Chu Qingwan thought so and pushed Mo Jingyu three steps inside. When he raised his eyes, he refused to take the fourth step.
The boat is not big, but it is exquisite. A quick look shows that the decorations are all exquisite. There is a velvet carpet on the floor, a pear wood table, and celadon tea cups on top, along with various snacks. It is so elegant.
If this were all, Chu Qing Dynasty would definitely sit down to cook tea and enjoy the scenery in the late Qing Dynasty, and be an arty showman for a while.
but!
The white velvet carpet was covered with red petals, which sparsely meandered from their feet to the opposite window, lingering with the few peach blossoms in the vase under the window sill.
Chu Qingwan turned around and left.
She can't stay here for a moment! She has to deal with those little brats now!
She called the boatman: "Excuse me, please go back."
The boatman said: "The young master said that if I want to swim on the lake for two quarters of an hour and go back early, he won't give me the remaining silver."
"How much did he give you? I'll give you double, right away..." Chu Qingwan's words stopped abruptly.
She came out in a hurry, she didn’t bring any money!
Chu Qingwan turned back angrily and stared at Mo Jingyu without saying a word.
The latter held back his laughter and asked, "Want to borrow some money?"
Chu Qingwan said "hmm".
They looked down and saw each other. If they go back now, the matter has been revealed. If they really have tea together in that cabin full of petals, how will they get along in the future?
Why don't you go to grandma's house?
Chu Qingwan made up his mind to go back, but heard Mo Jingyu say: "I have no money."
Chu Qingwan was a little anxious: "How can your majestic prince have no money?"
Mo Jingyu's expression did not change: "There are many people in the palace and the expenses are high. I have always been poor."
Chu Qingwan was speechless.
Mo Jingyu put his hands from his knees to the armrests and said, "Don't you believe it? Come and search?"
Chu Qingwan breathed his last breath back into his chest, feeling depressed.
Yes, please wait for two quarters of an hour.
Chu Qingwan stood at the railing.
Lingxi Lake is very large. At a glance, the mountains are vague and an unknown temple rises from the ground. The setting sun melts gold and sinks half of the body behind the temple, making the area covered with glow.
The boat chases the water, and the ripples go away one after another, as if the rays of light are gathering into a bay, and it is moving precariously.
Chu Qingwan gradually calmed down in this scene and squinted his eyes slightly.
Mo Jingyu was half a step behind her, but didn't look at the scene.
His eyes fell on the side of her face. Seeing her frown relax, he closed the half-step distance and said jokingly: "It's a good time and a beautiful scene. Does Doctor Chu just want to watch the sunset?"
Chu Qingwan turned her head, and the orange light jumped from her eyelashes to the bridge of her nose and slid straight to her lips.
Mo Jingyu saw her lips opening and closing: "I don't drink tea."
Her voice was actually very nice, like jade beads falling on a plate, and like an oriole's grace, but those few words went around and around, but they didn't reach Mo Jingyu's ears.
He stared at her lips, his mind wandering too much.
"Although this scene is beautiful, it's boring to watch it for a long time." Chu Qingwan turned his head away again, leaving only his words.
Mo Jingyu came back to his senses and answered absentmindedly.
Chu Qingwan lay on the railing for a while before saying, "I will apologize to the prince for what happened here."
Mo Jingyu raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
Chu Qingwan rubbed his face and said thoughtfully: "The child is ignorant and acts like a fool. It's because I didn't restrain him properly. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
"What nonsense?" Mo Jingyu repeated, "I think it's quite interesting."
What's interesting?
Chu Qingwan disagreed.
Mo Jingyu twirled his sleeves with his long fingers, and suddenly said jokingly: "When I first entered there, I thought it was Doctor Chu's idea."
Chu Qingwan looked like he had seen a ghost: "How is that possible!"
That expression made it seem as if any thought other than treating his leg was a sin.
Mo Jingyu pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, feeling a subtle unhappiness in his heart.