"Your Highness, Emperor Longxi is here." Si Qi came in to report.

Chenguang nodded.

Chang Xi stood up silently and went out.

Shen Run came in from outside and passed by Chang Xi, Shen Run was used to Si Qian and Chang Xi going in and out of the room in the morning light, he was disgusted that he was used to it, and at the same time he felt annoyed by his heart. In response to this matter, Chenguang has repeatedly said that he has no other way than to say that she has no other way, and so far, the only way to solve it is to have to tell himself to be broad-minded.

He didn't look at Chang Xi, and walked straight into the inner room, leaning on the pillow in the morning sickness, his face was snow-white, which made him a little worried.

He walked over and touched her forehead to test the temperature, but the fever had subsided, and he placed the oiled paper bag on the tea table beside her.

Chenguang stretched his neck and opened the oil paper bag: "Candied golden dates? Are Yicheng's candied golden dates famous? ”

Shen Run keenly heard something else from her words: "Could it be that someone gave you candied golden dates?" ”

Chenguang didn't speak, took a candied golden date and ate it happily.

Shen Run glanced at her, and for the sake of her eating very happily, he didn't ask, touched her plush head twice, and asked:

"Better?"

Chenguang nodded.

Shen Run looked at her.

The room fell silent.

Sometimes Shen Run didn't know what to say to her, he didn't want to talk to her about state affairs all the time, after all, they didn't simply represent state-to-state relations. But he didn't know what else to talk about. In the past, when he was in Rong Wangfu, when he didn't know anything, they could talk freely, and there were no taboos, but as he knew more and more things, there should have been more topics, but the fact was that what they could talk about suddenly decreased.

Why is that? Is it because you are afraid of stepping on the other party's guard? Or did you have a guard in your heart and entangle your words with three layers inside and three layers outside?

Chenguang was gnawing on the golden dates, sensing his gaze, tilted his head to look at him, and asked puzzledly:

"Xiao Run, what are you watching me do?"

Shen Run looked away and said lightly, "It's nothing." ”

Chenguang looked at him for a while, nibbling on the golden dates, and lowered his eyes.

It's not that she doesn't know that the atmosphere between the two people is rusty and tense, as if a firecracker has been carried in the dark. It is an incredible thing that an unmarried couple who have signed a marriage contract, who have known each other for eight years and have been a husband and wife for two years, is actually in such an atmosphere for two people.

But there was no way.

Chenguang knows.

Shen Run also knew.

Neither of them, at least, has come up with the best solution to the problem.

If this atmosphere is allowed to swell, whether it will suddenly deteriorate one day, who knows, this question is not on the consideration of the two of them, because there are too many things more important than this.

It's like two people wrapped in solid bubbles and yet close to each other, pretending to talk and laugh about nothing, which is a strange feeling.

"Xiao Run, let's go out in the sun." Chenguang ate two golden dates and stopped eating, wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief, and proposed excitedly.

Shen Run glanced at her, it was really boring to sit in the room, and he agreed.

Chenguang was not cured from her illness, even if it was hot outside, she still had to dress tightly, and Shen Run brought her a thin cloak.

The morning light did not go down to the ground, stood up with the hem of the skirt, stood on the couch, and reached for the cloak.

Shen Run took her cloak and turned around, just in time to see one of her little feet wearing Luo socks showing a tip under the skirt, he walked over, shook the cloak away, wrapped his hands behind her, put it on for her, and tied the lace in front.

Shen Run is tall, Chenguang is petite, she doesn't refuse, obediently let him wear it, giving him an illusion, she is like a well-behaved porcelain doll. He inexplicably felt a little soft-hearted, and the corners of his lips hooked into a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Chenguang looked down, saw the smile on his lips, and asked suspiciously.

Shen Run didn't answer, he quickly fastened the straps of his cloak, and suddenly picked her up from the couch.

Chenguang was stunned for a moment.

Shen Run carried her out of the room and came to the courtyard, the sun was just right in the courtyard, the wind was beautiful, Shen Run walked to the shade of the tree, and put the soft morning light on the bamboo couch covered with blankets.

"Shoes shoes!" Chenguang puffed out his face.

He suddenly picked her out, and she wasn't shoe yet.

Shen Run remembered then and looked at her little feet shrunk under her long skirt.

Huo Wu walked over, holding Chenguang's embroidered shoes in his hand, knelt in front of the soft couch, and put them on Chenguang.

The morning light stepped on the ground with satisfaction, and became happy, and the warm sunlight fell on her body, shining her warmly, and she squinted her eyes like cats pleasantly.

Shen Run sat beside her and glanced at her, the sun shone on her crystal clear, like nothingness, as if it could disappear at any time.

He looked at her for a moment, and from the bottom of his heart came a taste that he could not describe, and these tastes contained an irrepressible noise. His hand was unconsciously clasped on the backrest behind her, and he leaned forward, and as Chenguang was stunned by his movements, his other hand caressed her cheek, turned her face around, and touched her soft and pale lips.

Shen Run has little interest in women, he has always felt that conquering power is more interesting than conquering women, women don't need him to conquer at all, women will take the initiative to send to the door, as long as he makes a means casually, no matter whether the other party is for profit or for others, he will die to him from now on, at his mercy, and the satisfaction in this process is not strong.

Shen Run also doesn't like other people's lips, who knows what the other party did with those two lips a moment ago, and he feels uncomfortable thinking about it.

In Chenguang, he broke too many conventions and did many things that even he thought were incredible and too different from himself.

The taste of golden dates is very sweet, and I don't feel uncomfortable.

Chenguang angrily pushed him away.

"How many times have I told you, don't kiss me on the mouth!" She rubbed her handkerchief against her lips, her eyebrows furrowed enough to catch a fly.

"Hate?" Shen Run was pushed away, looked at her disgusted movements coolly, and asked lightly.

"Nasty!" She replied frankly, her eyebrows still furrowed.

"Hate me kissing you?"

"Nasty!" Chenguang glared at him angrily, like a hunched cat.

"Hate me?" He continued.

"Not annoying." She flattened her lips and said unhappily.

Shen Run smiled.

Sometimes, he would feel that Chenguang resembled him in some places, not the current him, but the him before he met her.

He was silent for a moment, lowered his eyes, and set his gaze on her hand, then he took her hand and placed it in the palm of his hand, pausing for a moment, his five fingers slowly penetrating between her fingers, and finally clasping her hand tightly.

Morninglight watched in amazement at his slow movements.

It's a strange touch.