The next day happened to be Xiu Mu, Murong Sichen knew that Chai Qingyue was tired the day before, and after waking up, he simply waited on the bed for Chai Qingyue to wake up.

At three o'clock in the sun, Murong Sichen was sweating in the quilt, and Chai Qingyue woke up slowly.

"Awake?" Murong Sichen propped his chin, brushed away the broken hair on his face for Chai Qingyue, and asked softly with a shouting and laughing voice.

"Hmm." Chai Qingyue responded, and habitually raised her head to brush her hair, but found that Murong Sichen had already done it for herself first.

In order to hide her embarrassment, Chai Qingyue had no choice but to withdraw her hand, and then put her hand in the quilt to support herself.

Huh? Wait a minute? Why are you naked? No, it's still wrapped in a cotton cloth.

Chai Qingyue felt a little desperate, so she had to ask Murong Sichen for help: "Why am I not wearing clothes?" ”

After asking, Chai Qingyue regretted it, all kinds of memories from yesterday came to mind, and Chai Qingyue, who completely remembered what happened, had a red and white face.

"Me, ...... we?" Chai Qingyue stumbled and asked Murong Sichen, slowly unable to believe it.

Murong Sichen saw what Chai Qingyue was thinking, nodded, and replied affirmatively: "Well, that's what you think." ”

After getting the definite answer, Chai Qingyue's whole person was not good, and she quickly buried her head back in the quilt, and for a moment the emotion of shame occupied her entire heart.

Murong Sichen smiled and watched Chai Qingyue's movements, but he didn't see Chai Qingyue come out of the quilt for a long time, so he had to possess and lift people: "It's stuffy in the quilt, come out quickly and breathe." Yesterday I bathed you, and I wouldn't dress anyone else, let alone a woman, and I didn't want to call someone in to serve you, so I wrapped you in a cotton cloth. ”

"Oh, got it." Chai Qingyue replied in a voice, and after a while, she asked, "What time is it now?" ”

Not to mention, the quilt is really stuffy, and she is a little dizzy, Chai Qingyue doesn't know how long she sleeps.

"It's almost time." Murong Sichen good-naturedly sorted out Chai Qingyue's messy ink hair.

Murong Sichen's slender fingers spared circles of Chai Qingyue's long hair, and his fingertips were still rubbing a few strands of thin hair.

"Why do you like to play with my hair so much?" Chai Qingyue felt that the current Murong Sichen was a little naïve, how could he be the same as a child who didn't grow up.

Murong Sichen was not embarrassed, but he also obediently put down his hair, cheeky, and replied with a straight face: "Because it's fun." ”

Chai Qingyue rolled her eyes, this little action was fully seen by Murong Sichen, Murong Sichen was not unhappy, the corners of his mouth were still smiling and said to Chai Qingyue: "It's almost time, can't you afford it?" ”

"Chenshi?" Chai Qingyue exclaimed, she slept really deep this night, "It's so late, then get up quickly." ”

Murong Sichen rubbed Chai Qingyue's hair, took the initiative to turn over and get out of bed to get dressed first, and then called Mama Liu and Lan Jin, who were waiting outside the house, to come in and serve.

"The old slave is newly sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to serve the mother." Mama Liu solved Chai Qingyue's doubts before Chai Qingyue opened her mouth to ask herself, "The old slave's surname is Liu, everyone calls me Mama Liu, and she used to serve in front of the queen's mother." ”

After identifying herself, Mama Liu picked up a liner and prepared to serve Chai Qingyue to dress.

"No, I'd better do it myself." Afraid that Mama Liu would misunderstand, Chai Qingyue explained, "I'm not used to being served by others, and Mama is so old, I'm embarrassed." ”

Mama Liu smiled and said she understood.

"By the way, why didn't you see Xiaoyu?" Chai Qingyue, who finally found out that something was wrong, asked out loud, "Isn't she well?" ”

"Back to Niangniang, Miss Xiaoyu's health is indeed not well, so His Royal Highness sent her to Zhuangzi in the countryside to recuperate." Lan Jin bowed and replied respectfully.

"Well, I see." Chai Qingyue nodded, indicating that she understood.

The collar of Chai Qingyue's new skirt today is a little tight, which is more difficult to button, and the wide-sleeved sleeves are not easy to move, so I have to ask Lan Jin to help.

"Niangniang, the old slave ordered someone to prepare red bean porridge." Seeing that Lan Jin was waiting for Chai Qingyue to dress, he took the initiative to clean up the jewelry that Chai Qingyue would wear today, and did not forget to talk to Chai Qingyue about today's breakfast.

"Red bean porridge?" Chai Qingyue, who finally buttoned the button, raised her eyebrows and asked, not sure enough.

Seeing this, Mama Liu took two steps back, leaving enough space for Chai Qingyue, bowed slightly, and said: "Yes, this is our custom and that of the Yuan Dynasty, the old slave came out of the queen's palace, so he took the trouble for the queen's mother." ”

and the folk customs of the Yuan Dynasty, the newly married woman who fell red, the next day her in-law will prepare a bowl of red bean porridge to celebrate, which also represents the husband's recognition of the new daughter-in-law.

Chai Qingyue is married to the royal family, since no one will pay attention to this, not to mention that on the wedding day, Chai Qingyue did not have a round house with Murong Sichen, and naturally no one would think of the red bean porridge that fell red.

The throat felt like it was blocked by something, and the words that came out of her mouth were slightly choked, Chai Qingyue whispered to Mama Liu in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Mama, for your trouble." ”

The gratitude is sincere, the true feelings of the royal family are not easy, Chai Qingyue has accepted the kindness of others in vain.

Chai Qingyue, who was dressed, walked out of the inner room with the support of Lan Jin, she was really sore, Chai Qingyue felt that she had no strength in her whole body, and she had to rely on Lan Jin to barely walk.

Murong Sichen, who had been waiting at the dining table for a long time, finally saw someone, and when he saw Chai Qingyue's miserable face and vain steps, he hurriedly stepped forward and took the initiative to help someone in distress.

"Sit down." Murong Sichen picked up a cushion and cushioned it on a square stool before letting Chai Qingyue sit down, "Drink it while it's hot, Mama Liu specially ordered the kitchen to make it." ”

"Hmm." Chai Qingyue took the spoon, glanced at Mama Liu and Lan Jin, who were still in the house, and looked at Murong Sichen suspiciously.

Receiving Chai Qingyue's gaze, Murong Sichen waved his hand to let the two of them step back first, saying that he wanted to stay alone with Chai Qingyue.

"That ......" After making sure that Mama Liu and Lan Jin went out to close the door, Chai Qingyue put down the porcelain spoon before turning her head and speaking to Murong Sichen.

"Let's drink porridge first." Murong Sichen guessed the general meaning of Chai Qingyue's next words, so he took the initiative to interrupt Chai Qingyue's words, "Let's talk about it after eating." ”

"Okay." Chai Qingyue succumbed, picked up the porcelain spoon again, and fed a large spoonful into her mouth. Chai Qingyue is really hungry, she hasn't eaten much since she came back from Zhong Lingguan, and she doesn't care about the wine in her stomach at all, and she was tossed around for an afternoon yesterday, she is really hungry and tired.