In the early morning, Min Qingrou was awakened by the sound of birds. Somehow, the chirp that originally disturbed people's dreams is now very pleasant to hear.

Because when she opened her eyes and saw Situ Yue still sleeping beside her, Min Qingrou suddenly felt full of happiness.

In the Chengwang Mansion before, she didn't dare to snooze. As Princess Cheng, she has to take care of things in the palace and take care of everything in King Cheng. She always has to pack everything before Situ Chi wakes up, and she always has to be dignified and dignified in front of him.

So King Cheng is not blessed, and he will never have the opportunity to see her current charming appearance, her charm is only shown for Situ Yue alone.

Min Qingrou half sat up and gently lay beside Situ Yue, looking at his tranquil sleeping face.

Her long strands of hair slipped down her snow-white shoulders and inadvertently spilled onto his arms. Min Qingrou didn't feel anything, but she was still stupid, looking at him blankly, as if it was a pleasure to look at him like this, even if she looked at it like this, she wouldn't get tired of it for a lifetime.

"Situ Yue, I feel like I'm dreaming. Is all this real? Why do I always feel like I'm still in a dream? If it's a dream, then let me not wake up! The reality is so cruel, I really would rather follow you like this for the rest of my life, don't think about anything, don't do anything, that's it...... That's ......."

Min Qingrou looked at Situ Yue for a long time, and suddenly gently pressed her cheek to his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat.

Feeling a cool wetness in his chest, Situ Yue's consciousness gradually sobered up.

"Rou'er?" he raised his hand to stroke Min Qingrou's hair, and gently ran her hair to comfort, "What's wrong? Are you crying? Did I hurt you last night?"

Hearing Situ Yue's comfort and feeling the warmth of his big hands, Min Qingrou's tears were even more fierce!

She wept silently, but she didn't know what she was crying for.

With Situ Yue's heart-to-heart acquaintance, she should have been happy, why?

Feeling Min Qingrou's strange appearance, Situ Yue slowly got up and gently pushed Min Qingrou away, but found that her fair little face was full of tears, and her expression was sad, which made him inexplicably heartache.

"Rou'er, what's wrong with you?"

Situ Yue raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face little by little, and asked softly.

These days, no matter what grievances she suffers, she has never cried so much. No matter what setbacks he experienced, he never saw her ever fear or retreat.

But today, he saw a hint of fear in her weeping face, a hint of indescribable panic. What was it that could have frightened her so much?

She is so strong, but at this moment, she is suddenly fragile like a porcelain doll, as if she will break if she touches it!

Situ Yue's brows furrowed, and when he saw that Min Qingrou just shook his head silently and didn't say anything, his heart became tighter and tighter.

"Rou'er, don't you still trust this king now? if you have any problems, just say it, this king will definitely be able to help you solve it!"

"Lord Wang!"

Min Qingrou suddenly threw herself into Situ Yue's arms in great trepidation and hugged him tightly.

"Lord, the concubine is afraid, she is afraid that one day if she does something wrong, the prince will punish the concubine like he punishes others! The concubine is not afraid of death, but I am afraid that I will no longer be able to be by the prince's side! Prince, can you promise the concubine, no matter what mistakes the concubine makes in the future, don't drive the concubine away? Even if you want the concubine to die, please let the concubine die by your side!"

Min Qingrou cried and begged bitterly, and inexplicable fear haunted her heart, making her always a little uneasy.

Situ Yue frowned, gently pushed her away and said with a reproachful tone: "Fool, why do you suddenly say such things? Is it because you were frightened by this king last night, so you are talking nonsense?"

Min Qingrou shook her head and grabbed Situ Yue's sleeve tightly, sobbing in a thick nasal voice: "Lord, the concubine is telling the truth! Do you promise the concubine to be good, if the concubine makes a mistake, you must forgive the concubine, you must not be angry for too long, okay?"

"Okay! This king promises you! But don't cry anymore! Don't say anything about making mistakes, don't say anything about not dying! Otherwise, this king will really be angry!" Stroking her somewhat cold little face, Situ Yue's tone became a little heavier.

He didn't like Min Qingrou's assumption at all, he had just tasted a hint of sweetness, how could she say such a sinister thing at this time?

What exactly is she worried about?

"Yes!

Min Qingrou took several deep breaths, and finally adjusted from the chaotic emotions just now.

Situ Yue was relieved when he saw that her mood had stabilized, but he was still uneasy and said, "Rou'er, is there anything on your mind? If so, don't hide it from this king." This king said that even if you do something wrong, this king will not care, don't you believe this king?"

Min Qingrou nodded hurriedly and said, "No, the concubine believes that the prince will not lie to me! The princess, the concubine can't think of it for a while, the princess doesn't have to worry! The concubine has already figured it out!"

"It's good to figure it out! Do you know that this king was startled by you just now? You have never cried in front of this king, Rou'er, don't cry again!"

Because he found that when Min Qingrou cried, he would even have heartache.

"Well, the concubine obeys!" Min Qingrou finally burst into tears and laughed. Then he looked at the sky outside and said, "Lord, get up quickly!

"It's not because you're crying, but it's urging this king to come now!

Situ Yue stretched out his hand and gently twisted Min Qingrou's nose, which was faintly red because of crying, and laughed teasingly.

"Lord Wang!" Min Qingrou's face flushed, and she couldn't help but argue in a coquettish voice: "It's obvious that the prince is greedy for sleep, and he still relies on his concubine!"

"Hahaha!"

Situ Yue hugged Min Qingrou and laughed heartily.

