Because someone else in the courtyard had already cleaned up the room where Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue lived. Lan Jin walked to the east wing and silently packed up his bed, put all the things in it, and then went out and knocked on the door.

After locking the door, Lan Jin didn't go in, and shouted into the room through the door: "Your Highness, the hot spring pool has been packed out. How dare you ask if Your Highness is going now?"

After Lan Jin finished speaking, she couldn't get a response from the people in the room, so she had to continue to bite the bullet and shout, "Your Highness."

The people in the room seemed to have finally heard Lan Jin's voice and made some noise. Murong Sichen said calmly: "No need for now."

Lan Jin responded "Yes" and walked away silently, feeling that she should not bother the master and his wife, so as not to hear or see something that she should not know.

In the room, Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue were looking at each other stiffly, and both of them remained silent tacitly, not as charming as Lan Jin thought.

"No matter what, thank you." Chai Qingyue took the initiative to break the embarrassing silence and expressed her sincere gratitude to Murong Sichen. At least Murong Sichen gave him enough respect, which was different from the initial impression.

Murong Sichen didn't know why, although Chai Qingyue's attitude towards him improved a lot, she still had a sense of alienation, and it was this alienation that made Murong Sichen feel inexplicably unhappy.

The unforgettable Wuming fire made Murong Sichen's face look bad, and his gloomy face made Chai Qingyue really hard to figure it out. He was grateful to the other party, shouldn't he be a little happy?

Seeing Chai Qingyue's puzzled gaze, Murong Sichen was even more upset and spoke with resentment: "It's nothing. I should be tired after riding in the carriage for so long. Let's go down and rest first."

Chai Qingyue was a little confused. She couldn't figure out why Murong Sichen suddenly became unhappy. She even asked specifically: "What's wrong with you? You're in a bad mood? Why do you look very unhappy?"

......

Murong Sichen was stunned. Since Chai Qingyue had already seen that she was a little angry now, why was she still so indifferent? Shouldn’t she let go of her attitude and comfort her?

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired." Murong Sichen spoke again and said even more unkindly, "I'll go down and rest first."

After saying that, without waiting for Chai Qingyue to react, Murong Sichen shook his sleeves and left, leaving Chai Qingyue in a daze.

How come Murong Sichen can immediately break these illusory goodwills every time he has a slightly changed impression of Murong Sichen? Chai Qingyue feels that he is really unpredictable. He is just a child who has not grown up and is just a tantrum for no reason.

Chai Qingyue rubbed her dizzy head and squeezed her sore shoulders. She was really tired after sitting in the carriage for so long. She ignored Murong Sichen's sudden bad mood. Chai Qingyue looked around and was very satisfied with the arrangement in the room, so she went to rest with satisfaction.

Lan Jin, who was busy in the yard, saw Murong Sichen and Chai Qingyue coming out of the main room one after another, noticed the strange atmosphere between them, and thought it would be better not to come forward to disturb him, and it would be better to do things silently.

I was so tired when I was riding in the carriage in the afternoon. Chai Qingyue fell asleep as soon as she touched her pillow. She slept very soundly, while Murong Sichen, who was on the side, turned around and came back and couldn't sleep.

Murong Sichen, who was sleepless, simply got up to see Chai Qingyue and found that someone had already gone to meet Duke Zhou. Murong Sichen felt that he was so angry that he felt so painful.

Chai Qingyue's sleeping appearance was not very honest. She had one foot kicked the quilt and put it on the quilt. Murong Sichen had no choice but to bend over and stuff Chai Qingyue's legs into the quilt and press the corners of the quilt.

It's really...

As she sighed in her heart, Murong Sichen smiled helplessly, not even realizing that the corners of her mouth were always upturned, and her face was filled with the tenderness of pampering.

Chai Qingyue, who had been in the carriage for more than an hour, felt really tired. After waking up, it was already late. The sun was shining in the villa, looking through the windows above the bed, it added a bit of hazy beauty.

Rubbing his eyes, Chai Qingyue slowly supported her upper body and looked around in confusion. After a while, she realized that she had been brought to the Hot Spring Villa by Murong Sichen in the afternoon.

Suddenly changing the place, Chai Qingyue was a little uncomfortable. After a while, she realized that she was really not in the East Palace. She got out of bed and touched the table, touched the teapot, and found that it was warm. Chai Qingyue poured herself a cup.

However, as soon as the cup was delivered to his mouth, the door was pushed open. Murong Sichen stood against the light, and Chai Qingyue was a little stunned for a moment.

I have always thought that Murong Sichen had a good aura, but I didn't expect that he was so tall. Chai Qingyue only felt that he could only look up and look up.

The loose black daily clothes lack a lot of complex patterns and decorations. Although they are just the simplest and ordinary style, they are better because the fabric is good. When Murong Sichen wears them, they have a more calm and self-righteous temperament.

"Are you awake?" Murong Sichen walked into the house against the light. Although his face relaxed a lot, it was still not good. Murong Sichen said this, then he did not make a sound and walked straight to the table and sat down.

Seeing Murong Sichen like this, Chai Qingyue simply stopped drinking water, put down her cup, sat next to Murong Sichen, and looked at Murong Sichen with a little guilty conscience.

"I think it's time for us to have a good talk." Murong Sichen pointed at the table with his finger and sat upright.

Chai Qingyue, who had just woken up, was still confused and sat down obediently as Murong Sichen said. The red marks on her face that she was not honest when she was sleeping had not completely disappeared.

Murong Sichen forcibly suppressed the urge to touch his face, retracted his hands without any trace, maintained a sash posture, and looked at Chai Qingyue leisurely.

"What are you talking about?" Chai Qingyue asked stumbledly, for some reason why Murong Sichen made her feel even more guilty.

Murong Sichen held his forehead helplessly. Is it Chai Qingyue pretending to be stupid? Or is she really not sure?

After clearing his throat, Murong Sichen spoke, "Don't you think this relationship is a bit strange?"

"Well, is it strange?" Chai Qingyue blinked her eyes, continued to pretend to be stupid, and asked with a little confusion.

Murong Sichen held Chai Qingyue's shoulder hard and tried hard to prevent himself from getting angry. This woman who had been playing Tai Chi with him was really annoyed, but it was not easy to get angry.

"Don't you think the current mode of getting along with us is awkward?" Murong Sichen took advantage of the gap between him and moved closer to Chai Qingyue and swept Chai Qingyue with his oppressive eyes, "It's time for us to have a good talk."

Chai Qingyue subconsciously wanted to hide back, but her shoulders were tightly held and could not move at all, so she had to agree with grievance and say yes.
Chapter completed!