As she spoke, Hua Qingcheng had already leaned down, her hand fell on Mu Lige's belt, and she was about to pull the man's belt and kiss his lips.

However, the next moment, Mu Lige quickly turned his head to avoid Hua Qingcheng's kiss, and said very seriously: "Your Highness, it's a coincidence that I suddenly had my period this morning. I'm afraid I can't serve Your Highness..."

Mu Lige refused to have sex with this woman until he was sure whether she was his wife.

Seeing this, Hua Qingcheng could only get up from Mu Lige, rubbed her brows with a hint of annoyance, put her coat back on, and then turned away unhappily. Her movements were crisp and decisive, without a trace of hesitation.

"Qingqing, what on earth happened to you?"

Mu Lige, lying on the bed, looked at the back of the person who left angrily. His handsome eyebrows couldn't help but frown, and his eyes as bright as stars were also filled with worry.

Elsewhere, Hua Qingcheng wandered aimlessly after leaving Lingkun Courtyard. She shook her head, feeling somewhat confused, as if she had lost something important, but no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't figure out what it was.

Before she knew it, Hua Qingcheng found herself in Xicuiyuan. Feeling a little upset, she sat down in the pavilion in the garden, wondering what the important thing she had lost was.

Suddenly, a gentle voice drifted over: "Your Highness, why are you so depressed here?"

Hua Qingcheng turned her head and saw a handsome man in white walking towards her. That man was Si Chengfeng's half-brother, Si Lingyun.