Seeing Chai Qingyue wrapping herself into a silkworm pupa again, Murong Sichen laughed out loud.

Chai Qingyue in the bed is unclear, so why is Murong Sichen laughing at?

A small head was exposed from the quilt with dissatisfaction, and Chai Qingyue's tone was slightly unhappy: "Why are you laughing? Why can't you stop?"

Murong Sichen coughed twice, and finally stopped laughing, but there was still a smile on his lips: "I'm not laughing at anything, I just think Qingyue is very cute."

Chai Qingyue rolled her eyes in the direction of Murong Sichen without hesitation. She couldn't sleep, so she got out of bed and got a piece of clothes, walked to the opposite Murong Sichen to sit down.

I picked a book of scriptures randomly and read them. What did Chai Qingyue look at? What a reason, a headache for no reason, it would be better to be dazed in the bed? I really don’t know how Murong Sichen reads such a boring book so seriously.

Chai Qingyue, who couldn't stand the boredom, decided to harass Murong Sichen.

Putting the book casually and letting it turn the pages by itself, Chai Qingyue supported her chin with one hand, pursed her lips and asked Murong Sichen: "How did you read such a boring book?"

"Is it boring? Don't you think it's." Murong Sichen flipped through the book in his hand, holding the cover of the book back and forth, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

"Are you used to it?" Chai Qingyue felt incredible. Could this be a habit?

Then your habits are not good enough!

Chai Qingyue curled her lips without a trace, and she complained in her heart.

Murong Sichen was watched by Chai Qingyue, and he couldn't read the book anymore. He had no choice but to put the book on the table, marked it, and prepared to continue reading tomorrow.

"You haven't read such a boring book since you were a child, are you?" Seeing Murong Sichen's intention to chat with him, Chai Qingyue continued to ask.

After receiving Murong Sichen's affirmative answer, Chai Qingyue showed an incredible expression, and her almond eyes were twice as big as usual.

"Why are you so surprised? Shouldn't this be all homework?" Looking at Chai Qingyue's expressions, it was Murong Sichen's turn to show a puzzled expression, with a little anxious tone.

Chai Qingyue suddenly smiled, as if she was relieved. A royal family like Murong Sichen dared not skip classes and play some fun jokes when she didn't mention not doing her homework. She should have discovered it from the last Lantern Festival.

"What are Qingyue laughing at now?" Chai Qingyue's performance made Murong Sichen even more confused.

Chai Qingyue closed the smile on her face, looked at Murong Sichen with a slight sympathy, sighed, and deliberately said to Murong Sichen in a mature tone: "It seems that you lived a very boring life when you were a child."

"Hmm?" Murong Sichen raised his eyebrows and signaled Chai Qingyue to continue to say.

Chai Qingyue was not polite, and told Murong Sichen some interesting stories about her childhood.

"Once, in order to escape the homework assigned by my father, I climbed over the wall from the private school and went out to the teahouse on the street next door for the afternoon, and stayed directly until the store was making a proof at night."

Murong Sichen looked at Chai Qingyue with disbelief. He had never experienced such a rebellious thing, and he could not even think about it.

This is a rebellious education that Murong Sichen has always received, and this is extremely disrespectful to his teacher. If his father knows it, the consequences will be unthinkable.

Chai Qingyue saw Murong Sichen's expression and knew that people like Murong Sichen would not have such experiences. Driven by curiosity, Chai Qingyue asked Murong Sichen if there were anything particularly interesting when he was a child.

Murong Sichen tilted his head and thought for a long time, and finally thought of something quite interesting: "There are probably one or two interesting things. But I can't remember it very clearly. I only remember that one year Taihu Lake sent a strange stone, which looked very strange."

"Doesn't a stone fished out from a lake look a little strange? Why is it very interesting?" Chai Qingyue didn't quite understand how such a thing could be considered an interesting thing?

Murong Sichen shook his head and retorted pale and weakly: "It's just that he looks very strange. The local magistrate specially sent it to the capital."

"Then what's so strange about it?" Chai Qingyue had no choice but to continue asking.

Murong Sichen shook his head slightly and recalled the strange stone hard. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "I only remember it was a ocher-red piece. I could vaguely distinguish what words, and only what words were. I couldn't remember them all at once."

Chai Qingyue smiled and ruthlessly mocked Murong Sichen: "What kind of interesting thing do you think of? Isn't it just a broken stone? There are so many things in the countryside. If you go to the country roads and go to the country roads, you will find that there are many strange little stones."

"That strange stone from Taihu Lake is so big, it is not something that ordinary people can find in the countryside." Murong Sichen was still trying to make the final struggle, refuting powerlessly.

However, these have no lethality in Chai Qingyue's eyes, and they cannot arouse Chai Qingyue's curiosity at all.

"I'll tell you the interesting stories of my childhood. Yours are so boring." Chai Qingyue stretched out, picked up a cup of tea, cleared her throat, and prepared to talk to Murong Sichen about her glorious deeds back then.

Chai Qingyue talked about the fact that she had climbed up trees and dug bird nests and went down the river to catch fish and shrimps, and she kept showing a proud smile on her face, as if the general who returned from victory on the battlefield was bragging about his magical martial arts with others. After that, Chai Qingyue felt that it was a very beautiful and worth remembering thing to be able to sit under the oil lamp and talk with Murong Sichen like this.

On this night, Chai Qingyue wrote many childhood stories, most of which were facts Chai Qingyue himself experienced, and some were casual chats heard from neighbors.

Murong Sichen handed Chai Qingyue a cup of tea to moisten his throat. Chai Qingyue took it naturally. When he took the tea cup, his finger accidentally touched Murong Sichen's hand. Chai Qingyue was excited and did not notice it.

But Murong Sichen, who had been paying attention to Chai Qingyue, hurriedly withdrew his hand. The place where Chai Qingyue gently swept by it felt a numb feeling, and Murong Sichen's heartbeat also accelerated.

Listening to Chai Qingyue's nagging, Murong Sichen began to feel that the so-called land of Jingshui also had many happinesses that he had never known. It was a kind of thing called "childish fun", which he had never known and would not have experienced as a prince in a high position.
Chapter completed!