But Chu Changge didn't seem to hear her words. The corners of his mouth were slightly crooked, and his face overflowed with tenderness. "Yunshu is most annoyed to talk to stupid people. Don't bother her."
The saint frowned and swearing again. Are people in Central Plains used to speaking like this? The woman, Murong Yunshu, talks like a Book of heaven.
As time goes by, spring comes and autumn comes, the green trees begin to age, but Murong Yunshu's good mood has just begun.
For the past three months, Murong Yunshu has been regarded as a guest of honor by the five poison sect, enjoying the treatment of empress dowager, which is no worse than his days in Murong mansion.
But the mood really overcast to clear up, or from last night just began. This morning, to be exact. After all, after midnight, it's the next day.
Thinking of what happened last night, Murong Yunshu could not help but raise the corner of his mouth and smirk at the book in his hand.
Standing on the left and right sides, the servant girl who served and guarded looked at each other. What was she laughing at? Both of them are at a loss. They really don't understand why Murong Yunshu laughs inexplicably. If they put that smile on other people's faces, they still think they are suffering from neuropathy. But the two maids didn't let the problem puzzle them for a long time, because they were used to being passers-by who didn't know the truth. After all, there are some problems that people in their position can't figure out. For example, why did Chu Changge stay in prison while Murong Yunshu stayed on holiday drinking tea, reading books, writing and painting?
At first, they didn't dare to ask questions. Later, when they got familiar with Murong Yunshu, they began to ask her some questions. But her answers were always so esoteric that they couldn't understand and didn't speak. The more they listened, the more confused they became. So they stopped asking questions and let the questions rot in their stomach. They listened to the arrangement of the saint.
"Miss Murong, what would you like for lunch?" Asked the white maid.
Murong Yunshu put down the book, thought about it, said a few dishes, and finally added, "another pot of old flower carving."
The maid in white looks at the maid in black in surprise. Is this the abnormal situation that the saint said?
Black dress servant girl also a face don't understand, "young lady mood not good?" It is said that if a person who never drinks drinks drinks suddenly, or drinks by himself, it is mostly because he is in a bad mood.
"No, I'm in a good mood." Murong Yunshu said with a smile.
"Then why do you want to drink?"
"Celebrate."
"To celebrate what?"
"Happy event."
The maid in black still wants to ask "what's the happy event?" but she swallows it again. It's not that she's suddenly not curious, but that even if she asks, she can't get the answer.
"I'm going to tell the kitchen to prepare." The maid in black winked at the maid in white. They went out of the yard one by one and muttered outside.
Murong Yunshu had a good view of the two men's small movements. He only gave a faint smile, then picked up the book again, and was stunned.
Thoughts fly around, and the situation of last night reappears in my mind
Half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard someone gently call her name in my ear. It was very light and soft. I was obviously calling her, but I was careful not to wake her up. The voice was very contradictory, low and high, as if it were nothing.
Murong Yunshu tried his best to open his eyes, but he couldn't resist the heavy sleepiness and couldn't open his eyes.
After a while, the voice suddenly no longer called her name, whispered to himself, "forget it, sleep at ease, come back to see you tomorrow night."
Well, tomorrow night. Murong Yunshu thought so in his heart, then he stopped struggling, pulled the quilt and continued to sleep.
Half a second later, she sat up without any sleepiness.
The voice just now is clearly from Chu Changge!
"Chu Changge, is that you?" Murong Yunshu asked, looking excitedly at the door and window, expecting that he had not gone far. Sure enough, he was standing in front of the window, with his back to her, as if he was ready to take off, but suddenly someone called a pause, and his action was fixed at the moment when he stood on tiptoe and waved his hand, which was a little funny.
Murong Yunshu couldn't help laughing and said, "how long do you plan to stand like that?"
Chu Changge kept the original posture and rotated 180 degrees. She looked at her with her eyebrows and said, "until you laugh."
Murong Yunshu was startled by the "thing" that came into his eyes. He was stunned a few times, and then burst out laughing. She didn't mean to show him a smile. It's true that it's hard for people not to laugh at his present appearance.
"All right." Chu Changge takes back her hands and feet, and is glad that she finally smiles in real sense. These days, although he was in the dungeon, he knew her situation like the back of his hand. Knowing that she was depressed all day, he wanted to break out of prison immediately. However, he was hurt. The dungeon of the five poisons cult is heavily guarded and has many organs. Most people can't break into it. He can't find a better place to practice martial arts. Fortunately, his martial arts recovered quickly. In the past three months, he practiced hard day and night and finally recovered completely.
"Madam, do you miss me these days?" Chu Changge asked with a bad smile, while taking off her clothes and shoes, acting naturally, like a husband returning home late at night, getting into the quilt that has been warmed by her wife.Murong Yunshu said: "there is no bed in the dungeon."
"Yes, no..." In the middle of the conversation, Chu Changge suddenly realized that what she said was not "no bed in the dungeon?" It's "there's no bed in the dungeon." it's a complete statement I don't think he's dirty.
That's the reaction? Don't you think he's dirty?
This, this It's far from what he expected!
Although he did not expect that she would hold him to tell his heart, but, at least, it is a long time to meet again, even if not crying with joy, at least give him an affectionate look?
Chu Changge found that she didn't take a good look at him since he turned around. Even if she looked at him, she just glanced at him, very casual. She wasn't like that before. Is he ugly?
Chu Changge raised her hand and touched her face. After a little self mourning in her heart, she said, "I cleaned before I came."