In the study, Murong Jue was leaning on the pearwood chair, his lazy sitting posture still failed to reduce his kingly courage and domineeringness by half.
His eyebrows were slightly raised, his lips were slightly raised, and he looked deeply at the closed door in front of him, with a wolfish ferocity in his eyes...
The next day came in a blink of an eye. Today was the day when the Three Dynasties of Qingcheng returned home. Everyone in the palace had already prepared the gifts, and now they were waiting for their Princess Chen to appear.
After Qingcheng freshened up, she came to the front hall. At this time, the carriages and horses outside the house were ready. But what made Qingcheng look shocked was that Murong Jue, who should have been facing up at this moment, was sitting on a chair in the hall.
He went up, holding fragrant tea in his hand and looking at the astonished princess, put down the cup and stood up, saying: "Let's go!"
His two faint words instantly cleared up the doubts in Qingcheng's mind. She didn't take a step immediately, but stood there motionless. The ambiguity in her eyes could not be concealed at all!
Murong Jue only took two steps when he noticed that there was no movement from the person behind him. He stood up slightly, his eyes hidden with a cruel chuckle, and said: "What? Princess, do you want me to carry you out of the house?"
He said jokingly, but his eyes flashed coldly.
Qingcheng's heart trembled, she pursed her lips and stepped forward to follow, clutching the catkins in her brocade sleeves tightly, and her heart ached.
On the way back to the General's Mansion, the silence inside the carriage was unnerving, but this feeling was only for Qingcheng. The emperor's son sitting next to her would never feel any discomfort!
It didn't take long after leaving Prince Chen's Mansion to arrive at General Ye's Mansion. At present, everyone in the Ye Mansion was standing outside the door waiting for Qingcheng, who had a different identity, to come back. To be precise, they were waiting for Murong Jue's arrival.
Since it was the return gate of the Three Dynasties of Qingcheng, the entire mansion had been carefully decorated, and it was filled with aristocratic style and joy inside and out.
When Murong Jue got out of the car first, he did not forget to lift the curtain for Qingcheng behind him and help her get off the horse. But as soon as he touched her boneless catkins, Qingcheng instinctively shivered, with resistance and resistance.
Exclusion.
Murong Jue's eyes dimmed momentarily, and there was a fleeting dangerous emotion in his pupils. But he did not get angry, and insisted on holding Qingcheng's hand without changing his expression, and the two of them came to the front of the gate side by side.
"Your Majesty, a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!" General Ye and his whole family saluted him in unison, everyone bowing their heads to treat him respectfully.
"General Ye, there is no need to be polite, everyone, please stand up!" Murong Jue said loudly, looking at the crowd, the only one missing was Ye Yunmo.