The door of the firewood room was opened, and Xiao Yu, who had not seen such a strong light for a long time, got used to it for a while before he saw that it was Murong Sichen, and he subconsciously thought that Murong Sichen had solved the trouble on Chai Qingyue's side.

Because his hands and feet were tied, Xiao Yu had no choice but to crawl to Murong Sichen's feet with his hands and feet, grabbed the corner of Murong Sichen's robe with both hands, and said with a flattering face: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince believes in slaves, right?" ”

Murong Sichen didn't speak, frowning and looking at the corner of his clothes that was held in his hand by Xiao Yu, his displeased expression was already very obvious, and his words were also cold: "Yes, I believe it, so this palace decided to send you to Shen Xingsi." ”

"What?" Xiao Yu's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief, "What did you say, Your Royal Highness the Prince?" Why ......? It's impossible, it's impossible, something must be wrong! ”

If Murong Sichen really believed what he said, then how could he send himself to Shen Xingsi, what kind of place was it, it was impossible for Murong Sichen, who grew up in the palace to be unclear, there must be something wrong.

"It's Chai Qingyue, isn't it? It must have been something that said in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, right? Xiao Yu seemed to have finally figured out what was wrong, and suddenly realized, tugging at the corner of Murong Sichen's clothes and shaking vigorously, and the tone of his voice became affirmative, "It must be that woman who said something to His Royal Highness the Prince!" Your Highness, you have to believe the slave and maid, what the slave and maid say is true! ”

"Smack".

A crisp slap made Xiao Yu completely sober up, but he still couldn't believe that this was true, just now, Murong Sichen actually hit himself?

Murong Sichen completely ignored the reaction of the people at his feet, and said in a cold voice: "You are a lowly slave and maid, and you dare to falsely accuse the crown princess." Suing the Lord as a servant is a great rebellion. ”

is still a "cheap woman", I think you are impatient.

Murong Sichen sneered, no matter how much his own woman is reluctant, is it your turn to make a big deal of nonsense here? I think I'm tired of it, and I think the speed of Lord Yama's life is too slow.

"But Your Highness, what the slave said is true!" Xiao Yu was still making the last struggle, "Chai Qingyue is indeed entangled with other men, and they are still about to go to Zhong Lingguan for a private meeting!" ”

Seeing that Murong Sichen was still indifferent, Xiao Yu continued: "I am responsible for the correspondence between them, and the slave can testify. ”

After all the persuasion to no avail, Xiao Yu began to say with tears in his eyes, crying and crying.

"But so what?" Murong Sichen smiled, which contained disdain and indifference, making Xiao Yu's body tremble involuntarily.

Xiaoyu's reaction made Murong Sichen feel funny, and sneered: "Now you know that you are afraid? I remember, Mama Liu seems to have told you to serve Qingyue well. ”

Murong Sichen's last words made Xiao Yu completely admit it, yes, what did Murong Sichen don't care about, no matter how much he cares? How can people who are in their hearts care about this?

It seems that Murong Sichen is sincere to Chai Qingyue.

Xiao Yu's hands slipped from the corners of Murong Sichen's clothes, and he collapsed weakly in place, he seemed to have lost from the beginning, but, why? Why is it Chai Qingyue?

may be that the obsession in his heart is too deep, and the dissatisfaction in Xiaoyu's heart slowly overflows from his mouth, and he gently asks over and over again: "Why?" Why her? Can't I? ”

Why?

Xiaoyu's question also stumped Murong Sichen, yes, why? Why is he so willing to protect Chai Qingyue? Murong Sichen didn't know until now that his partiality was mixed with deeper feelings.

"Hongu doesn't know, but that's it." Murong Sichen replied truthfully.

Hearing the answer, Xiao Yu was even more puzzled, only closed his eyes in pain, let the tears wash away the dirt of the past few days, and shook his head desperately, not daring to face his next fate.

"Come on, send it to Shen Xingji." Murong Sichen turned around and walked out of the firewood room and instructed He Ming, who was waiting outside.

Seeing that it was still early, Murong Sichen turned around and went to the side courtyard to find Mama Liu, and after explaining his intentions, he waited for Mama Liu to pack up her things before returning to Yingxue Pavilion.

"Clean up the side hall and let Mama Liu live." Entering the Yingxue Pavilion, Murong Sichen didn't go directly into the bedroom to see Chai Qingyue, and instructed Lan Jin in the main room, "Oh, you and Mama Liu live in the same room, and take care of each other, after all, Mama Liu is older." ”

"Yes." Silently wrote down Murong Sichen's instructions, and Lan Jin retired to work in the afternoon.

Mama Liu, who was left behind, smiled and thanked Murong Sichen with half-bent legs: "That old body has thanked His Highness for his arrangement first." ”

"Mama, you're old, this is what I should do." Murong Sichen stretched out his hand to help Mama Liu, and said politely.

Mama Liu didn't reply again, but the smile on her face couldn't be eliminated, and she was also satisfied with Murong Sichen in her heart.

"Your Highness, the hour is getting short." He Ming, who was waiting outside the house, reminded him at the right time.

Murong Sichen drank the last bit of tea in the cup, got up and prepared to go to Chai Qingyue's bedroom, lifted the foot of the threshold and fell back to the same place, and explained to Mama Liu with his back: "Mama will go to rest today, and come back tomorrow morning to serve." ”

"Yes."

After getting Mama Liu's affirmation, Murong Sichen got up and left again.

The lights are on outside, and the candles are flickering inside. Murong Sichen lay on his side, propped up his upper body to look at the sleeping Chai Qingyue, carefully brushed away the broken hair on Chai Qingyue's face, and couldn't help but drop a kiss on Chai Qingyue's forehead.

Although he had just done a strenuous exercise during the day, Murong Sichen not only did not feel tired, but was more energetic. Supporting his upper body and letting himself disappear in the dark, Murong Sichen just lit up a pair of eyes, staring at Chai Qingyue's sleeping face without blinking.

After staring until it was confirmed that Chai Qingyue's face would really not bloom, Murong Sichen blinked, but his eyes were still on Chai Qingyue's face, as if he couldn't see enough.

Stretched out his hand and pinched Chai Qingyue's face with a little baby fat, and while marveling at the good feel, Murong Sichen felt that he must ask Chai Qingyue every day, what she usually eats, why her face feels so good, and she feels that she can pinch out water with a little force.

Tonight, the moonlight poured silver light through the screen windows and spread the whole room. Murong Sichen suddenly felt that the candlelight was a little redundant, and turned over and got out of bed to cut the candle flame.

The jumping candlelight made Murong Sichen's shadow cast on the wall flicker, and after putting down the scissors, Murong Sichen sat on the nearest chair, leaning back on the back of the chair and sighing, I hope you can be awake now and can cut the candle heart with yourself.