Here, Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue were basking in the sun in the courtyard and were all comfortable, exuding a lazy atmosphere all over their bodies, which had a unique taste.

Qin Changyong in Zhong Lingguan's other room was not very happy, his face was gloomy, he always felt that Chai Qingyue betrayed him when he didn't know, and his hatred for Murong Sichen became more and more bitter.

After dinner, Murong Sichen originally wanted to pester Chai Qingyue to tell some interesting stories about his childhood, but looking at the tired look on Chai Qingyue's face and his voice was a little hoarse, Murong Sichen thought softly that it would be better to forget it.

"Do you want to think about playing a game of chess while it's still early?" Murong Sichen shook the wooden box containing the chess pieces in his hand, tilted his head and asked Chai Qingyue.

After the beginning of spring, it got darker and later every day, and after dinner today, the room was not completely dark. But in order to protect his eyes, Murong Sichen still asked Lan Jin to light the candles in the house.

Chai Qingyue was really not interested in this kind of nerve-wracking activity, and shook her head and refused: "Forget it, it's too brain-burning, I might as well read the scriptures." ”

How easy it is to read, it's still this kind of thing that doesn't need to be examined, just sweep it over and flip through it with ten lines at a glance.

"Okay." Chai Qingyue's reason for refusal caught Murong Sichen off guard, and Murong Sichen had no choice but to set up the chessboard and play with his left and right hands.

With black in his left hand and white in his right hand, his left and right brains are fighting.

The last afterglow was still swallowed up by the night, and a moon crept up the eaves.

Murong Sichen stretched his waist and rubbed the corners of his forehead, the chess game on the table still failed to distinguish the winner and loser, and the black and white chess pieces were evenly divided.

Chai Qingyue, whose mind was not in the book, noticed the movement on Murong Sichen's side, and asked aloud, "The first game is over?" Did you win over there? ”

Murong Sichen walked over, propped his hands on the armrests of Chai Qingyue's chair, wrapped Chai Qingyue's whole person into his arms, lowered his head, and spoke to Chai Qingyue gently: "Well, it's over." What is Qingyue looking at? ”

Because of the proximity, the hot breath exhaled by Murong Sichen was all sprayed on Chai Qingyue's face, tickling. Chai Qingyue moved her body lightly unaccustomedly, flipped the book to the cover and handed it to Murong Sichen to read.

"This, "Nanhua Sutra", how did Qingyue see it?" Murong Sichen flipped through the book, then put the book on the table and asked Chai Qingyue softly.

Chai Qingyue turned her head awkwardly, leaving the back of Murong Sichen's head, and replied to Murong Sichen in a muffled voice: "I watched a little, I can't stand it anymore." ”

"Hmm." Murong Sichen nodded, noncommittal, "If you can't watch it, you won't watch it." ”

Such a close contact made Chai Qingyue's heart beat, so she had to turn around and reach out to push Murong Sichen's chest in disguise: "It's late, go to sleep." ”

Following Chai Qingyue's strength, Murong Sichen straightened up, took a few steps back, and replied, "It's not early, go to sleep." ”

After cleaning up and lying on the bed, Murong Sichen's heart couldn't calm the anxiety in his heart. In fact, since he arrived at Zhong Lingguan yesterday, Murong Sichen's heart suddenly calmed down, and he suddenly didn't want to investigate the meaning of Xiao Yu's words.

But just now, Chai Qingyue's awkward little action made Murong Sichen's pressed heart agitated, and the questions in his heart were about to come out again.

Murong Sichen flipped his body irritably, and the noise caused Chai Qingyue to turn around and ask, "What's wrong with you today?" Can't sleep? ”

Thinking about whether to ask what he thought in his heart, Murong Sichen felt even more irritable, so he simply got up and sat down.

The man in the darkness had only a rough outline, his black hair was scattered, and his whole body exuded a gloomy aura. Chai Qingyue hadn't seen Murong Sichen like this for a long time, and she was a little distracted for a while.

The last time I saw it, it seemed to be in the study, thinking of that incident, Chai Qingyue still had palpitations, so terrible Murong Sichen, as if he would be swallowed alive by a person's life, was too impressive.

Chai Qingyue felt that her breathing was tight, and her hands and feet became cold uncontrollably, so she had to lie there stiffly and dare not move, waiting for Murong Sichen's next move.

Murong Sichen sat there for a while, and only after a long time did he slowly turn his head and say his true thoughts to Chai Qingyue in a dumb voice: "Qingyue, let me talk to you about something." ”

"Huh?" Chai Qingyue's voice trembled a little, half frightened, half because it was cold.

Could it be that Murong Sichen already knew that he had come to Zhong Lingguan to see Changyong? But since Murong Sichen came, he hasn't had any contact with Changyong. But if Murong Sichen didn't know, what did he have to say to himself?

Murong Sichen coughed dryly: "It's about you and Qin Changyong." ”

There was only endless silence left in the room, Chai Qingyue's heart was beating fast, like a wild horse about to rush out of her chest, she couldn't control it, and her heartbeat was the only sound in the quiet room.

"I ......." Chai Qingyue didn't know what to say next as soon as she opened her mouth, and consciously chose to shut up.

Could it be that Murong Sichen forcibly explained that he came to Zhong Lingguan and Changyong? Murong Sichen has long known his relationship with Changyong, if he finds out that he still has contact with Changyong, then ......?

No, never! Changyong is still watching now, and he must not let Murong Sichen find out!

Chai Qingyue suddenly stiffened a carp, bounced up from the bed in a nervous manner, and sat next to Murong Sichen, waiting for the following.

Murong Sichen was a little at a loss and rubbed the few strands of hair that fell on his forehead in annoyance, feeling a trace of remorse for his impulsiveness, but the anxiety in his heart was really unbearable.

Fang Zheng had already spoken, and Murong Sichen simply continued.

"I know that Qin Changyong is also in Zhong Lingguan now."

Murong Sichen's tone was already quite flat, but it was still like a thunderbolt that exploded in Chai Qingyue's ears and heart. The body trembled involuntarily, and Chai Qingyue's arms slowly contracted, hugging her knees.

So, does Murong Sichen already know? So what should I do now?

Chai Qingyue felt dizzy, and she didn't know what she was thinking, so she sat there in a daze. Murong Sichen didn't continue to speak after saying that, but just turned slightly to stare at Chai Qingyue.

After sitting for a long time, her hands and feet began to feel numb, Chai Qingyue gently moved her cold hands and feet, and moved to the bed.

Feeling the movements of the people behind him, Murong Sichen took the lead in breaking the silence: "Don't be nervous first, I don't mean anything else, it's just ......"

I just want to know if you're busy with two now, okay?

Murong Sichen didn't know how he swallowed his words back and didn't confide in. Maybe deep down in Murong Sichen's heart, he didn't know what his feelings for Chai Qingyue were now.