On a cold night, in a quiet street corner, illuminated by the dim light of lanterns on the street, Hua Qingcheng and Wu Chen sat in a row eating plain noodles.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!"
Hua Qingcheng treated the noodles as a birthday cake and sang "Happy Birthday" to Wu Chen.
"My dear sister, if I could see you smiling at me every day, I would be happy every day!"
"Flower Monk, um..."
Wu Chen held up Hua Qingcheng's face and kissed her lips that he had been longing for.
With endless aftertaste and attachment, Wu Chen savored it bit by bit, savoring the sweetness that the "good sister" brought to him in his bitter life.
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"Good sister, eat quickly, the noodles will not taste good if they get cold!"
After a cup of tea, Wu Chen withdrew his lips from Hua Qingcheng, kissed her on the forehead and then let her go.
"Flower Monk..."
Hua Qingcheng looked at Wu Chen with a complicated expression, but that guy was as thick-skinned as a city wall and didn't care about the struggle in her eyes at all.
Hua Qingcheng asked the vendor to add an extra spoonful of hot soup for each of them, and then the two of them lowered their heads and ate their noodles without saying a word. After finishing a bowl of Yangchun noodles with its delicious broth, light and refreshing taste, Hua Qingcheng and Wuchen felt a warm feeling.
Although it was just an ordinary bowl of noodles, it was the most delicious food Wu Chen had ever eaten.
This was Wu Chen's first and only birthday in eighteen years. But he was very content because he had his "good sister" by his side for his first birthday.
At three quarters past ten in the evening, under the cold moonlight, on the still bustling street, Hua Qingcheng, dressed in the blue uniform of the Imperial College, was held in the arms of Wuchen, dressed in a white monk's robe. The two rode on the same horse on the way to the palace.
At six quarters past midnight, even if he asked the horse to go slowly, Wu Chen still managed to send Hua Qingcheng to the gate of the palace.
"Good sister, you've been in class all day and you must be tired. Go back and rest early."
After carrying Hua Qingcheng off the horse, the moment Hua Qingcheng turned and walked towards the palace gate, Wu Chen pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.
"Good sister~"
"Let brother hold me for a while..."
Wu Chen held Hua Qingcheng for a cup of tea before reluctantly letting her go.
"See you tomorrow at the Imperial College!"
Wu Chen brushed away a strand of hair that fell on Hua Qingcheng's forehead, gave her a mischievous smile, and then watched her leave.
At 2:15 PM, in the bedroom of the Crown Princess of the Eastern Palace.
Hua Qingcheng lay on the spacious bed, took out the string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads that she had placed in the space villa, and twisted them one by one until she felt increasingly sleepy...
"Your Highness!"
"Your Highness!"
Hua Qingcheng was busy all day long. Seeing that it was almost midnight, Su Mutiansheng hurriedly called Hua Qingcheng.
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