The fact that Chai Qingyue's piano skills were excellent spread in the capital, and the matter was also spread in the following month.

So much so that the fact that Miss Bai in the Bai Mansion was seriously ill couldn't be spread, even if it was someone who knew the news, it would be a talking point and just say a few words.

When the sun was setting, Chai Qingyue led Murong Sichen back to the prince's mansion, and the tall and handsome black horse was led by the little guy who had been following him.

A woman with a thoughtful appearance led a handsome and stiff man in front, and a short and thin guy led a horse to follow far away the day after tomorrow, which was quite eye-catching.

I was so stimulated by Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue that I couldn't speak, and the little guy who came out to run errands silently thought in my heart, I must not follow His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess when they go out together in the future! Definitely will regret it.

"It's almost time, will you go back?" Chai Qingyue looked at the sun and said to Murong Sichen as if she was biting her ears.

Murong Sichen heard Chai Qingyue say this, and also looked up at the time, estimating that it was almost there, so he nodded in agreement, took the initiative to take a big step forward, and led Chai Qingyue in the direction of returning home.

The time to return home was just in time for dinner, so Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue simply cleaned up and started dinner.

After dinner, Chai Qingyue remembered what Mama Liu said to her in the morning, and she was thinking about how to refuse Murong Sichen and let him not stay here tonight.

"That, Si Chen." Chai Qingyue was still depressed and hesitated, and she could see with a clear eye that she was pretending to be something.

Murong Sichen pinched Chai Qingyue's face with his freshly dried hand, and found that the feeling was getting better and better, and he liked to pinch it more and more, so he asked gently, "Well, Qingyue, what's wrong?" ”

Chai Qingyue's face suddenly turned red, Mama Liu's reminder in the morning was still clearly ringing in her ears, and she had to make it clear to Murong Sichen no matter what, so she had to cough dryly twice, and said with a shy face: "That's the case, Mama Liu reminded us to refrain in the morning, and we can't have too many times to have sex." ”

Speaking of the back, Chai Qingyue's voice was already very low, so low that Murong Sichen had to get very close to hear it clearly.

After listening to Chai Qingyue's words, Murong Sichen laughed in a low voice, because the distance was too close, Murong Sichen turned his head and stole an incense on Chai Qingyue's cheek.

The successful laughter was very presumptuous, and it was too close, Chai Qingyue felt that she had goosebumps on her body, and her already red face was even redder, and the two touches of scarlet were extraordinarily demonic.

Looking at Chai Qingyue's appearance, Murong Sichen felt that stealing incense was far from enough, and felt that he was not satisfied enough to lean over and take a sip before he was satisfied.

Chai Qingyue blushed, not daring to look at Murong Sichen, but it was difficult to contain the curiosity in her heart, so she pretended to look up unconsciously, and Chai Qingyue's appearance fell in Murong Sichen's eyes, as if she was deliberately tempting herself.

His eyes were well understood, and Murong Sichen's voice sounded a little hoarse, and his low voice seemed to be stuffed in his chest. Although Murong Sichen tried his best to speak in a normal tone, the words he said were not very serious: "Qingyue, how can I bear your appearance?" ”

"Hmm......" Chai Qingyue was so blocked by Murong Sichen's lips and tongue that she couldn't speak, and she could only let out an intermittent whimper, and this low moan stimulated Murong Sichen's nerves even more.

**A moment is worth a thousand gold, what patience, what restraint, what courtesy, righteousness and shame, Murong Sichen has never heard of it, at this moment Murong Sichen just wants to vent the most primitive **.

Mama Liu glanced at the bedroom of the main house in the corner of the courtyard of Yingxue Pavilion, sighed heavily, and sighed in her heart, what a young man it is, and turned around and ordered the small kitchen to boil hot water and prepare it.

After Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue had a **, both of them were wrapped in a layer of sweat, and the watery meaning in their eyes was still full of **, Murong Sichen supported his upper body, looked at Chai Qingyue condescendingly, gasped for breath, and did not say anything.

Chai Qingyue's eyes were a little confused, her head was still dizzy, her body was fluttering, and her dizzy thoughts came back to her senses when she was carried into the bathtub by Murong Sichen.

Paralyzed on the wall of the bathtub, Chai Qingyue let Murong Sichen wash herself, and when she was almost soaked, Murong Sichen wrapped Chai Qingyue in a big cotton cloth and hugged Chai Qingyue to bed.

Chai Qingyue, who was very comfortable in the hot bath, was already sleepy, and was already in a daze when she was put on the bed by Murong Sichen, and when she was just put on the bed, she would hum twice when she was not comfortable, and then fell asleep again.

Murong Sichen lay down on Chai Qingyue's side, looking at the sleeping Chai Qingyue's quiet face, feeling extremely satisfied and happy, at the same time, Murong Sichen also found that Chai Qingyue seemed to have a special charm, and it was not the first time he had tasted love, but why couldn't he hold it here Chai Qingyue?

Fingers lightly brushed over Chai Qingyue's cheek, Murong Sichen sighed in his heart, maybe it was really time to listen to Mama Liu's opinion, it was really not good to go on like this.

Forget it, don't want to.

Murong Sichen lifted the corner of the brocade quilt, stuffed his body into it, wrapped it tightly, and looked up again uncomfortably to see if Chai Qingyue's quilt was covered.

There was no dream all night, and the next morning, Murong Sichen got up early and went to the court refreshed.

Before leaving, he glanced at Chai Qingyue, who was still asleep, and Murong Sichen specially instructed Lan Jin not to wake up Chai Qingyue, let Chai Qingyue sleep more, and let the kitchen warm porridge, and feed it to Chai Qingyue when she got up.

However, Murong Sichen underestimated his physical strength, Chai Qingyue was asked for too many times yesterday, and he slept until Murong Sichen returned to the house without waking up.

"Qingyue." Murong Sichen sat on the edge of the bed and gently called Chai Qingyue's name, "Qingyue, it's time to get up." ”

Lan Jin, who was standing at the bottom, pouted quietly, and muttered in his heart: Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a very gentle voice, it is impossible for you to wake up a sleeping person like this, can't you be louder?

Murong Sichen obviously realized this, grabbed Chai Qingyue's handful of long hair scattered on the pillow, and took the ends of his hair to brush Chai Qingyue's cheeks, which seemed to be not enjoyable enough, and took the ends of his hair to Chai Qingyue's snort to make trouble.

Chai Qingyue finally felt a little wrong, and tried to squeeze this discomfort away, but to no avail.

No, Chai Qingyue had no choice but to reach out and pat away the troublesome things, turned over and continued to sleep.

Looking at Chai Qingyue's stubborn back, Murong Sichen felt a deep sense of powerlessness, frustrated and ordered Lan Jin to do something, and turned back to the study to deal with official business.