Qian Duoduo didn't know how to explain it, rolled her eyes twice, and said casually: "Alien, you don't know..."
The two of them chatted happily, ignoring the dumbfounded people in the room.
Qian Zhengkuan, the second wife, and a group of servants were still kneeling on the ground, their knees were a little numb, but without the consent of King Chen, no one dared to get up, and no one dared to say a word.
In the end, it was the eldest lady who was kind-hearted and considerate of the servants, and boldly interjected: "Mr. Chen, Duo'er, are you hungry? Do you want me to order the servants to prepare some supper for you?"
"Yes, yes, butler, hurry up and tell the kitchen to get something delicious." Qian Zhengkuan also answered, wanting to use the opportunity of eating later to improve his relationship with Qian Duoduo.
"No need, it's getting late now, my son will send Duo'er back to the palace first." Long Muchen put Qian Duoduo down, waved his hands, stood up, and prepared to leave.
The people in the hall all turned sideways and made way for a road.
Seeing that they were about to leave, the second lady breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly wiped the sweat from her forehead. The corners of the aunts' lips curled up slightly, and one of the aunts gave the eldest lady a strange look, frightened. The eldest lady immediately lowered her head.
Qian Duoduo stepped back as soon as she reached the door, and said to the aunts in the room with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, don't run around these few days, and rest at home, maybe one day, when I'm bored, I just ran back to play with you..."
Long Muchen just raised his eyebrows, didn't say much, waited for Qian Duoduo to take a step, and walked out of Qian's mansion with her side by side.
... ... Duoer dividing line ... ...
After leaving the Qian Mansion, there was no white horse and fragrant chariot waiting, Han Tie was also waved by Long Muchen, and he paid a hundred meters away.
In the alleys with green tiles, a man and a woman stroll leisurely, accompanied by a brisk singing.
"Under the crescent moonlight, the dandelions are singing. From now on, I won't be sad anymore..."
Long Muchen turned his head slightly, and looked at Qian Duoduo's side face, which was as white as porcelain, glowing with a touch of fluorescence, his head swayed to the tune, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, showing a kind of quiet beauty.
The singing sound from his mouth was a bit weird, but it was pleasant to hear. Long Muchen shook his feather fan lightly, and asked casually, "You seem to be in a good mood?"
"That's right! Grinding the knife, Xiang Xiaosan, don't mention how cool it is, you haven't seen the faces of those aunts, it's like a palette, it's enjoyable." Qian Duoduo replied without hiding anything, Looking sideways at Long Muchen, he asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Qian Duoduo thinks that Long Muchen is good, elegant and generous, gentle and considerate, and easy to bully, but he likes to put on a very profound appearance, his emotions and anger are invisible, so that people can't understand his inner thoughts.
She smacked her mouth, lowered her head and played with her fingers, looked up at him, blinked her eyes, as if she wanted to say something, but she struggled for a long time, but she insisted on not saying a word, and finally let out a whimper. After a strange sound, he pouted.
Long Muchen just glanced at Qian Duoduo lightly, and ignored her.
Being ignored by others, Qian Duoduo was very upset, her original ladylike appearance immediately showed her true colors, pinched her waist and yelled unreasonably: "Long Muchen, don't you see that there is a beautiful woman like a flower in front of you?" Winking at you?"