When the two of them got up, it was already about to be time, fortunately, they were clever and clever, and they had prepared all the things for the family sacrifice, saving a lot of time.

Thyme and Yun Rong had already changed their clothes and waited for a long time, but at this moment, when they saw Situ Yue and Min Qingrou coming, they hurriedly greeted them, squatted down and saluted.

"The concubine body sees the prince!"

"Excuse me!"

Situ Yue only replied lightly, and did not look at the two of them more.

Seeing this, Thyme smiled indifferently and said, "Lord, the concubine has already asked someone to clean the sacrificial hall!

Situ Yue nodded, turned around and took Min Qingrou's hand and said, "Rou'er, go in with this king!"

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

Min Qingrou nodded obediently, and walked into the hall with Situ Yue with a sweet smile on her face.

Thyme looked at the figure of the two of them and smiled coldly. Min Qingrou, you should be proud! Sooner or later, there will be a time for you to cry!

According to the ancestral teachings, after the third family sacrifice, the prince should have a vegetarian meal in the family temple, and then worship the Buddha for half a day, and he can not return to his residence until the evening.

Originally, after lunch, Min Qingrou was going to be by Situ Yue's side, but I don't know if she was too tired last night, or the voice of the Buddha was too boring, Min Qingrou dozed off frequently, and finally almost fell into Situ Yue's arms.

Situ Yue hurriedly stretched out his hand to hug her, and teased her funny: "It seems that Rou'er is really tired by this king!"

Min Qingrou's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she said angrily: "The prince will make fun of the concubine!

Situ Yue had an ambiguous face, and leaned close to Min Qingrou's ear and whispered evilly: "This is a good idea!" However, I am afraid that Rou'er has little strength and is not reliable, so she can't stop the king's attack!"

"Situ Yue!"

Min Qingrou's cheeks burned for a while, and she gritted her teeth and roared. No matter how many people were watching, they pushed Situ Yue away and grabbed the door!

Situ Yue stabilized his figure, looked up at Min Qingrou's figure rushing out in a panic, smiled lightly, and said to Yuan Qiao on the side: "Yuan Qiao, pass on the king's order, Concubine Rou doesn't have to accompany this king to worship the Buddha, let her go to the wing room to rest for a while!"

"Yes!

Yuan Qiao listened to it, and knew that the prince was sympathetic to his master, so he hurriedly went down to pass the word, but Situ Yue instructed again: "Take this king's mink fur over, it's cold outside, don't let Concubine Rou suffer the cold!"

"Yes!" Yuan Qiao hurriedly picked up the mink fur on the shelf again and went out to chase his master.

After fate left, Thyme and Yun Rong, who were hidden far away, glanced at each other, and tacitly began to act separately with each other.

Min Qingrou ran out of the Buddhist hall, covered her hot cheeks and ran to the pavilion in the courtyard, and took several deep breaths before finally suppressing the pounding of her heart.

Damn Situ Yue!

In front of the public, she actually said such ambiguous and inexplicable words!

Isn't this Situ Yue's temperament already becoming silent? Why is it that when he opens his mouth, he is full of vulgar things? It's like ...... Just like when I was in the paddock!

He always laughed at her for pretending to be dignified, and deliberately told some ambiguous jokes, so that she was so ashamed that she just wanted to find a hole to get into.

It's so embarrassing! It's good...... What a familiar feeling!

She seems to have seen the original Situ Yue again! hearty, loves to laugh, always has a narrow face, and always likes to use ambiguous words to anger her, which makes her annoyed or ashamed!

However, she loved this feeling very much! Being molested by her husband, she was ashamed but ashamed sweetly! It turned out that this was what Situ Yue wanted to express to her at the beginning?

But if Situ Yue had this idea about her at the beginning, why did he still watch her marry Situ Chi?

You know, that marriage ruined her life!

Suddenly sighed, she felt that the world made people, and it always made people repent when it was irretrievable.

"Master!"

was secretly sad, and Yuan Qiao ran over with a mink and carefully draped her.

"Why are you here?" Min Qingrou couldn't help but feel warm when she saw that it was Situ Yue's big coat on her body, and she reached out and wrapped it tightly.

"Master, the prince has a life, let you go to the wing room to rest!" Yuan Qiao smiled strangely, "It's still that the prince feels sorry for the master, and he knows that the master is tired, so he let him go!"

"Dead girl, you're going to make fun of me too!" Min Qingrou's face, which had just receded, immediately resurfaced, and glared at Yuan Qiao in shame.

"Okay, okay! Master, don't be angry! The slave knows that she is wrong! Let's go, it's cold outside, and the slave and maid will help you back to the wing!"

Yuan Qiao said, helped Min Qingrou up with a smile, and was about to go back to the wing, but when he turned around, he saw Thyme walking over with Mengyu.

"Sister Roufei is so interested! Don't you accompany the prince to worship the Buddha and come out to accompany our group of unfavored people to drink the northwest wind?"

Thyme is now in the Fragrance Garden, and she no longer pretends to be generous, and has taken off the halo of the princess, she is just a jealous and jealous woman!

Min Qingrou glanced at her, and her expression immediately recovered and said coldly: "Sister Princess is laughing! The concubine body does not have such a Buddha fate as her sister, and the concubine body is an ordinary man, so she is only worthy of staying by the prince's side to serve the prince!"

"Sister, don't be modest! If you can cultivate in this life, you can share the bed with the prince, and you don't thank your ancestors for accumulating virtue? Otherwise, with your humble status, can you climb into the prince's bed?"

Thyme's unceremonious ridicule made Min Qingrou's face slightly gloomy. She knew that Thyme was deliberately provoking!