Prince,Goodbye

Zhuang Ni LAN and Yu chenlai's sense of existence in the kitchen brush ended in failure.

And this time, the condensation month did not hand at all, mu Chenqing opened his mouth, and the two people were speechless.

As a result, the two left the kitchen reluctantly.

After two people left, the congealed month's braised fish and braised meat also quickly came out of the pot.

After putting all the things on the table, Cong Yue entertained mu Chenqing all night, just like entertaining an old friend.

Until a table of gourmet dishes are left empty, mu Chenqing elegant wipe off the corners of his mouth, turned away.

After mu Chenqing left, Cong Yue sat in the yard, looking up at the stars in the sky, with far-reaching eyes.

She seemed to be thinking about something, and she didn't seem to think about anything.

A Xuan tidies up the room, and as soon as she comes out, she sees the frozen moon in a daze.

The little girl went to the condensation month and sat down beside her. She was smiling: "Miss, what are you thinking about?"

The little girl seems to be in a good mood.

Cong Yue takes a glance at a Xuan, and quickly takes back her eyes. She wants to see the deep night again.

I saw, on the dark curtain, starlight dots, incomparably brilliant.

Like someone's deep eyes.

"Ah Xuan." Cong Yue hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked, "what do you think of the prince?"

A Xuan is stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect to ask this question directly.

However, after a Leng, the little girl broke out laughing: "hee hee! I knew, young lady, that you have been thinking about the prince again

Again?

Cong Yueyue's eyes move. She doesn't respond to this question. She just waits for a Xuan's next words.

A Xuan held her cheek in her hands and looked at the sky above her head. Her eyes gradually became dim and distant: "in fact, I always hated the prince before. Even if you are always attached to him, I don't like him, because he is so inhumane that he always breaks your heart for Miss Zhuang. "

"Later, after the appearance of xuanshizi, I even felt that maybe xuanshizi was your real one. Although xuanshizi was impulsive and his mouth was poisonous, at least ah Xuan could see that there was you in xuanshizi's heart. "

Does Xuan Hanxi have her in her heart?

Cong Yue pursed her lips and kept silent.

A Xuan couldn't see the change of Cong Yue's expression, and continued: "however, after I came to Chaoyan country, I found more and more that xuanshizi's temperament was not suitable to be with Miss, and the prince's highness seems to have changed recently."

"If the crown prince can be nice to the young lady all the time, it seems to be a good choice to let him be the future uncle of ah Xuan."

Condensation month helplessly laughs: "I am only 16 this year, do you want me to get married?"

"It's not a wish, it's Miss heartache!" A Xuan turned her head and looked at Cong Yue. Her face was full of seriousness: "over the years, I have watched the young lady suffer from torture and heartbreak for her royal highness. I am really distressed."

Condenses the moon and gathers her eyes. She doesn't want to let a Xuan see the emotion in her eyes.

Sorry, Xuan.

Even if I am really with mu Chenqing, the result is not what you want to see.

The next day, condensation month got up early, ready to have a look at the auction after breakfast.

Huai'an said that Yanjing's largest auction house will hold a grand auction, and she is going to take some pills to sell and first earn the money owed to Huai'an.

After washing and gargling, Cong Yue is about to go to the small kitchen to eat, but mu Chenqing suddenly enters the yard.

Condensation month Leng for a moment: "prince, how did you come?"

"Breakfast."

Mu Chenqing is concise and comprehensive, and two simple words illustrate the purpose.

"Er..." Condensation moon blinks, blinks again: "OK!"

Soon, mu Chenqing followed the condensation into the kitchen.

Condensation month checked the remaining materials in the kitchen and found that there was enough for two cold dishes.

Boil a pot of porridge, make some cold dishes, in this hot morning, is also a good choice.

Is preparing to wash rice under the pot, condensation month suddenly felt, a hot body standing behind.

Heart, no reason to miss a beat, condensation moon subconsciously turned around, as expected, mu Chenqing did not know when to stand behind.

At that time, the distance between them was less than 10 cm.

Lonely men and few women living in the same room, plus the condensation month, the mood of Mu Chenqing is always wrong. She is a little afraid to look mu Chenqing's eyes directly: "prince?"

Mu Chenqing bowed her head and looked at her shy eyes. The corners of her lips were hooked.

Did he smile?

Did you really laugh?!

Condensation month almost suspected that it was their own eyesight, but, that smile, is not fleeting, so, condensation month is very sure that she is not dazzled.Heart, beating faster and faster, is about to jump out of the chest.

Do you know what the safe distance is?

He is so close to her that she can't bear it!

All of a sudden, the body of the condensation month trembled.

I saw that mu Chenqing's arm, which was loaded behind her, actually moved!

