Murong Che's tone was just right, very calm, as if he was talking to an outsider. Yan Ran recited Amitabha in her heart. It seemed that he didn't want to expose herself. She must have felt that the family scandal should not be spread outside. In his opinion, the princess showed up in public and also tried to hide herself.
Making money was definitely a family scandal. But he was satisfied that he didn't embarrass her in public and she couldn't get off the stage. She followed him to the table and sat down. The big shopkeeper also followed, wanting to see if she needed anything.
"Shopkeeper, go ahead and do your work. I have some thoughts to tell the girl." Murong Che glanced at them, indicating that he didn't want to be disturbed.
Although they think the expressions of the two people are confusing, they are princes and they don't dare to say anything. As businessmen, just make money. If you care so much, you will only harm yourself.
The atmosphere was awkward.
Murong Che sat on the chair, tried his best to calm down, picked up the unfinished tea in the cup, and took a sip.
He didn't want to quarrel with her, not at all. But he definitely didn't want to turn a blind eye and let her continue to act like this.
Yan Ran stood aside. With her current identity, it was impossible for her to sit down like him. She seemed to have done something wrong, and she dared not raise her head with a guilty conscience. It was not that she felt ashamed of making money, but her identity now was Murong.
If others find out about Che's princess, she will definitely cause uproar in the city. At that time, not to mention the third prince, even her prime minister father will feel ashamed.
Murong Che was still angry at first, but seeing how she didn't dare to raise her head now, his heart softened. Thinking of the girl who shouted at him that day and wanted freedom, he couldn't get rid of them no matter what.
Connect the look.
But this time I must not indulge her.
"Find an excuse to go home immediately!" Murong Che glanced at her with cold and sharp eyes and lowered his voice.
"I..." Yanran really didn't know what to say, and lowered her head again.
"I'll wait for you outside." Seeing that she didn't speak, Murong Che stood up, turned around and walked out, saying, "Hurry, I'm waiting."
The voice was very loud, and Yanran knew that he was acting, and she also understood that there was something behind his words, urging her to go faster.
So he cooperated very well and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely complete it as soon as possible."
The corners of Murong Che's mouth finally raised slightly. No matter what, she still gave in.
Five minutes later, Lin Yanran left the Yipin Jewelry Shop, and Murong Che was standing in front of a carriage not far away. He had just sent the sedan home and called another carriage.
His tall figure seemed to be plated with gold under the afterglow of the setting sun, but his face was cold and expressionless, which made Yan Ran shudder. It wasn't until she saw her coming that she felt slightly better.
"Actually, I am..." She walked up to him calmly, not thinking about how to explain, but she thought she should say something.
"Get in the car." Murong Che stretched out his hand to help Yanran and let her get in first. The carriage was very spacious, so Yanran sat down by the window. Unexpectedly, as soon as Murong Che got in, the originally spacious carriage suddenly felt cramped, and the two of them
They are only a few centimeters apart from each other.
Murong Che was so thin, how could he occupy such a large space? She turned her head and looked over, only to find that there was a large space vacant on Murong Che's side.
"Hey, can you please stay away? If you are too close, it will be crowded." It was definitely a discussion tone.
"I'm not calling you hello." Murong Che looked intently, choosing not to look at him, and his buttocks remained motionless.
"Che, lean over." Lin Yanran reluctantly spat out the word.
Just such a word "Che" actually brought a smile to his gloomy face, but the smile was fleeting. He had just thought about it and must keep a cold face, but for some reason, facing her,
His heart just couldn't harden.
Yanran turned slightly sideways and looked towards Murong Che. He didn't know when he moved a little away, but he was still very close.
"Can it be farther away?" She tried to negotiate.
"No, he is a husband within one foot, but not one foot away." Murong Che's tone was still lukewarm, and he looked straight ahead. He thought, he should have done this a long time ago, and shouldn't give her too much.
freedom of.
"One foot? Come on, how big is the entire carriage? Even if you lean on the side, the two of us will not be ten feet away from each other." Lin Yanran rolled her eyes, but she wanted to laugh in her heart. She really didn't expect Murong Che to be able to say that.
Such ridiculous words come from him. He has always been serious, when will he be humorous again?
However, these words made her feel more relaxed.
"You are my princess and my wife anyway. We are both very affectionate and affectionate. We are sitting so far apart. Aren't you afraid of others laughing at you?" Murong Che finally turned his head to look at her.
"A joke? Huh, did anyone see it? Besides, the couple are only in name, right? It's not true. Are they serious about it?"
"Since you don't need to be serious, why not get closer? Are you afraid that you will be attracted by me, so you don't dare to get closer to me?" Murong Che raised his eyebrows. Although he was very annoyed, what name did he use,
But he didn't want to get angry in the carriage, not to mention that he wanted to set a trap to see if Yanran would jump into it.
"I'm afraid, I'm not afraid. Just get closer, there's nothing to be afraid of!"
Lin Yanran leaned towards him angrily, but unexpectedly she was held in his arms by him. Just when she was about to get angry, Murong Che covered her mouth and pointed forward, indicating that the coachman was outside.
If he takes a step closer, he will be more honest.
She was depressed all the way. If it hadn't been for the fact that he went to Yipin Jewelry Shop to carefully select jewelry for her today, she would have gone crazy.
Fortunately, Murong Che never mentioned her design in the car, and he still didn't mention it during dinner. Just when Lin Yanran thanked God for opening Murong Che's brain and respecting her, something unexpected happened.
Murong Che watched Yan Ran enter the bedroom with a guilty conscience, and then flew in just a second before she closed the door. His movements were so fast that Yan Ran, who had learned Qing Gong and had achieved some success in practicing it, was caught off guard.
It's a blessing, not a curse. You can't avoid it. You will face it sooner or later. Thinking of this, Lin Yanran simply walked to the round table and poured him a cup of tea: "Sit down."
Murong Che smiled slightly and sat down: "Should you explain it to me properly?"
"Explain, explain what?" Yanran pretended to be stupid.
"Why do you want to visit Yipinzhui? Doesn't the palace have enough money?" His tone was aggressive.
"Of course not, I just want to be independent!" It took me a long time to come up with such words.
"Self-reliance?" Murong Che looked at the princess who had some weird things in her head with confusion: "You want to be self-reliant?"