Lian Xi probably didn't expect Luo Qingchen to return to Nan Yisheng so smoothly. She always thought it would be like the deep palace compound, with some twists and turns.
Little did he know, he recognized her directly.
Whether it was relying on her feelings or her handwriting, Luo Qingchen finally won this bet.
However, the god in the spirit flower formation that day pretended not to hear it!
"Can't you speak?" In the Star Hall, Nan Yisheng asked while helping her bandage the wound on her hand, with a distressed look in her dark eyes.
Luo Qingchen shrugged and nodded slightly while eating the orange.
"What the hell did Xi do?" Nan Yisheng raised his eyes and didn't forget to touch her head while bandaging.
Luo Qingchen broke off a piece of orange and stuffed it into his mouth, blinked slightly, and nodded again.
I have to say that after ten years, Nan Yisheng's appearance has almost not changed at all, but why does he look stupid!
Besides Xi, who else in this world can do anything to her.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter. It'll be fine if you come back anyway." Nan Yisheng raised his right hand and slightly tickled her little nose and said, "It doesn't matter whether you can speak or not!"
The next second, Luo Qingchen looked at her seriously and shook his head decisively. He picked up his palm and wrote four words: This is very important!
The baby has such a beautiful voice, why should he be mute
I can still make noises, no matter how cute I am!
"What's your expression?" Nan Yisheng looked at her angry look, and unconsciously formed a doting smile on her lips: "Still very cute."
That night, Luo Qingchen did not go back to the side hall where Mu Jiao and the others were, but moved directly into the Star Hall.
To her, it was a very familiar place.
And precisely because she didn't come back, those women who thought they had set a perfect trap couldn't sit still.
"You said it's been a whole night, what's the situation with the mute still not coming back?"
"He must have been captured, or else he was imprisoned by King Nanzhao."
"Impossible. If King Nan wants to deal with her, there is no need to do it secretly."
"But we really haven't heard anything... Sister Jiaojiao, what do you think we should do?"
"You, you, are just stupid." Mu Jiao crossed her arms and snorted coldly: "What does it have to do with us if she leaves privately? What does it have to do with us whether she lives or dies? Do you want to follow in her footsteps? ?”
The man turned pale and hurriedly shook his head and said, "How could it be possible? Everything Sister Jiaojiao says is right. Are there any mutes in our country, Mu? Definitely not!"
"I will send you to observe the situation there in the next few days. If there is any trouble, you can report it to me."
"yes… "
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Early the next morning, Luo Qingchen put on a blanched long dress, which was her favorite dress when she was still Princess Nan Yisheng.
Standing at the door of the Star Palace, the sunlight poured down on her. When she closed her eyes, she always felt that the world was peaceful.
"Hey, aren't you the woman Mu Country dedicated to my uncle?" Nian Qing looked at her and blinked, "Why are you here? This is not a place for you to come."
In Nian Qing's impression, there were so many women that day, and the only one she liked was the one in front of her.
Therefore, she did not forget to remind her when they met again.
"Shh-" Luo Qingchen gestured gently, pointed to the garden not far away, and asked her with body movements if she wanted to go for a stroll.
"You... can't speak?" (To be continued)