"What's that saying?" Murong Sichen found that Chai Qingyue liked to stick to himself more and more, so he let Chai Qingyue move in his arms.

Listening to Chai Qingyue babbling about the affairs of the library, Murong Sichen didn't know why he felt at home, Chai Qingyue's words were very peaceful, but they seemed very warm.

"Are you sure that's it?" Chai Qingyue repeated Murong Sichen's proposal, and asked rhetorically.

It's not that I don't believe in Murong Sichen's vision, otherwise I wouldn't always ask him as a consultant and ask Murong Sichen's opinion, just because Chai Qingyue is very concerned about the library, and it is this persistent enthusiasm that makes Chai Qingyue pay special attention to every detail of the library.

Murong Sichen nodded in response: "Well, that's it, it's good, anyway, I think it's good." ”

Chai Qingyue echoed Murong Sichen's words, and also nodded, and just like that, the decision was settled.

Suddenly remembered that when he had just entered the door, he saw Murong Sichen frowning and looking at the fold, Chai Qingyue saw that the matter of the library had been almost dealt with, so she took the initiative to ask Murong Sichen what he was worried about.

"By the way, I just walked in and you're looking at the excerpts, and you seem to be a little unhappy, what's wrong? Is there something bothering you? "Since Murong Sichen has solved his own troubles for himself, shouldn't he also repay it?

At the mention of this, Murong Sichen became angry, those officials in the Ministry of Rites, one by one, were really angry.

Seeing that Murong Sichen didn't speak, Chai Qingyue then took the initiative to continue asking: "What's the matter, if you have any troubles, just come and hear it, and see if I can help you." ”

The person in his arms was thinking about himself, and Murong Sichen's heart throbbed inexplicably, and he slowly opened his mouth to talk about the troubles he encountered.

"It's not a matter of the Ministry of Rites yet." Murong Sichen's tone was a little unpleasant, and he was really angry in his heart, "Isn't it almost Lixia?" We've been busy with the ritual lately, and a group of old scholars from the Ministry of Rites have written to me that I'm speaking ill. ”

"What do you mean to say badly?" Chai Qingyue tried her best to speak to Murong Sichen in a provocative and happy tone, hoping to make Murong Sichen happy.

Knowing that the person in his arms wanted to make himself happy, Murong Sichen also pinched Chai Qingyue's face in a good way, and directly fell into Chai Qingyue's neck socket, and said in a suppressed voice: "It's nothing, I'll take care of it myself, don't worry, you can rest assured." ”

Chai Qingyue pinched Murong Sichen's palm, to express her comfort, since Murong Sichen said not to worry, then she can relax and believe him.

"By the way, on the day of Lixia, am I going too?" Chai Qingyue suddenly thought of this important matter, so she asked smartly.

Murong Sichen hugged Chai Qingyue to it, so that Chai Qingyue could lean more comfortably in his arms, and said lazily: "You don't have to go to the sacrifice of Lixia, when the time comes, my father will take me and lead hundreds of officials to worship outside the city." However, you can go to the ceremony. ”

"Watching the ceremony?" Chai Qingyue thought about it, and the Lixia Festival that she had seen outside the city before, suddenly lost interest, "It's still not good, I've been to see it before, it's all people, it's not fun." ”

"It's fine." Murong Sichen nodded in response, every year's festival, the people in the city will basically go to watch one or two, or don't let Chai Qingyue suffer from this crime, "Then Qingyue is at home to prepare a summer meal for me?" ”

Lixia rice was originally a custom in the south of the Yangtze River, and since it was spread to the capital, it has also been popular with the public, so it has also spread in the capital.

On the day before the beginning of summer, the children ask the neighbor for a bowl of rice, called "Douxia summer rice", which is the rice of the summer rice.

Then dig up some bamboo shoots, "steal" some broad beans, use some garlic seedlings to cook rice in the open air with the rice and ingredients in the summer, put green plums, cherries, etc. on the rice, and distribute them to the rice people before the day, each family has a small bowl. Folks believe that children can prevent heat stroke after eating.

Therefore, Chai Qingyue told Murong Sichen before that when she was young, her mother did it for herself, but she didn't expect it to be remembered by Murong Sichen.

Chai Qingyue is really speechless, and she is really a child's mind.

"It was eaten by a child, saying that it could prevent heat stroke." Chai Qingyue's words were full of helplessness, "But you are so old now, and you are not a child anymore, how can I do it for you." ”

"I don't care, I just want to eat." Murong Sichen continued to play tricks, and said in a coquettish and flattering tone, "You can do it for me." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll do it for you." Chai Qingyue couldn't resist Murong Sichen's temper, so she had to agree, "But I don't dare to guarantee that it's delicious." ”

Murong Sichen sneered: "Okay, I promise I won't say anything undelicious!" ”

"That's pretty much it." Chai Qingyue pursed her lips and reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Murong Sichen's face was completely happy, and his tone became cheerful: "Then I'll just wait." ”

"Well, okay, you just wait to eat." Chai Qingyue's voice was also dyed with a smile, "But ah, what I did for you may be different from the folk ones, after all, I don't dare to go out to pocket rice in the name of the crown princess, nor dare I steal broad beans." ”

Murong Sichen also nodded in agreement: "Well, you can just help me make a bowl of Lixia rice according to that method, I don't think about how the ingredients came from, I just want to taste that taste." ”

I don't know why, when Murong Sichen said this, Chai Qingyue actually felt a little distressed, touched Murong Sichen's face, and slowly spoke.

"Okay, Si Chen, how about I take you to experience more folk life in the future?" Chai Qingyue seriously suggested to Murong Sichen, "Your life is really boring, let me show you an interesting life." ”

"Okay, I can't ask for it." Murong Sichen agreed, his heart was full of tenderness, and his whole heart seemed to be surrounded by a warm current.

The atmosphere in the study was so good that both of them forgot about the things they needed to be busy for a while and quietly enjoyed this hard-won comfort.

The people of the Prince's Mansion are no stranger to this kind of thing, life seems to be so calm and warm, everything seems to be slowly moving on the right track, and there is nothing wrong with it.