"So it is, the king takes his leave." The man said.

"The prince walks slowly." Jing Qingran bowed to him.

A couple who used to be in love, but now, they have ended up like this.

Mu Zhengchen looked at her deeply, and it took a long time before he turned around and walked away.

Jing Qingran didn't send him, stood in place, and watched his back disappear completely, before she turned around and went to the dining room for dinner.

……

Nothing was said all night, and the next morning was in the morning.

The well is clear as usual, get up no morning or night, wash clean, push open the door and go out, the garden is fragrant with plants and trees, the air is fresh, and it is very comfortable to take a breath.

In the sky, the sun is rising, a faint red, reflecting the distant mountains.

"Master, the third prince is here." Xiao Fei came to Jing Qingran's side and spoke.

"What?" Jing Qingran was shocked, she had just gotten up, hey!

"The third prince came over and said, have breakfast with you." Xiao Fei said again.

"Let's just say that I'm not feeling well today," Speaking of this, Jing Qingran coughed symbolically a few times and said: "I can't have breakfast with him, I hope he will forgive me." ”

After that, Jing Qingran prepared to drill into the house.

"Princess, are you sick?" The cold voice came from outside the arch, and immediately, the master's slender legs walked in step by step.

And as before, call her princess.

"Yes, how do you know?" Jing Qingran coughed a few more times.

The man approached her, "Princess, her complexion is ruddy, her complexion is very good, she doesn't look like she will be sick." ”

"Who...... Says who? Ahem, this girl is indeed sick, ahem, and I bother the prince not to call this girl princess, this girl can't afford it. Jing Qingran lowered his head and coughed as he spoke.

"Are you really sick?" The man's dark eyes showed a hint of concern, and he reached out to reach out to her forehead.

Jing Qingran subconsciously took a step back, and the man's hand probed into the air.

The feeling of the air falling on the fingers is not used to the man at all.

This woman was avoiding him like this......

"Lord, this girl is fine, it's okay to rest in bed, Lord, it seems that I can't eat breakfast with you, Lord, go back first, I'm afraid that my illness will spread to you." Jing Qingran lowered his head and said quite obediently.

Is she so wary of herself? Mu Zhengchen's heart was very uncomfortable, but for the sake of her amnesia, forget it, let her be accommodating.

"You have a good rest, and this king will come back tomorrow." With that, the man turned away.

"The prince walks slowly." Jing Qingran said lightly in his back.

When the prince disappeared, Xiao Fei said, "Master, are you really sick?" ”

"No, I just don't want to have breakfast with him." Well said truthfully.

"Why?" Xiaofei was puzzled.

There is a difference between men and women, if you don't watch dinner together, you don't even want to eat breakfast together? Besides, the master is not a lady, there is only one master up and down the well house, and there are guests at home, isn't it all Jing Qingran who takes care of it himself?

And, master, you're still a businessman!

The businessman is exquisite, the prince is noble, and the person with a little knowledge, which one is not to please the prince to death?

"Xiaofei, why are you 100,000 a day, how do you answer your master?" Jing Qingran looked at her delicate face full of doubts, and pouted.

This girl is really spoiled, if she gives it to someone else as a girl, she still dares to ask this question like now?