In the room, Sang Liwan and Jun Moyi sat opposite each other across a round table.
She sat on a round stool, her fingers tugging at the tassels around her waist, and the air was filled with an indescribable atmosphere.
Even Qingshui felt that the atmosphere in the room was too weird, so he made an excuse to go out for some fresh air.
As a result, as soon as he went out, he met Yan Hui who had been guarding outside the door.
Yan Hui saw Qingshui coming out and knew that there must be only two masters left in the room at this moment. His eyes became a little complicated for a moment.
"Master and the others..."
Qingshui didn't realize what Yan Hui meant. She just curled her lips and sighed softly: "The atmosphere in the room is really weird. I came out to get some fresh air."
Sure enough, after hearing her words, the expression on Yan Hui's face became a little subtle.
"Is that why you came out?"
Hearing this, Qingshui looked puzzled, "Why else?"
Realizing that his thoughts were a bit dirty, Yan Hui quickly shook his head and pretended to be serious, "No, nothing."
Qingshui just felt that this person was weird. As expected, no one around the prince was normal.
Inside the room, Jun Moyi was also feeling somewhat uncomfortable at first, but when he saw Sang Liwan who was even more uncomfortable than him, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.
He relaxed his back and leaned lazily in the wheelchair, quietly admiring Sang Liwan's changing expressions.
No matter how slow Sang Liwan was, she knew at this moment that Jun Moyi's eyes were on her.
She raised her head and glared at the other person, but that look was not very confident, but soft, which made Jun Moyi's mood, which was originally gloomy because of Gu Huaizhi, become cheerful.
He deliberately said, "Didn't Wanwan invite me here? Why are you making that expression again?"
Sure enough, after hearing his words, Sang Liwan immediately widened his eyes, as if wanting to ask him what the hell he was talking about.
"Isn't it because I'm afraid of being exposed in front of Master Gu?"
"Hmm?" Jun Moyi just raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't say anything.
Sang Liwan continued, "His appearance was strange, his behavior at the banquet was also strange, and he even took the initiative to ask to follow us back to the mansion, which is even stranger. When things are out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong. I just don't know what this person is up to."
Looking at Sang Liwan with a conspiracy theory on his face, Jun Moyi didn't know whether he should sympathize with Gu Huaizhi or sigh at Sang Liwan's slowness.
Apart from him, many people present today could probably see that Gu Huaizhi was most likely here for Sang Liwan.
Including his good father.
In the end, they agreed to let Gu Huaizhi come back with them, most likely because they wanted to see the excitement in Prince An's Mansion.
Otherwise, given the emperor's fear of him, how could he be so confident in placing the Prince of Qi by his side to gain the upper hand?
Jun Moyi was silent for a long while, so long that Sang Liwan felt a little strange.
It was rare to see Jun Moyi not respond after she finished speaking.
She waited for a while, but finally couldn't help it and reached out to touch Jun Moyi's fingers.
"Why don't you speak?"
Jun Moyi glared at her, "What did you say?"
Sang Liwan was unhappy, "Tell me, am I right?"
Jun Moyi pursed his lips, "Is that what you think?"
"Yeah." Sang Liwan nodded twice heavily.
"I hadn't thought too much about it at first. I just thought this person might be just looking for trouble, so he deliberately followed us back. But if he really wanted to watch the fun, why would he care whether we live together?"
"You have some truth in what you said."
Hearing Jun Moyi agree with his guess, Sang Liwan's eyes lit up, "You think so too?"
But this time, Jun Moyi didn't answer her.
He just moved his eyes and looked around this strange yet familiar room, "Wanwan, I wonder where I should sleep tonight?"
Sang Liwan was stunned.
She subconsciously glanced around the room.
The room was not small, but there was only a bed in it, not even a soft place to sleep.
Sang Liwan pointed casually and said dryly, "You sleep on the floor."
Hearing her words, Jun Moyi didn't say anything. He just gently lifted the hem of his clothes, his eyes fell on his legs, and then he said lightly: "Wanwan, are you sure?"
Sang Liwan also followed Jun Moyi's gaze and saw his legs, and suddenly felt that he was a bit inhuman.
They actually made a disabled person sleep on the floor.
Sang Liwan rarely sat there and reflected on herself for a while. Then she looked at her soft bed and the quilt that was as soft as cotton. She gritted her teeth and said with determination, "Then I'll sleep on the floor."
"Wanwan is willing to give it up?"
Hearing this, Sang Liwan immediately became angry, "Don't be so ungrateful. If you still don't know what's good for you, be careful that I will regret it later."
Jun Moyi rarely saw Sang Liwan lose his temper, so when he saw it suddenly, he felt it was very fresh for a moment.
He didn't say anything, but just looked at Sang Liwan with some surprise.
Sang Liwan felt that this man was more and more weird.
She frowned, thinking that this man was probably out of his mind, and was too lazy to pay any more attention to him. She just stood up and walked to the carved wooden cabinet and took out a quilt from it.
She moved quickly and easily, and soon made a small bed on the floor.
Although it is not as good as the soft pillows on a high bed, it looks pretty good.
Sang Liwan felt sleepy in an instant, and even couldn't open his eyes. His eyelids felt very heavy.
She didn't bother to be polite with Jun Moyi. She simply threw back the quilt, put on her clothes, and lay down. After that, she yawned ungraciously and said vaguely, "I'm going to sleep first. Your Highness, please do as you please."
Jun Moyi looked at Sang Liwan who had closed his eyes, and the emotion in his eyes was unclear.
His voice was low and hoarse, "Wanwan, do you trust me so much?"
Sang Liwan just heard someone talking next to him, but he didn't know what they were saying, so he could only respond in a daze, and then fell into a deep sleep.
Jun Moyi sat there and watched for a long time. He listened to the even breathing sounds in the room and knew that Sang Liwan was really asleep.
For a moment, Jun Moyi felt a little amused and helpless. She could actually sleep peacefully in the same room with a man like him.
Is she too confident in herself, or does she simply not care?
Jun Moyi stared at Sang Liwan's sleeping face, various emotions flashing in his eyes...
The next morning, Sang Liwan felt that he had slept very comfortably.
She turned around with satisfaction, but her arm accidentally hit another person's chest.
She froze and her eyes suddenly widened.
Turning around, she met Jun Moyi's smiling eyes, "Good morning, Wanwan."
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