Luo Xi said that she didn't want to think about men and women for a while, so Jing Qingran didn't say anything anymore and asked her to think about getting married.

Suddenly, the two had nothing to say.

The atmosphere was silent, only the sound of constant wind and rain.

……

Outside the door, there is a small circle, bluestone paving, there are bamboo and a few unknown trees, a wall, a semicircular arch under the wall, a person holding a bamboo umbrella, entering from the semicircular arch.

It was dark, it was late, it was raining again, and there were no stars or moon in the sky.

I vaguely heard the sound of footsteps outside the door, and the sound of the rain hitting the bamboo umbrella, the two women looked sideways, but saw the dark house, in the rain, a man holding a bamboo umbrella.

He walked in the rain, holding a bamboo umbrella with fine workmanship, his body was slender and straight, there were bamboo trees next to him, and it was raining in the sky.

Jing Qingran looked a little dumbfounded, but Luo Xi reacted as soon as possible, got up from the chair, walked to the door, and greeted him.

"Luo Xi has seen the prince." The man walked under the eaves, unloaded the umbrella on his head, put it away, and Luo Xi walked up to him and saluted.

Jing Qingran will never move, and men know this very well.

"No courtesy." The man glanced at Luo Xi lightly and spoke.

The umbrella in his hand was still dripping with rain, Luo Xi reached out very respectfully and took the umbrella in his hand down, and Jing Qingran, who was the princess of the man, was sitting on the chair and watching the two of them every move.

For no reason, the scene is a little awkward.

This dead woman, can't you be reluctant to say hello when you meet her?

Do you want King Chen to take the initiative to greet her?

Finally, Jing Qingran said one word, "Sit." ”

It's like Jing Qingran is not his wife, but his mother.

"Lord Wang, please take a seat." Luo Xi spoke, his voice very gentle.

It's much better than Jing Qingran's attitude.

Mu Zhengchen didn't say anything, and sat beside Jing Qingran a little unhappily, but his handsome face was expressionless.

The three of them were speechless, and the atmosphere was silent.

……

On the other side, Xue Yiling had already returned to the house, and Zifang went to see him, but unfortunately Jing Qinghe was also on the side, and she also lived in the prefect's mansion.

The prefect's house is very large in area and has a lot of rooms, so I am not afraid that there will be too many people to live.

Jing Qinghe is the fourth daughter of the Prime Minister, the prefect does not look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, and he is naturally respectful to Miss Jing Si, how dare he offend her, offend her, that is, offend the Prime Minister, offend the Prime Minister, do you want his black gauze hat?

It's a pity that Xue Yiling has always been respectful to Jing Qinghe and maintained a very effective safe distance, which made Jing Qinghe's various tricks against him ineffective.

In addition, Xue Yiling's fiancée Zifang came.

Although Jing Qinghe was annoyed, that's what happened.

……

In the room, it was very dim, and there were people who came here to pick up the lights, and the lights were bright in an instant.

"Presumably, the prince and princess, you are also hungry, why don't Luoxi go to the kitchen and serve dinner......" Luoxi opened his mouth to break the silence.

"No, you don't." King Chen opened his mouth to speak, and not long after his voice fell, outside the door, three maidservants brought dinner, and walked in slowly.

Luo Xi was a little embarrassed, she stood not far from the prince's side, and nodded smoothly: "Yes." ”

Prepare dishes and chopsticks.

"Luoxi, you can also sit down and eat together." Jing Qingran said.

There are a lot of dishes on the table, and the prefect is very welcoming. They couldn't finish eating.