After the bath, while wiping her hair, her stomach began to cry. Then she remembered that it was so late that she hadn't had dinner. Besides, Rong Jue seemed to have said that she would come back to have dinner with her
As soon as the thought came down, the door was pushed open. She turned around and found that it was Rong Jue.
When Rong Jue came in, she saw that her coat and robe were very loose. She didn't pull it properly, and the buckle wasn't well. Her hair was half dry. Her face was pink, and her long neck was white and delicate.
As a whole, he is lazy and elegant, which is his most familiar appearance before.
In the past, she didn't like the belt buttons on her robes. She always thought it was troublesome. After bathing, she didn't like to do these. He took a look and looked away. "Listen to the chief doctor, you have fainted."
"Well."
After he came in, mu Qingge's nerves began to be a little tense. He was embarrassed to think that his clothes were not neat. He quickly reached for his robe.
When it was finished, she looked back at him and saw that Rong Jue was sitting at the table sipping tea. Her movements were elegant, her temperament was excellent, and her noble spirit was revealed.
"Don't stand. Come and sit down."
Rong Jue waved to Mu Qingge and poured her a cup of tea: "it's getting late. You should be hungry, right? The meal is ready, and the second Housekeeper will have it served in a moment. "
"Good."
At the thought of food, mu Qingge sat down, but she was still a little uncomfortable. She remembered that the room seemed to belong to the original owner and Rong Jue. Her heart leaped. Would she want to sleep with Rong Jue at night?
"Don't worry. I'll sleep in the west wing."
As if seeing what mu Qingge thought at a glance, Rong Jue said in a warm voice: "before your memory is restored, how can I sleep there?" As soon as he got back to the government, he knew that she had fainted again. He went to the chief doctor to find out, and then he knew that he could not stimulate her now.
She is around, but he can only see, can't touch, say not uncomfortable is false.
It's just that there's a long way to go.
Even if she can't remember him all her life, he can start over with her!
She will be his all her life!
"Yes, thank you." Jiuzhan magpie nest, mu Qingge in fact some embarrassed, "but they eat with us?"
Rong Jue gazed at her small face, "don't be a child, hungry early, they just ate in their own room."
"Oh, so it is."
After mu Qingge's words, the second housekeeper brought people to bring the meal. There were many dishes, and a table in the room was full. Mu Qingge looked at the dishes that were almost all her favorite. When she saw that Rong Jue's sense of tension and oppression was relieved, she just ate them.
Rong Jue's cold lips were slightly raised and gave her a bucket of chicken legs.
Mu light song a look, is her favorite chicken leg parts, "thank you."
She finished eating a chicken leg and put another fish maw in the bowl. She didn't feel disgusted and lowered her head to eat. So, before she eats a piece, there will be a piece of meat in the bowl. Mu Qingge originally wanted him to eat it, but after thinking about it, he just gave up. He can do whatever he likes.
However, Rong Jue was not so hungry as mu Qingge. Before she was full, he took the lead in putting down the bowl, pouring a cup of tea, sometimes sipping tea and sometimes bringing her vegetables.
After she had finished eating, it was three quarters of an hour.
This time, mu Qingge was very full. Finally, he sat on the chair with his stomach full and belched, "I've had enough to eat."
"You've been sleeping a lot today. I don't think you'll be able to sleep for a while. Why don't we go out for a walk?" Rong Jue glanced at her familiar action of touching her stomach. A smile flashed from the bottom of her eyes. She offered to pour her a cup of tea.
Mu Qingge said: "no, you don't have to pay attention to me. Go and do your own business."
Rong Jue brings her tea and sips it quietly.
The room suddenly quieted down.
They both sipped tea without saying a word.
They were so quiet in the room, drinking a cup of tea, until the third cup, Rong Jue stood up, staring at her face and said: "I'll go to the west wing to deal with things, you'll go out to eat later, you can find the housekeeper, you can also find me."
"Oh, yes."
Rong Jue stares at her eyes and moves twice. At last, he endures the impulse to touch her and turns to leave.
So, since that day, Rong Jue never reached out to touch mu Qingge. However, he would appear several times a day. He would definitely be with her at lunch time.
And occasionally she would meet him when she went out for a walk, and he was always very busy. No matter what time it was, he always stayed for a while, and there was something important to look for him when she was about to leave.
He left in a hurry again.
These days, accompanied by mu Qingge most is Hua Yiran, two people quickly get familiar with.
Perhaps because of the doctor's words, neither Rong Jue nor she dare to tell her too much about what happened before the original owner. While mu Qingge's mood relaxed, the number of headache appeared less and less.
On this day, mu Qingge is having dinner and taking advantage of the moonlight to take a walk with Hua Yiran outside. After a short walk, xing'er runs to one side of the field. Hua Yiran has no choice but to follow her closely.
Mu Qingge also followed with a smile, "don't be like you." After returning to Jue palace, mu Qingge has met Murong Shuyan, Duanmu Liuyue and Huangfu Lingtian.
"I wish he was sick." Hua Yiran had a bad headache. "In this way, I can at least live a few more years. When he was a child, he was very similar to the king of hell in your family. He didn't say a word."
Mu light Song Mou son a turn, "you grow up together from childhood?"
"Yes."
Hua Yiran said, "however, as a child, what I fear most is the living king of hell in your family. If he doesn't sing, someone will suffer. The sick man doesn't have so many bad ideas."
Mu Qingge laughs and looks at xing'er, who is trying to figure out where to jump. He suddenly thinks that Ji Ziyan and Rong Zhan are thinking so much. His heart is empty and he can't help but say: "zhan'er's character doesn't look like the Lord."
"Like you?" Hua Yiran knows that mu Qingge has met jueyan and zhan'er.
Mu Qingge drooped his eyes and shook his head, "I don't remember." In fact, it's a little like when she was a child in her last life. I don't know what kind of character the original owner is. Is it the same as her?
"Yes, you've lost your memory. How can you remember when you were a child?" Hua Yiran patted her head and felt more and more stupid.
Mu Qingge did not speak with a smile. At this time, there was a sound of footwork. They looked up and saw that it was Rong Jue. Hua Yiran saw that it was him, and laughed. He made an excuse to find his son to slip away.
Mu Qingge looks at it and turns a white eye. Every time Rong Jue comes to Hua Yiran, she will find a reason to slip away. She wants to give her a chance to chat with Rong Jue alone.
These days, mu Qingge has been used to it.