Chapter 796

"What are you talking about?" Rong Jue glances at the direction of Hua Yiran's departure and looks down at mu Qingge's small face. Since she came back, her words have been much less because she is unfamiliar with him.

Most of the time, it's him who finds the topic first.

He was not good at chatting, but he could always find a topic when facing her.

Mu Qingge coughed softly, avoiding his burning sight, "talking about your childhood." After that, he worried that the next topic would become awkward. Without waiting for him to speak, he asked, "by the way, when will Yan'er and zhan'er come back?"

This is the first time that she mentioned two children to him. Rong Jue softened in her heart and said in a soft voice, "when the war is over, zhan'er will come back."

"Where's the kid?" Mu Qingge asks urgently.

"Little boy?" Rong Jue glared at her and repeated the three words in a soft voice.

Mu Qingge was stunned. She didn't expect that she would say these three words subconsciously. She felt that her address was not very good. "That, sorry, it's Yan'er."

"Don't worry. That's what you used to call him." Seeing her uneasiness, Rong Jue reached over and rubbed her head. After rubbing, she remembered that she was avoiding him like a snake or a scorpion.

He drew back his hand and wanted to apologize, but mu Qingge didn't seem to notice. He didn't dodge. He looked up and asked in surprise, "I used to call it that, too?" After that, he thought to himself: the original owner is really the same as her. When he meets a child he likes, he is always called by a little child.

"Well."

Rong Jue nodded and told her about her relationship with Ji Ziyan.

He said that he would listen to Mu Qingge. After listening to it, he felt very familiar and kind, as if he had experienced it personally. He laughed while listening to it, but his head didn't feel painful.

In fact, Rong Jue's words are not pleasant to hear, and she is not good at describing them. But I don't know why, mu Qingge is very attentive.

When she heard that she was forgetful, she stretched out her hand to pull his sleeve and raised her head: "let's talk about the little boy and zhan'er these years!"

There must be a lot of interesting things about the two beautiful children.

Rong Jue didn't answer. She looked down at her hand holding his sleeve.

Mu Qingge suddenly retracted his hand.

Rong Jue frowned and suddenly regretted that he had bowed his head. "Song..."

"It's getting late!" Mu Qingge suddenly interrupted his words, eyes dodged, "I, I want to go to bed, you also go to bed early!" Finish saying, the body turns, ran away.

Rong Jue looked at her back with a deep look.

Mu Qingge covers her face and runs back, beating like a drum.

How could she suddenly pull someone's sleeve? What's more, she is very familiar with the gesture of reaching out for her hand. She even takes the soft soft cotton of coquetry with her words. Did she have a wind?

Mu Qingge regretted for her action, so she tossed and turned one night and didn't sleep well. When the sound of the third shift had already sounded, she fell asleep.

The next day, she woke up at sunrise.

When she was cleaning, two servant girls asked her, "princess, you didn't sleep well last night?"

Mu Qingge wrung his wet towel hand and answered. One of the two maids was Qingluo and the other was Yuzhu. Qingluo covered her mouth and said with a smile, "the Lord used to have three meals with you a few days ago. Today you haven't woken up. The Lord's breakfast has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Yuzhu nodded and echoed: "yes, the maidservants wanted to ask the Lord if they wanted to wake you up, but the LORD said no, let you have a good rest. The prince is very kind to you, princess. "

"Is it?"

Mu Qingge wiped his face with a complicated look.

To be honest, no matter the two maids or Hua Yiran, everyone says that Rong Jue is good to her. Of course, she can really feel her kindness.

It's just, is this really for her?

As long as you think of these, mu Qingge feels guilty and short of breath.

All this should belong to the original owner!

With this in mind, mu Qingge glanced around the room. Since she fainted that day, Rong Jue asked people to erase many traces left by the original owner, so that she would not recall too much, for fear of stimulating her.

"Princess, how about the maidservants bring you breakfast?" Two servant girls don't know what Mu light song thinks in the heart, ask a way.

Mu Qingge came back and asked, "how long is it before lunch?"

"More than an hour."

"Just bring me a bowl of porridge to fill my stomach."

"Yes."

As soon as the two servant girls went down, Hua Yiran led her son into the room. As she came in, she tut tut said, "Geer, you wake up late enough."

"Why, I woke up late and got in your way?"

Mu Qingge was very angry. He thought of a paper crane he had folded when he was bored last night and waved to the child: "xing'er, come here and give you something to play with."

"Good!"

Xing'er ran to him crisply. Mu Qingge held him hand in hand and took a thousand paper cranes from the desk. "Here, here you are."

"Take a good look. Thank you, Cham er's mother!" Children like such a gadget, a look like, "Cham son mother really powerful, this is like a bird, wings so wide ah!"

"Don't you like broad wings?"

"Well, I like it. Wide wings, high flying, far flying!" After that, he raised his little face to see Hua Yiran, pursed his lips and said, "however, my mother's wife is not as skillful as Zhan er's mother's wife. She doesn't understand these things. Father knows more than mother's wife."

Mu Qingge pick eyebrows, can't help laughing: "however, you are despised by your son."

"You're the only one who talks

Hua Yiran snorted and patted her son on the head. When she thought of something, she put her hands on her chest and said, "son, only one person can understand this kind of thing. Zhan er's father certainly can't understand it."

Xing'er looked up at Xiang Mu Qingge: "is it true, cham'er's mother?"

"..." she didn't know!

Hua Yiran said, "Ge'er, even if you don't remember, I grew up with the living king of hell. I know him too well. He doesn't understand these things."

Mu Qingge thought of Rong Jue, but his mood was still a little complicated. He guessed: "do you not understand or disdain to understand?" Rong Jue doesn't look like someone who can do this.

Hua Yiran stares, "disdain to understand, also do not understand!"

"Well, you don't want to understand, do you?"

Mu Qingge saw her hair, blinked at her in an instant, Hua Yiran was very happy in an instant, "yes, you are so right, I also disdain to understand."

Mu Qingge feels funny. At this time, Qingluo Yuzhu also brings food for her. She chats with Hua Yiran while eating.

After eating, she thought about it and said, "well, why don't you tell me something about the past?"

Seeing the objects left by the original owner, she still had a deep doubt in her heart, and she wanted to find out as soon as possible.

"Good."

Hua Yiran took her son's hand and said, "yes."“ But the room is too stuffy. Let's go out and talk

"Good."