Mo Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hesitated for a moment, bent down and rubbed her head, and said warmly: "Wanwan, it's time to get up and eat."
A cry of "Wanwan" knocked Chu Qingwan's drowsiness away. She opened her eyes for a while before realizing that this was the name she and Mo Jingyu had agreed on last night.
Thinking of this, her husband and wife could not help but appear in her mind, and now she really couldn't sleep at all.
Chu Qingwan rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking at the energetic man beside the bed. Her voice was soft and gentle as she just woke up: "Are you okay?"
Mo Jingyu knew that she was talking about last night's nightmare, so he nodded. Seeing that she didn't want to get out of bed, he smiled and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Qingwan heard a clear "gurgling" sound from her stomach. She was stunned and pulled her lips in embarrassment.
Mo Jingyu laughed, called Yanran for her, and then maneuvered the wheelchair out of the house.
Yanran came in with water and a handkerchief for washing her face. While serving her, her facial features wrinkled together, as if she wanted to say something but found it hard to say.
After twisting her hair, she pursed her lips and finally couldn't help but said, "Miss, are you... okay?"
Chu Qingwan was surprised: "I'm fine, why do you ask that? And you have this expression on your face, what happened?"
Yanran shook her head: "It's nothing."
After a long pause, she asked hesitantly: "Miss, you and the prince, you, you last night..."
Chu Qingwan turned around and saw that her face turned red before she finished speaking. She understood immediately: "You don't think I did something with the prince last night, do you?"
Yanran acquiesces.
Chu Qingwan was dumbfounded: "Where did the rumor come from?"
Yanran then briefly told her Mo Jingyu's instructions in the morning.
Chu Qingwan explained tiredly: "It's nothing, he just woke me up with a nightmare, don't think about it."
Yanran was relieved at this, but also a little regretful - a man and a woman living together in the same room did not create sparks, so the three little ones' wishes are far away, right?
The master and servant came to the lobby one after another. Food was prepared on the table. She knew Qingwan's taste, so she sat down and started eating.
After the meal, Mo Jingyu sat quietly in the backyard, Lin Yu stood behind him, and the two of them watched the fish leisurely. Chu Qingwan wondered: "Aren't you ready to leave?"
Mo Jingyu said: "It's rare to have a grand gathering of begging for luck. Let's celebrate the festival before leaving."
A question mark slowly appeared on Chu Qingwan's forehead.
How rare is it once a year? Moreover, they spend Qiqiao together, doesn’t it sound weird?
Chu Qingwan walked over: "Prince, you..."
"You still call me Prince?" Mo Jingyu interrupted her, sounding very dissatisfied.
Chu Qingwan licked her lips and asked tentatively: "A Jing?"
The corners of Mo Jingyu's mouth curved slightly: "Yeah."
Chu Qingwan felt a little uncomfortable and coughed slightly before continuing: "Did you send someone to Ruicheng first? Is there anything unusual there?"
She thought about it and realized that given his temperament, he would not stay here just to celebrate the festival. The only possibility was that he had heard some rumors and sent someone to inquire first.
Mo Jingyu didn't hide it from her: "Smart."
When he received the imperial edict, he secretly made arrangements. News came back the day before yesterday that the bandits heard that he was going and took the risk and set an ambush on the way, hoping to capture the former God of War.
Mo Jingyu didn't take her seriously at first, but with her accompanying him, he would avoid dangerous things if he could.
Chu Qingwan clicked his tongue: "Wealth and wealth can be found in danger."
The God of War dares to do whatever he wants. These bandits are somewhat ignorant of the sky and the earth.
Mo Jingyu didn't take it seriously and asked her with interest: "The shopkeeper is not far away. Can we go and have a look at night?"
Chu Qingwan wanted to ask: Do you know what it means to invite a woman to Yuelao Temple?
Looking up and seeing the hope in his eyes, she swallowed her words and nodded.