"How come Qingyue is free to come today?" I was sure that Chai Qingyue's whole body was warm, and Qin Changyong asked out the doubts in his heart. Yesterday, because he slept late and thought too much in his heart, Qin Changyong seemed a little unsatisfied today. His pair of peach blossoms were two black blue circles.

Chai Qingyue gently placed the teacup on the table, supported her chin and replied to Qin Changyong's question: "It's nothing, I just miss you, so come and see you. Changyong, did you not have a good rest last night? I think you are not in good spirits."

Qin Changyong smiled slightly and shook his head: "No, it's just a headache, it's okay."

"What a headache?" Chai Qingyue immediately became nervous, hurriedly stood up and walked behind Qin Changyong, stretched out her hand to rub Qin Changyong's temples, and said in a soft voice, "It's a headache, then I'll rub it for you."

Qin Changyong smiled with satisfaction, closed his eyes comfortably and enjoyed it.

Feeling Chai Qingyue's gentle fingertips gently rotating on his temples, the headache seemed to have relieved a lot. Qin Changyong raised his hand to hold Chai Qingyue's hand and pulled Chai Qingyue into his arms.

"It's much better. Thank you for your hard work."

"Not hard work."

Although the two had a little awkward before, the people they love don’t need too much words to explain. They will understand the other person’s meaning and know that the other person is for their own good.

The atmosphere in the room was still very warm. As they chatted, they talked about the spring exam that had just ended recently. Although the candidates had already taken the exam, the result was not yet reached. The candidates in the capital were worried whether they could make it to the list.

"Changyong, how do you feel about this year's spring exam?" Chai Qingyue still asked this question she was most concerned about, and she was worried that the result this year would still be unsatisfactory, and Qin Changyong would feel uncomfortable again.

Qin Changyong sighed, practiced and shook his head, and the frustration on his face could not be concealed. The moment he left the exam room, Qin Changyong knew that he was about to fail the spring exam this year again.

Chai Qingyue took the initiative to reach out and pinch Qin Changyong's palm, conveyed her comfort through the warmth of her palm, and comforted her softly: "Don't think too much, this year doesn't work, there will be next year. I believe you, Changyong. You will definitely pass the exam."

Qin Changyong smiled bitterly, and his bitter smile made Qin Changyong's facial features a little distorted.

Qin Changyong was shocked by this kind of shock, so he had to increase the strength of his hands and squeeze Qin Changyong's palm heavily.

"I'm fine." Qin Changyong shook his head, not knowing whether this sentence was comforting Chai Qingyue or himself.

Chai Qingyue was still worried and asked worriedly, and then said, "Is it really okay?"

Qin Changyong nodded and signaled that Chai Qingyue was really fine. Chai Qingyue finally came to rest assured, but she threw her seat in her seat and stared at Qin Changyong.

"Qingyue." Qin Changyong felt uncomfortable and called out.

Chai Qingyue immediately adjusted her sitting posture, supported her chin with both hands, and synthesized her palms into a flower shape, and her tone became cheerful: "What's wrong?"

He swallowed his saliva nervously, and the round Adam's apple slid a little. Qin Changyong said with a nervous mood: "Murong Sichen is the prince, you are the legitimate princess now. I think, can you use your identity and Murong Sichen's power to help me be compatible with the examiner and see if I can make my name appear on the list?"

After listening to Qin Changyong's complete narrative, Chai Qingyue was shocked to the spot, her hands and feet were stiff, and she became cold from head to toe. Her heart seemed to have fallen into an ice lake, and her whole body could not move.

Chai Qingyue blinked a pair of slightly red almond eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed down unconsciously. She lowered her head and sniffed, and Chai Qingyue began to cry in a low voice.

Disappointment, confusion, and discomfort all over the place. Chai Qingyue couldn't control herself, and the corners of her eyes became wet, with mixed feelings, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.

As soon as Chai Qingyue cried, Qin Changyong had no choice but to sit opposite him with a helpless look on his face, and could only say dryly in his mouth: "Don't cry, Qingyue, I was wrong, okay? If we don't go, don't cry, okay?"

Qin Changyong's soft comfort still played a role. Chai Qingyue finally stopped the sob, and tears were forced back to his eyes by Chai Qingyue.

"I'm not in a hurry!" Qin Changyong took Chai Qingyue's hand to apologize, "I was blinded by lard for a while. Can Qingyue forgive me? I really know I was wrong."

Chai Qingyue did not answer, nor did she shake her head and refuse or nodded to agree.

Qin Changyong suddenly felt his heart tightened and subconsciously felt that the situation was developing in a bad direction, but Qin Changyong felt powerless.

Chai Qingyue, who had calmed down, spoke to Qin Changyong in a hoarse voice, "Changyong, what are you thinking now?"

In fact, what Chai Qingyue wanted to ask more is, Changyong, why did you become like this now? Why...? You were so upright and so jealous of evil, how could you think of relying on power to seek personal gain for yourself?

"I..." Qin Changyong said the word "I", but he didn't know what to say.

The room fell silent for a moment, and neither Qin Changyong nor Chai Qingyue spoke anymore. Chai Qingyue suddenly felt that she and Qin Changyong became much stranger. What was the difference?

Chai Qingyue really couldn't figure it out. For Qin Changyong, she tried her best to protect her chastity. She wanted to hand over her fallen red to her beloved person. She was forced to trap in the prince's mansion and tried every means to contact Qin Changyong. What was wrong?

Rubbing the forehead, Chai Qingyue shook her head gently, sighed, but still didn't say anything.

"Qingyue, have you, have you fallen in love with that bastard Murong Sichen?" Qin Changyong hesitated and asked.

The words of Chai Qingyue's personal maid Xiaoyu, Chai Qingyue's reaction today, the situation where Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue went out shopping on the Lantern Festival, all these scenes came to my mind one by one, and Qin Changyong's suspicion became increasingly serious.

Qin Changyong's question made Chai Qingyue stunned. This sentence made Chai Qingyue feel like a joke. What did he become in Qin Changyong's eyes when he worked hard to protect his chastity and feelings?

Because I had cried before, Chai Qingyue felt that she could no longer shed tears at this time, and just stared at Qin Changyong blankly. She really couldn't believe that the person she was thinking about was just in front of her and fell in love with others.
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