"Are you stupid?" Chai Qingyue finally asked what she said she had been holding her heart all night, and instantly felt much more relaxed.

When Murong Sichen first arrived at Dongjie Market tonight, he was shocked by the prosperity of Dongjie Market. He was like the stupid son of the landlord's family next door. He looked strange in everything, but he was very calm and pretended to be calm.

"Ah?" Murong Sichen felt a little confused when he was suddenly scolded by Chai Qingyue, and looked at Chai Qingyue at a loss. It was Murong Sichen's turn to become a child who had made a mistake and stood in front of Chai Qingyue.

"Puchi." Looking at the man who was much taller than him in front of him and standing in front of him with a grievance, Chai Qingyue felt that the scene was really funny, so she laughed out loud.

Murong Sichen was even more puzzled and immediately turned black.

Chai Qingyue hurriedly pulled Murong Sichen's sleeve and explained: "Don't be angry, I have no other intentions."

They all started to laugh at me, and there was no other meaning.

Murong Sichen turned his head slowly, and did not look at Chai Qingyue, but his face seemed to be darker.

On tiptoe, Chai Qingyue stretched out her hand to beat Murong Sichen's awkward face: "Didn't we agree to go out for a trip today? If you went to the field to grab the "Lan King" just now, wouldn't it be exposed?"

Murong Sichen still looked puzzled.

Chai Qingyue felt that she really wanted to laugh, and she endured it so hard. However, after looking at Murong Sichen with a more stinky face, Chai Qingyue still held it back, but her tone of speaking was still trembling with a smile: "I can't guarantee that there are no people in the court among the spectators below. If you meet one or two who forget to come out with your brain, your identity will be exposed."

In fact, Murong Sichen didn't care about his brain when he went out today.

After hearing Chai Qingyue's explanation, Murong Sichen said that he understood Chai Qingyue's good intentions and his face relaxed a lot.

"Okay, let's go, then let's go to the west to take a walk?" Chai Qingyue looked at Murong Sichen flatteringly.

"Um."

Finally, I no longer look at the face like that.

Chai Qingyue took Murong Sichen for a long time and when she was about to walk back to the prince's mansion, she found that she was sleepy and hungry, and her legs were very tired.

Yes, around the entire East Street Market, Chai Qingyue felt that it was time to eat another bowl of Lantern Festival.

Realizing that Chai Qingyue was getting slower and slower, Murong Sichen spoke cares: "What's wrong? Are you too tired of shopping today?"

Chai Qingyue felt so tired that she didn't want to speak anymore, so she just nodded, even if she had answered Murong Sichen's question.

Seeing that the person next to him could not walk anymore, Murong Sichen mocked him angrily: "Oh, you can't walk anymore? I don't know who it is, and he swears that he doesn't need a carriage to follow him."

Even if it was a traveling in a condom, Murong Sichen originally planned to ask the housekeeper to prepare a slightly simpler carriage, parked on the avenue of the East Street Market to wait, and when he was tired of playing, he could take the carriage back home. Unexpectedly, Chai Qingyue refused and said that he could walk back after playing, so he could enjoy the rare night view.

"I don't care. Even if I climb, I will climb back." Chai Qingyue responded stubbornly when hearing the mockery in Murong Sichen's words.

Murong Sichen felt angry and funny, and finally walked forward helplessly, squatted in front of Chai Qingyue, and said reluctantly: "Come up, I'll carry you back."

Chai Qingyue thought of Murong Sichen being so generous, and hesitated: "This...this is not very good."

"Don't talk nonsense." Murong Sichen felt that he had already lost face. Unexpectedly, Chai Qingyue was still hesitant. He was really unhappy, so he said something bad. "I feel like, don't be too slow. Otherwise, with your current speed, when you walk back to the prince's mansion, it will be dawn."

Maybe the atmosphere between us and Murong Sichen today is too harmonious, or maybe the snacks in the East Street Market are very consistent with Chai Qingyue's taste, which makes Chai Qingyue feel very happy, or maybe the festive atmosphere of the Zhongyuan Festival is too ambiguous. Chai Qingyue was in a little bit of trouble and then entrusts the weight of her whole body to Murong Sichen's generous back.

"Chai Qingyue, what did you eat today? Why is it so heavy?" Murong Sichen, who was almost kicked by the sudden weight on his back, muttered loudly in Chai Qingyue's ear.

Chai Qingyue pushed back with dissatisfaction: "I have digested it now and I am hungry again. How could it be heavy? It must be because you are useless, so you think I am heavy."

Murong Sichen felt funny: "You are hungry so soon? Really, you are really not taken out by your parents in the pigpen and raised them wrongly for so many years?"

It turns out that the noble prince Murong Sichen is not inferior to others when he argues with others. It seems that the rumor is that the prince is good at eloquent and eloquent.

Murong Sichen was chatting with Chai Qingyue in a mess, and the crowd in the East Street Market was gradually dissipating, the lights of the lanterns gradually faded, and the moonlight began to play her role.

The soft and uncool moonlight illuminated the way home of Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue.

When Murong Sichen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the door of the Prince's Mansion was not far away in front of him, he wanted the person on his back to walk down the ground.

"Qingyue, you're almost home, come down." Murong Sichen said softly to the person on his back. However, Chai Qingyue, who had already fallen asleep, could not hear Murong Sichen talking to him, moved, found a relatively comfortable place, turned her head, and then went to bed.

Murong Sichen had no choice but to carry Chai Qingyue back to Yingxue Pavilion, and put Chai Qingyue on the bed. It was a bit loud. Chai Qingyue was suddenly awakened.

Looking at the furnishings in the house, Chai Qingyue knew that she was already on the bed of the Prince's Mansion. She spoke solemnly to Murong Sichen, who was still tucking a quilt for her, and said, "Si Chen, thank you today, I'm very happy."

Murong Sichen's hand paused significantly, and then he quickly tidied up the bedding for Chai Qingyue in a concealed manner, and replied in a voice that was so light that Chai Qingyue could hardly hear: "Thank you too, Qingyue, I'm very happy too."
Chapter completed!