Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

After standing behind Wen Jiu for a while and watching the two people's chess game, Qiao Shinian just felt a headache and quietly returned to the room to start his day's training.

Mu Qingchen was very curious about the dishes in Wen Jiu's palace. During the intermission, he asked again, "What are those?"

"Dishes, chicken and duck." Wen Jiu said without turning his head, "They are all my sister's favorites. They are really delicious. You can stay and have lunch with us at noon."

Mu Qingchen raised his eyebrows, and the two of them looked at the sun, then walked to the eaves tacitly, and Chunxue poured tea for them.

Sitting on the ground, Mu Qingchen didn't feel anything. The guards behind him wanted to say something several times but finally held back.

Such was the treatment received by a down-and-out hostage as he was a wise king.

"Do you hate your father?"

Suddenly, Mu Qingchen asked a question that was very presumptuous considering the current stage of their relationship.

Wen Jiu stared at the chessboard seriously. He knew that he had lost again and felt unwilling to accept it.

He was even more surprised at Mu Qingchen. This man always calmly reviewed the previous game for him and made arrangements for him, leading him to defeat step by step.

"Fortunately, I never had that much affection for him." Wen Jiu was a little disappointed. He thought it was a calculation, but it turned out to be so childish.

As if sensing the disappointment in Wen Jiu's tone, Mu Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "When I was young, I was too lonely. I only studied every day, and my only pleasure was playing chess with Master Zhou, but he was always very strict.

So, later I played by myself.

Later, more people came to the mansion, but no one dared to play chess with me, so I could only play by myself. In this way, the number of times I played increased, and my chess skills and layout became much more mature. "

Wen Jiu nodded and looked at the distorted air in front of him. He knew that this was called a thermal current.

"When playing chess, you have to plan your moves and keep a backup plan just in case." Looking at Wen Jiu's frustrated expression, Mu Qingchen wanted to say something when he heard a very obvious sound of a fall in the room.

He paused and looked at Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu turned around: "Sister! Why don't you come out and rest for a while? You've been distracted!"

Qiao Shinian got up from the ground, grimaced, touched the back of his head which was hurt from the fall, and stuck his head out. He found Mu Qingchen was still there, winking at Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu shrugged and looked at Mu Qingchen: "It's okay, His Royal Highness the Xianwang is a very good person and will not blame you."

Mu Qingchen turned his head to look at Qiao Shinian who had stuck her head out, and felt that this woman was too unrestrained.

"Young lady, just come out and relax. I am only here to teach the Thirteenth Prince how to play chess. The rest has nothing to do with me."

"Oh, okay." Qiao Shinian ran out and stood in front of the two of them, still a little reserved.

"Are you sure? I can actually do this without making any noise and disturbing you guys."

Looking at the man's naive appearance, Mu Qingchen nodded, "I'm sure your affairs have nothing to do with me, you can do whatever you want."

"Okay, I'll watch you two play chess for a while." Qiao Shinian immediately sat down cross-legged and looked at the chessboard. "It's so hot, how can you sit outside for so long?"

Wen Jiu looked at Qiao Shinian helplessly, "My study is a little small. Besides, sister, you have painted a lot of pictures recently, and you haven't cleaned them up yet!"

"Oh, that's the living room." Qiao Shinian pointed to the reception room.

“It’s a bit stuffy with no ventilation.”

Qiao Shinian didn't say anything. She was still a little nervous facing Mu Qingchen. This was her first time to be in such close contact with this prince.

Mainly, he's really good-looking.

It's just that the guards behind him are a bit scary.

"Where are you from, young lady?" Mu Qingchen didn't mind Qiao Shinian's unruly behavior at all and asked casually.

Seeing this, Qiao Shinian looked at Wen Jiu.

"People from Chu Wenguo." Wen Jiu answered for Qiao Shinian.

Mu Qingchen obviously knew that Wen Jiu was lying, but he didn't expose her. He just talked to Qiao Shinian calmly: "The girl doesn't seem to be very familiar with our etiquette and manners."

"Oh, I've been studying hard recently." Qiao Shinian replied with a smile, took the fruit tea handed to him by Chunxue, took a sip, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

Delicious!

Haruyuki is such a great hexagonal warrior!

There was a sweet scent in the air. Mu Qingchen looked curiously at Qiao Shinian, who was different from them, and turned to look at Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu had already divided the black and white pieces and put them into their respective bamboo baskets: "Chunxue, give the virtuous king a cup as well."

"What is this?" Looking at the teacup in his hand, Mu Qingchen guessed that it might be the scented tea that the concubines in the harem loved to drink.

Qiao Shinian took another sip from the teacup and said, "It's too hot here. I can't eat. I made some appetizer tea."

Wen Jiu looked at Mu Qingchen, his eyes suddenly became unfriendly: "Your Highness, are you curious about my sister?"

Seeing that his superb acting skills were discovered, Mu Qingchen stopped pretending and admitted generously: "Well, Wenshan told me about her. And your specialness, he said that I would find peace from you."

"In fact, it is true." Mu Qingchen looked at Qiao Shinian and smiled at her gently. "Miss Qiao, you make me feel confused. Even more confused than Yu'an. She is deeply loved by her brother and behaves in an arrogant and domineering style. But compared to the feeling you give me, she seems like a poor imitation."

Qiao Shinian just felt that the wise king in front of him seemed to have some serious illness. Was he saying these things to her because he thought she was living too comfortably?

She silently leaned towards Wen Jiu, and this time they held each other's hands tacitly and spoke to Mu Qingchen.

"She's mine, forget it."

"I have been your Highness's person all my life. You have made the wrong decision."

Mu Qingchen just looked at them with a smile, and suddenly he couldn't help but hold his forehead and wanted to laugh without paying any attention to etiquette.

"You are wrong. I just want to find some peace. I have not been allowed to leave the imperial city in the past six months, so I have been overly worried. Wenshan said that you are very interesting and maybe you can make me feel a little comfortable, so I came to find you." He tried to suppress his smile as he looked at the two people in front of him who were behaving very funny.

Qiao Shinian let go of Wen Jiu and shrugged at him: "Oh, the troubles of powerful people."

"But I didn't intend to hide it from you." Mu Qingchen added, "This capital city, this power, these civil and military officials, these aristocratic families make me feel disgusted."

Wen Jiu and Qiao Shinian looked at each other, then rolled their eyes to express their contempt.

As if sensing their emotions, Mu Qingchen put away all his emotions, and his previously gentle tone also lost a bit of warmth.

"If you make friends with me, you won't suffer any loss. For example, your meals will be improved at noon today."

He stared at the two people with a calm yet cold gaze: "We each get what we need, and you won't suffer any loss, and you won't be punished for your rude behavior and remarks in front of me.

You can treat me as if I don’t exist. You can treat me as if I were air. "

For some reason, Qiao Shinian heard some loneliness and sadness in the last two sentences.

Why would a prince, as noble as he is, condescend to come here?

Is the purpose really out of boredom?

Qiao Shinian was certain of one thing, that this person had been showing kindness to her since they met yesterday, which was why she didn't feel oppressed or uncomfortable. This kindness was a modern feeling that she was familiar with.

It seemed that in front of him, she could relax just like she did in front of Wen Jiu. This feeling was very strange, so she frequently forgot today that the man in front of her was a prince, one of the top of the power pyramid of the Zhou Kingdom.