After drinking, the atmosphere fell into silence again.
Yuwen Chengyuan was a man of few words and poor conversation.
Although murongjing is not indifferent, she is at a loss since she knows that Yuwen Chengyuan kneels down to the sect leader for her.
Putting down his glass, Yuwen Chengyuan whispered: "eat first. You can't eat well or sleep well in the dungeon. Go back to have a good rest after eating."
Murongjing picked up her knife and fork and cut the steak. "In fact, it's OK. They all know that the sect leader doesn't really want to punish me. He didn't treat me badly."
Yuwen Chengyuan: "so it's OK to stay inside!"
"Well... Of course I'd better come out." After hesitating, Murong Jing suddenly asked, "Yuwen, what did you say to the sect leader?"
Yuwen Chengyuan's action of cutting meat suddenly paused, and a touch of unnaturalness suddenly flashed across his calm handsome face. After pausing for twoorthree seconds, he said, "nothing. I'll ask him to let you go."
"Really? Then why does he want me to go to country a?"
Hearing the speech, Yuwen Chengyuan was slightly surprised: "the northern hell sect leader asked you to go to country a?"
"Yes." Murong Jing said, "he said that he would not come back without his permission, which means that he wants me to stay in country a for a long time. So, apart from asking the sect leader to let me go, did you say anything else?"
Yuwen Chengyuan stared at her and suddenly asked, "what do you think I would say?"
Murongjing, a rebel general, said: "I, how could I know?"
Yuwen Chengyuan took a sip of red wine and said, "I said I like you and asked him to help me."
“.........”
Murong Jing looked at him in a daze. He didn't think he would say it so directly.
This is the first time Yuwen Chengyuan will like to say it.
Murongjing's face flashed a little strange, and her heart beat a little faster. She picked up the wine on the table and drank it directly.
Seeing that her cup was empty, Yuwen Chengyuan asked, "do you want any more?"
Murong Jing nodded, "yes."
"Or one?" Yuwen Chengyuan proposed.
Murong Jing didn't even think about it. She replied, "OK."
So the two of them, who had planned to drink only one cup, opened a whole bottle of red wine.
However, their drinking capacity was quite good. They were not drunk with a bottle of red wine.
After dinner, the two left the restaurant.
Yuwen Chengyuan asks Dai Jia to send Murong Jing back first.
On the bus, Murong Jing told the driver another address, which was her private apartment.
"Don't you go back to Beiming manor?" Yuwen asked Chengyuan.
Murong Jing said, "I want to go back to my apartment tonight. It's very similar to the apartment in DIDU. Do you... Want to see it?"
Yuwen Chengyuan was not polite: "OK."
The car quickly drove into a high-end apartment Park, and then stopped at the farthest building.
Looking at the apartment that had not been back for a long time, Murong Jing said, "here we are."
After entering the apartment, Yuwen Chengyuan saw that the house type and design of the interior were indeed very similar to the apartment of the imperial capital.
"What would you like to drink?" After asking Murong Jing, he realized that he hadn't lived here for a long time. It seems that there is nothing but water.
There was a flash of embarrassment on her face. Before she could speak, Yuwen Chengyuan immediately said, "no need."
He turned to face her and asked, "when will you go to DIDU?"
Murong Jing murmured, "I haven't made a plan yet."
"There is something wrong with the imperial garden. I will go back first in two days. Will you come with me?"
"Er... Two days may be a little tight. If I stay there for a long time, I need to arrange things here."
"How long will that take?" Yuwen asked Chengyuan.