The old man smiled as he exited the room and closed the door for the two of them.
There were only two people left in the room. You looked at me and I looked at you, and both of them couldn't help laughing.
"This old man has really sharp eyes. He can tell at a glance that we are not a couple. I am very curious, why did he say that we are a couple instead of a couple?"
Mo Chuan asked with some confusion. He didn't expect her to answer, but he had a question in his mind, so he said it casually.
Shen Ning smiled and said: "The old man is old and has rich experience. Of course he can see that there are differences between husband and wife and lovers."
"What's the difference? Ning'er, do you know? Why don't you tell me?"
Her cheeks were slightly red, her face was shy, and she glared at him: "I don't know either."
In fact, she naturally knew.
There is something different between lovers and husband and wife, because they are not married, and they are extremely affectionate. Every look they look at each other contains tenderness. Although they are deeply attached to each other, they are not optimistic about the future. With a complex state of mind worrying about gains and losses, worried and happy at the same time.
It can only be understood, not expressed in words, so she can feel it, but she cannot explain it to Mo Chuan.
"Ning'er, do you think why I brought you here?" Mo Chuan stepped forward, held her hand, and stared at her.
She smiled happily and said: "I guess you have eaten too much fish and meat in the palace and your stomach is full, so you want to eat some folk porridge, side dishes and simple meals, right?"
She was in a happy mood and couldn't help but joke with him.
"You...you girl, how dare you make fun of me! Aren't you afraid that I will order you to chop off your head?" Mo Chuan was amused, but he pretended to be angry, and with a straight face, he reached out to grab her.
"Oh, I don't dare to make fun of the Emperor. Your Majesty, please have mercy on me. I don't dare to do it anymore." She chuckled and slipped under his arm.
"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided. I will spank you!"
As soon as he returned his arms, he had already wrapped his arms around her slender waist, picked her up and put her down on the bed, raising his hands as if to take a picture.
"Okay, you fight, you fight!" She smiled crisply, not afraid at all.
"How can I be willing to fight? Ning'er, you don't know how much I miss you!"
He leaned down, blocked her laughter with his lips, kissed her deeply, and conveyed all his thoughts and attachment to her through this kiss.
She raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck.
The two hugged and kissed each other, both immersed in the joy and passion of reunion, forgetting everything around them.
In the yard, the old man and his mother-in-law were killing chickens and peeling off their feathers. Listening to the two people in the room laughing and talking intimately, they couldn't help but smile.
They all thought that when they were young, they were like these young lovers, and they had endless love words.
However, they are not as bold as these young lovers. They dare to pretend to be the emperor. Tsk tsk, it turns out that the waves behind them push the waves ahead. They are old and cannot be as bold and bold as the young people.
As I listened, there was suddenly no sound in the room.
The old man and the mother-in-law felt strange and looked at each other.
The mother-in-law's wrinkled face suddenly showed an embarrassed smile, and the old man understood it as soon as he saw it.
The mother-in-law lowered her head to pluck the chicken feathers, but kept a smile on her face. Suddenly she thought of something, leaned into the old man's ear, and whispered a few words, and the old man nodded repeatedly.