The sound of water in the bathtub gradually turned quiet. After Qingcheng put on clean clothes, she carefully glanced at Murong Jue outside the white gauze. At this moment, his eyes fell on the book in his hand.
Qingcheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly she didn't know what to do now!
Seeing that Murong Jue seemed to have no intention of leaving tonight, she felt nervous again.
Qingcheng just stood by the tub, frowning and thinking, a little worried whether she would be as lucky tonight as she was last night.
"After washing, go to bed first!" Murong Jue's voice floated over slowly, making Qingcheng suddenly look up, but he still didn't look at her.
Qingcheng pursed her lips. She had something to say in her eyes, but she still couldn't say it when she reached her lips.
She silently turned around and sat down by the couch, but did not lie down to rest immediately.
She was indeed a little tired from today's journey, but compared to how nervous she was now, she had no sleepiness at all.
Murong Jue couldn't read the book in his hand at all. He was sitting like this just waiting for her to fall asleep, but she didn't lie down for a long time. She even sat blankly by the couch wearing such thin clothes, as if she was sleeping.
worry about what!
He put down the book in his hand and stood up. He opened the white gauze curtain with one hand and came to the couch. His condescending body instantly covered the light in front of her.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Murong Jue asked, his downcast eyes filled with tenderness that he had always seen in recent days.
His voice was very calm, as if there was still a hint of warmth in it, and it was no longer as cold and heart-shaking as before.
"I...I don't want to sleep yet!" Qingcheng said, her hands under her clothes were already twisted together.
"Just lie down if you can't sleep. Now that you are weak, you will not suffer the cold here as much as in the palace!" Murong Jue said, bending down her long body, and put his hands on her thin shoulders to let her lie down.
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Qingcheng was completely stunned. His words just now sounded like he was caring about people! And his eyes seemed...
Qingcheng became even more nervous. This emotion was no longer about fear, but about not being able to believe what she had just thought!
It's impossible for him to have feelings for her. He obviously hates her, so how could he...
Qingcheng stared at his handsome face, looking at him at a glance, which made Murong Jue raise his eyebrows!
"What's wrong?" Murong Jue helped her lie down, but the look in her eyes made him panic.
His questioning made Qingcheng's eyes froze, and she answered softly: "Nothing!"
She turned her head and looked at the couch, telling herself that she must be too tired. The thought that just flashed through her mind was impossible!
Murong Jue's eyes were deep. He knew that she must have something to say in her heart just now, but she didn't say it to him!
The day he decided to wait for her to look back, he told himself that he must wait patiently and not force or force...
Murong Jue didn't ask any further questions. He tucked the corner of the quilt for her and put down the curtain. He walked back to the seat where he was just now and sat down.
Although they were in the same room during the long night, they were on one side of the room, without speaking or looking at each other...
Lying alone on the couch, Qingcheng was still thinking about whether Murong would come to sleep on the couch at first, but as time passed quietly, her eyelids began to become heavy, and gradually, gradually... she fell asleep.
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A place that is too quiet will always make people's thoughts drift away. Murong Jue just sat quietly until he was sure that the woman on the couch was asleep!
His shallow breathing was almost inaudible, but because his heart was with her, he was extremely concerned and concerned about everything about her!
Murong Jue stood up and silently approached Qingcheng. He did not lift the hanging gauze curtain because he knew that she was very sensitive and would wake up at the slightest movement.
Murong Jue's eyes were very infatuated, and his affection for her could be clearly seen in his dark pupils.
He never thought that he would be today, doing things he had never done for a woman, and for a woman, he actually started to change himself...
Murong Jue's mind was full of her shadow, including crying, pleading, sadness, silence... and the smile he secretly saw...
That short-lived smile belongs to that man. He doesn’t know if he can get her bright and beautiful smile in this life!
But he hopes he can, really hopes...
Murong Jue stared at her for a long time, hiding all the pity and love in his eyes before turning around and coming to the tub.
The water inside had already cooled down, but he didn't care. He took off all his clothes and got into the tub just like last night.
As a man, he is the most beloved son of the emperor, but he is washing with the water that women have washed with. If this matter is known to others, no one will believe it is true.
The sound of rushing water resounded in the quiet room. Murong Jue simply washed the sweat off his body, but this was not a big sound and it already woke up the woman on the couch!
Qingcheng heard the sound of water in a trance. She opened her sleepy eyes in a hazy state. In her slightly blurred vision, she saw the scene she saw last night!
Is this man the Murong Jue she knows? Why does she always feel that he has changed in recent days?
Qingcheng looked at Murong Jue in the bathtub through the fallen curtain. He had his back to the bed, but when Qingcheng woke up, he already knew!
The change in breath did not escape his keen ears. In order not to embarrass each other, he still sat in the cold water after taking a bath.
Qingcheng just stared at him sideways for a long time. The haziness in her eyes had dissipated, making her eyes clear!
She could see him clearly without color vision, but she couldn't see his heart, and knew whether his current changes were true or false...
If this is another trap, what is his purpose, and what should she do?
Qingcheng turned her head to look at Zhang Ding. She was confused and didn't know what to do!
The sound of rushing water became louder than before. It was Murong Jue's movement to stand up.
Upon hearing the sound, Qingcheng immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but her thoughts did not stop there.
Murong Jue put on pure white undergarments and underwear and walked over. He opened a corner of the curtain just like last night, and even more carefully lifted up the quilt and got into it.
Her fragrance slowly drifted into his nostrils, and his unique scent also lingered in the tent. The two fragrances mixed together can be so comfortable.