The candle flame in the hall flickered and extinguished, the soft sunlight shone into the room through the curtains, Mu Siyan curled up on one side of the bed, carefully turned over, and it happened that Chen Jingsui's sleeping appearance came into view, the sound of rapid breathing, frowning, as if he was not at peace in a dream.

Although Chen Jingsui stayed overnight, he did not overstep, sleeping with his clothes together at night, changing clothes in the morning and leaving, except for the polite greetings when facing outsiders, other exchanges were almost zero, Mu Siyan knew that this illusion of respecting each other and harmonizing was deliberately created by him.

As for the reason, Mu Siyan didn't want to guess more, let alone want to know, the only thing she could do was the word 'cooperate'.

When she was stunned, Mu Siyan only felt that the bed was shaking, and when she looked back, Chen Jingsui had already gotten up, her black hair hanging down, which happened to form a black and white contrast with his white gauze robe, "Today, the three dynasties return to the door, this king ordered someone to prepare a thin gift, and you can bring it back together." ”

"Your Highness, won't you go back with me?" Mu Siyan walked to the bronze mirror, saw Chen Jingsui's dressing movements paused, and hesitated: "Father has a good face, if he returns to the door on the day of his return, His Royal Highness will definitely ...... if he returns without accompanying him."

When she looked up, she found that Chen Jingsui was close to her, looking at each other, Mu Siyan timidly lowered her head and stepped back, but she didn't want Chen Jingsui to press forward step by step, until there was no way back, Mu Siyan pretended to be calm and raised her eyes to look at each other, Chen Jingsui's playful eyes made her uncomfortable.

Chen Jing then held up her chin and asked in a cold voice, "How could it be, could it be that Mu Wansheng would come to the door to ask the teacher?" ”

Breaking free of the entanglement, Mu Siyan came to the dresser, secretly observed Chen Jingsui through the bronze mirror, and retorted: "Lord, it's serious, you are a prince, you enjoy the title of prince, one person is above ten thousand people, how dare your father offend as a courtier, but?" She saw that Chen Jingsui's face was frosty, and said with a smile: "When Princess An returns to the door, how many pairs of eyes will be staring at this matter, if the prince doesn't accompany me to finish singing this play, I'm afraid your hard work in recent days will be in vain." ”

She thought that Chen Jingsui would have a verbal battle with her, but unexpectedly, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, his hands were opened, and he said in a loud voice: "Come here, change clothes, and go to Mufu." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Siyan sighed lightly, and in the dressing room, she peeked at Chen Jingsui from time to time, that handsome face, still without any expression, his joys, sorrows, and sorrows did not seem to be directly related to his facial features, thinking of his appearance in his sleep, Mu Siyan smiled helplessly and did not pay attention to it again.

The carriage of King An's Mansion appeared at the entrance of the street according to the time chosen by the Superintendent of Rites, and Mu Wansheng and his family were already kneeling outside the gate of the mansion.

As soon as she poked her head out, a familiar voice sounded in Mu Siyan's ears: "The old minister Mu Wansheng knocked on His Royal Highness King An, the side concubine Niangniang, a thousand years old and healthy." ”

Stepping out of the carriage, she saw her elderly parents worshipping her, she couldn't bear it, and wanted to step forward to help, but unexpectedly, Chen Jingsui grabbed her hand and said first: "Mu Qing, don't be polite." ”

Mu Siyan stepped forward to help her up, and heard a voice coming from behind her: "You don't have to be polite, please get up, since this king and Yan'er have become husband and wife, they are the sons-in-law of Mufu, and there is no need for relatives to make such a false courtesy." ”

"Your Highness, the law of etiquette cannot be abolished."

Before Chen Jingsui could speak, Mu Siyan took the lead in tears: "Father, mother, you can be fine recently." ”

"Okay, all right." Mu Wansheng took his daughter's hand, Lao Huai comforted, and he smiled: "Your Highness, the old minister has prepared a little thin wine in the house, please inside." ”

"Father-in-law, please first!"

Mu Siyan was stunned, her eyes turned to Chen Jingsui, and when she looked at each other, she found that he was actually smiling.

During the banquet, Mu Siyan saw her father leading Chen Jingsui to toast to the elders of the clan, knowing what she meant, she felt bored, she lied and left the table.

Along the corridor, Mu Siyan strolled aimlessly forward, and before she knew it, she came to the shore of the lake, saw a boat moored beside her, boarded it, and rocked away by herself.

Walking to the middle of the lake, seeing a withered lotus leaf, Mu Siyan sat on the bow of the boat and watched quietly, her thoughts seemed to return to the past, the familiar smile appeared in front of her eyes, and her ears rang: "Yan'er, you see how good the lotus flowers bloom there." ”

She suddenly saw him pick a lotus flower, and said excitedly: "Yan'er, do you know what this is?" ”

"And Tilian!" Mu Siyan blurted out, and when she was about to pick up the flowers, she found that there was no one in front of her, tears blurred her vision, and her ears still echoed: "Winding the painting boat, the wind is like blue." Lotus root field leaves, newborn and lotus. The new dream is red-faced, and the double shadow leans on the railing. ”

"Yan'er, why do you have a soft spot for withered lotus leaves?"

"Don't you know that 'you have to listen to the rain'?"

He shook his head and said, "No, it's too bleak." He took out a red bean accessory and said with a smile: "Yan'er, red beans are acacia, you have to keep them well, this is ......"

"Xiao Yu?" Mu Siyan's thoughts returned to reality, clutching the accessories, how much she wanted to hear him call 'Yan'er' again, but? She didn't dare to hope any longer, she sat down weakly, and burst into tears.

In the pavilion on the shore, Chen Jingsui stood alone and quietly, his eyes stayed on the person in the painting boat, although he couldn't see the expression on her face, but his body had betrayed her emotions, he couldn't guess her thoughts, let alone why she was secretly sad?

When he was stunned, a deep voice suddenly came from behind him: "Your Highness, I don't know if my son will be blessed with the denominator in the future?" ”