He seems to want to move forward?

And in front of him is her

Cong Yue only felt that her chest seemed to have something in disorder, and her chest was almost broken by the frantic thumping.

Suddenly, her heart beat wildly.

Because, things didn't happen in the direction she thought.

Mu Chenqing's big hand is indeed stretched out, but it is not to want to do anything intimate with her.

He just took out a cleaned sweet potato.

In the frozen month surprised eyes, he indifferent way: "breakfast, I want to eat roast sweet potato."

Baked sweet potato?

Like a basin of cold water poured from the beginning, the condensation of the month only felt, a cool hit, from the hair has been cool to the foot.

The memory that is pressed in the bottom of my heart is slowly broken.

The night in my memory is dark and deep.

However, there is a crescent moon in the sky. Although it is not very bright, it can also light up the haze in people's hearts.

In the moonlight, the little boy and the little girl squatted by the cool pool. In front of them, there was a pile of bonfire, in which there was a sweet smell.

The little girl sniffed and showed a intoxicated expression: "how fragrant! How do you know how to eat sweet potato, brother

The little boy smile, good-looking face does not have the cold look now, only a gentle: "I once secretly saw the palace people roasted, then begged to eat. The roast sweet potato tastes sweet, soft and glutinous. It's very delicious. You'll know it later. "

After a while, the boy picked out sweet potatoes from the fire.

He resisted the hot temperature, pulled open the outer skin, exposed the golden sweet potato meat, and handed it to the girl's lips: "it's a little hot, you can eat it after blowing..."

"Hoo Whoa... " The little girl obediently blew several mouthfuls, and then carefully bit off a small mouthful of sweet potato meat.

For a moment, her flesh toot on the small face, showed a intoxicated expression: "good sweet!"

The little boy looked at her intoxicated expression and gave a brilliant smile.

In the heart of the little girl, the smile of the youth is sweeter than the taste of baked sweet potato.

"Cold world girl?"

All of a sudden, mu Chenqing made a voice, interrupted the thoughts of the condensation month.

Cong Yue quickly recalled herself. Under mu Chenqing's puzzled eyes, she quickly lowered her eyes and collected her thoughts in her eyes: "since the prince wants to roast sweet potatoes, I will make them for you."

Taking sweet potato from mu Chenqing's hand, she picked up the stove that had caught fire, and buried the sweet potato in the ashes under the fire.

She clapped it all and clapped it all! Next, as long as the sweet potato is roasted, you can eat it

After a meal, he added: "basically, when the porridge is cooked, the sweet potato can be baked."

Although she said this with a smile, her attitude was no longer warm.

This change of attitude is not obvious, but very subtle. If you are careless, you can't feel it at all.

However, mu Chenqing is not a careless person. He feels that the emotion of the condensation month is not right. His good-looking eyebrows frown slightly: "you Not happy? "

"Ah?" Cong Yue blinked her eyes. For a moment, she squinted with a smile: "how can you? Your highness still remembers that when I was a child, I couldn't have time to be happy. How could I be unhappy? "

There was no flaw in her smile.

Mu Chenqing looked at it in silence, dropped her eyes, and did not speak.

Soon, a breakfast was finished.

Although breakfast is not rich, there are only a few light cold dishes, a bowl of porridge and a large piece of baked sweet potato, but it is also appropriate to match.

In principle, such a breakfast level, quite can arouse people's appetite.

However, the condensation month is not a bit of appetite.

Mu Chenqing doesn't look like she has a lot of appetite.

He didn't know which nerve was wrong again, and he became the indifferent Prince again. He had a breakfast and was not as happy as last night.

"Miss, what's wrong with you and your Highness the prince?"

The atmosphere between the two is not strong, even a Xuan can see.

After mu Chenqing leaves, a Xuan asks.

Condensation month is fidgety to put a hand: "it's OK."

The mouth said nothing, but condensation month can not help but turn out that section of memories, and looked again.

She suddenly found that, perhaps these years, all people have misunderstood mu Chenqing.

Mu Chenqing showed hypocritical and friendly feelings to everyone, but she was indifferent to the original owner, not because she hated her.On the contrary, mu Chenqing was angry because she liked it too much.

In Mu Chenqing's heart, she always liked the original owner when she was a child. At that time, she was gentle and kind-hearted. She was not as delicate and arrogant as most young ladies in Beijing.

Therefore, mu Chenqing is willing to be close to her.

However, later, the original owner was encouraged by Zhuang Ni LAN, and became more and more violent, which was far from the clever image when he was a child.

Mu Chenqing will alienate, but because of disappointment.

A baked sweet potato opens the memory door of the condensation month.

About the original owner and mu Chenqing childhood past, she all remembered.