?" ”

Leng Feiran hung his head, with a depressed face, he swept past Mu Liu's side in a wheelchair, and said lightly, "Let's go back another day." ”

"Leng Feiran, if you don't go back with me, I'll go back by myself." Makuru continued to mess around.

Leng Feiran's face was full of pain and upset, he was so uncomfortable that she was messing around, without any understanding, and pushed the wheelchair away in disappointment.

Makuru stood in front of the wheelchair, "Leng Feiran, are you deaf?" I asked you to accompany me back to my house. ”

"Don't make a fuss, I'm annoying." Leng Feiran was about to leave, but Mu Liu held down the wheelchair to prevent him from leaving, and said to the attendants next to him, "I have something to say to the prince alone, you all leave." ”

When the attendant saw that the war was about to break out, he ran away without a shadow.

"Makuru, don't make trouble, let me be quiet." Leng Feiran tried his best to endure.

"Hehe, what are you patient? It was I who was wronged. ”

"That's enough." Leng Feiran shouted loudly, interrupting Mu Liu, raising his eyes and eyes full of red bloodshots, extremely painful, and his voice was sad, "Enough, enough." ”

Mu Liu was taken aback by Leng Feiran, came back to his senses and sneered, and his cold fingertips picked up Leng Feiran's face that had been vicissitudes overnight, "Don't press it if you're uncomfortable, what's going on?" ”

Leng Feiran's heart inexplicably warmed up, his arms wrapped around his slender waist, his head was on her chest, desperately crying, venting his suppressed emotions.

Mu Liu stood quietly, patting his head lightly, to soothe his grief, in fact, she noticed his abnormality from the moment he entered the mansion, the long pavilion, the two of them embraced, in fact, inadvertently, different feelings in their hearts quietly sprouted.