Xiahou Chongyuan didn't expect Mo Weixin to run directly into the yard.

Although he really treated Mo Weixin as his sister, even if she was his biological sister, it would not be appropriate for her to just walk into the yard like that.

After all, he is already married, and his wife lives in this yard.

Mo Weixin's action was more or less inappropriate.

But seeing Mo Weixin's frank look, Xiahou Chongyuan couldn't say she was wrong, so he could only say tactfully: "If the princess needs to see me in the future, just ask the servants to tell me, you don't have to come here yourself."

"Okay, I'll remember that." Mo Weixin didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. Instead, she responded with a happy look on her face.

Xiahou Chongyuan had always respected her very much and treated her very well. What he said at this time just sounded like a caring word to her.

She could understand that Xiahou Chongyuan was worried that it would be too tiring for her to make the trip alone.

"Why did the princess come here today?"

Xiahou Chongyuan thought that Mo Weixin had been back in the capital for so long and had been living in the palace, so she might be a little homesick.

When he was planning to send someone to send her back, he heard Mo Weixin say softly: "I've been a little bored staying in the palace lately. I see that the weather is good today, so I want to go boating on the lake with you."

"Um?"

Mo Weixin was afraid that he would not agree, so she put her hands on his arms and started to act like a spoiled child, "I've been bored for too long, Chongyuan, please go out with me!"

"Okay." Xiahou Chongyuan pulled his arm out calmly, turned around and said to the maid beside him, "Go wake up the princess."

When Mo Weixin heard this, she immediately felt unhappy.

But she could only smile and nod, "Chongyuan, you are very thoughtful. If it were just you and me, it would probably be a bit boring."

Xiahou Chongyuan didn't say anything, but nodded slightly.

He didn't do it for the fun, but he felt that the atmosphere would be a bit strange if he and Mo Weixin went boating on the lake alone.

Men and women should not touch each other, and Mo Weixin is not married yet, so he has to avoid suspicion.

Otherwise, if people spread rumors in letters, it would be bad for her reputation.

…

Song Qingxue was speechless.

She didn't want to swim in the lake at all. She had already refused when the servant came to call her. She never expected that Xiahou Chongyuan would actually come to her room to call her in person.

I am speechless!

Do you understand that men and women should not have physical contact?

Although they are still husband and wife on the surface, they have already agreed on the terms in private.

When the world is stable and Xiahou Le's throne is secure, they will divorce.

The relationship between them is purely cooperative, so we still need to pay attention to it.

No, no, she would have to talk to Xiahou Chongyuan about the second condition later.

If she let him do whatever he wanted, she was really afraid of losing face.

When she opened her eyes just now, she saw Xiahou Chongyuan's face so close to her, which made her heart beat fast.

She is not a flower maniac, but this person is just very good-looking.

She had never seen anyone more handsome than Xiahou Chongyuan in her life.

Song Qingxue sat listlessly at the bow of the boat, staring at the sparkling water with lifeless eyes.

Mo Weixin was very interested, she even asked the servants to bring a zither.

Song Qingxue didn't understand music. She could only hear that Mo Weixin played the piece very smoothly.

After the song ended, Mo Weixin gently pressed her hands on the strings and looked up at Song Qingxue.

"Can Sister Qingxue play the piano?"

"Won't."

Mo Weixin looked surprised, "How come you don't know how to play it? This is something that young ladies have to learn since childhood, or is it that Sister Qingxue is just saying this to fool me because she doesn't want to play it?"

"Indeed not." Song Qingxue could understand the hidden meaning of her words, but did not want to beat around the bush with her.

"Oh, look at me!" Seeing that she didn't fall into the trap, Mo Weixin immediately changed his mind and said, "How could I forget that Sister Qingxue came from a general's mansion. As a descendant of a general, she is naturally good at wielding swords and guns."

“…”

Although she knew that Mo Weixin was being sarcastic to her, she really couldn't refute it.

General Song loved his only daughter very much. Since the original owner did not like these elegant things, she never forced her to study.

But as the daughter of a general, the original owner was not someone who particularly liked martial arts, and for many years she was only a half-baked one.

He was neither good at literature nor martial arts, was brainless and reckless. Apart from having a good father and a good-looking appearance, the original owner could really be said to be useless.

But just these two things are something that many people will never be able to achieve in their entire lives.

If she just contentedly stayed as the eldest daughter, and asked her good father to find a family for her to marry when she was old enough, she really wouldn't need to learn anything.

Unfortunately, she chose the most difficult path, listened to Zhao Wanqiu, and insisted on marrying Xiahou Chongyuan.

Not only will he become cannon fodder and die without a burial place in the future, but now he has to be treated weirdly by Princess Changle.

Even more speechless.

Song Qingxue looked up at the sky.

No wonder I was so speechless today, it turns out the sun is so big.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Mo Weixin thought she was too self-abased to refute him, so she continued, "What a pity, Sister Qingxue, I'm going to tell you the truth. Chongyuan is a man who loves elegance. He used to like listening to the zither the most. I thought he would marry a woman from a scholarly family, but now that you are married, it means that you are truly destined to be together."

After that, Mo Weixin pursed her lips again and added: "Oh, I just said it casually, sister Qingxue, please don't mind it."

"No problem."

There is really nothing to worry about. After all, there is no truth in what Mo Weixin said.

If the original owner heard this, she would probably explode with rage, but unfortunately she was not the original owner.

Mo Weixin's little trick couldn't anger her.

After all, she was someone who had read the script. Although she didn't understand Xiahou Chongyuan 100%, she definitely understood him better than Mo Weixin.

Elegant things are just means used by Xiahou Chongyuan to win over some people. What he loves most is the stability of the country.

He was good at political maneuvers, but never thought of becoming emperor.

In his heart, Xiahou Le is the master of the country, and his existence is just to assist Xiahou Le.

Unfortunately, in the novel, Xiahou Chongyuan had a tragic ending, and she couldn’t guess what choice Xiahou Chongyuan would make in the end if the ending was different.

Continue to stay in the court?

Or live in seclusion among the mountains and rivers?

She thought that he would stay in the court.

After all, he really has a talent for governing the country. Xiahou Le will keep him whether from the perspective of family affection or from the perspective of the monarch.

Song Qingxue was thinking intently and didn't really want to pay attention to Mo Weixin.

She found these women's twists and turns very annoying.

If it was Zhao Wanqiu, she could still muster up the energy to deal with it for the sake of her grand plan, but this woman, Mo Weixin, was more of a background character in the novel. She was of no use to her grand plan at all, and she really didn't want to care about her at all.

But Mo Weixin seemed really determined to embarrass her and had to make a fuss about the piano playing.

"Sister Qingxue, I don't have much of a hobby except playing the piano, but you don't play, so we don't have much to say to each other on weekdays."

“…”

Mo Weixin held Song Qingxue's hand with one hand, and said expectantly: "How about I teach you to play?"

"No, no." Song Qingxue quickly refused, "I have been holding a sword for more than ten years. I am not used to holding a zither."

Want to trick her?

No way!