Chapter 267: Well done, I'm worried about what he's doing
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Chapter 267: He's so good, I'm worried about what he's doing
Little Chu Mo's voice interrupted her confusion at this time, and his little hand had already pulled her towards the dining table.
She suppressed the trace of worry in her heart, acted casually, sat down on the dining stool, picked up her chopsticks, glanced around the table seemingly casually, and asked casually:
"By the way, where is Qianye Yunxuan?"
She tried her best to sound like she was asking casually, without too much deliberateness, but when she asked, her eyes still flickered involuntarily because of her guilty conscience.
"My lord, daddy, he said he was busy."
Little Chumo raised his head very actively, blinked his big black eyes, and answered Mu Yifei.
"Oh, there's no need to wait for him, we can eat it ourselves."
After saying these words, she immersed herself in picking up the rice in the bowl. Thinking of Qianye Yunxuan's injured arm, she lost her appetite.
His brows furrowed from time to time, looking worried.
Beiyu Liuxi, who was sitting on her right, looked at her appearance, covered her mouth, and sneered softly: "Is the princess worried about the prince?"
Beiyu Liuxi's words made Mu Yifei's chopsticks suddenly fall to the ground in shock.
Zhong Zheng's eyes quickly returned to reality, and as if to cover up her guilty conscience, she pulled out the stool, knelt down and picked up the chopsticks on the ground.
The unnatural look at the corner of his mouth looked even more obvious now.
She squatted on the ground and did not stand up, but her eyes narrowed slightly. After a while, she took a deep breath and stood up from the ground, her face returned to normal.
"It's so good. Why am I worried about him?"
Picking up the chopsticks, she lowered her head guiltily and took a few more bites of the rice, but the more she ate, the less it tasted.
His brows knitted together involuntarily again, and his thin lips pursed into a line out of worry.
She didn't know how she finished the meal, nor how she came out of the dining room.
I have never been so depressed before, as if my soul was separated from my body.
Even when Han Youran was about to separate from her, she didn't have such a feeling.
Unknowingly, she arrived outside the courtyard where Qianye Yunxuan lived, and her steps subconsciously paused.
His eyes were involuntarily cast towards the yard. In the study, the lights were already on, and Qianye Yunxuan's shadow was just reflected on the door and window, moving loomingly.
She stood outside the courtyard in a daze for a long time before she came back to her senses. She was about to turn around and leave when she looked up and saw the housekeeper walking towards her with a tray of food.
The housekeeper also saw Mu Yifei standing outside the yard at this time, his eyes a little surprised. The next second, he saw him quickening his steps and walking towards her.
"Princess, do you want to go in to find the prince?"
"Oh, no...it's not."
She shook her head guiltily, took a few steps back, and said:
"I just passed by here."
Unnaturally, he pointed to the yard where he lived and said, "I'm going back."
Then, he lifted up his feet as if running away and left quickly.
But after taking a few steps, she couldn't help but stop, then turned around and walked back again, "Housekeeper."
She opened her mouth and stopped the old housekeeper who was about to enter the yard.