The housekeeper was a monk named Zhang Er, and was confused and full of confusion.

Only Nan Qingjue knew best why he took a cold bath tonight, all of which were caused by Su Moliang.

After lit his fire, he was not responsible for extinguishing it, so he had to be cold and think coldly.

Thinking of the self-control he once proud of, even he almost thought he had no feelings for women.

Now it seems that I just didn't meet the person who made him feel.

Nan Qingjue woke up a lot, but Su Moliang fell asleep and slept until dawn.

It was not until the sun was burning on her butt the next day that Luman knocked on Su Moliang's door.

"Miss, it's getting late, get up and have breakfast."

Su Moliang stretched, squinted his eyes and looked at the dazzling sun shining in from outside, then slowly got out of bed and pushed open the door.

Seeing this, Luman immediately entered and dressed up Su Moliang.

"Miss, do you know? The prince seemed to have taken a night of ice bath last night. What was the stimulation he was?"

Su Moliang was drinking mouthwash when he heard this, he immediately sprayed out, holding his smile on his face.

Nan Qingjue dares to say that she is dissatisfied with desires. He is really dissatisfied with desires. Even the ice water is soaked. How hot is it?

"Where is he now?" Su Moliang couldn't help laughing when he thought of the scene, and was even more curious about his current appearance.

Luman didn't know what the lady was having fun.

In the past, the lady was cold and quiet, and didn't talk much, and she rarely smiled. Apart from making others smirks, she rarely saw such a heartfelt smile.

"The prince is in the hall, waiting to have breakfast with the lady. However, his face is not very good. I guess he may be sick. After all, who can withstand the ice water bath?"

Su Moliang smiled, and did not answer, but stepped out of the bedroom and walked towards the main hall: "I want to see how bad his face is."

At this time, Nan Qingjue, who was waiting in the hall, had a dark face as the bottom of a pot, and his deep eye sockets released a terrifying cold light anytime and anywhere. When he saw Su Moliang coming in, his ice blue pupils shrank even more and tried hard to control them.

Holding the urge to strangle her to death, he spoke coldly.

"My beloved concubine, did you sleep well last night?" This sentence seemed to be a greeting, but it got goose bumps in Su Moliang's ears.

As long as you are not stupid, you can hear the gritting teeth in this sentence.

Su Moliang smiled, sat down in a good mood, and nodded slightly: "Well, I'm sleeping well, your date grass is good."

Nan Qingjue looked at her radiant and energetic look, and her face became even more sank.

"It seems that the prince's face is not very good. I heard that the prince went to take a bath in the middle of the night. Could it be that his body was frozen?" Su Moliang asked with concern and said, and his caring eyes moved from his face to

The lower abdomen, the eyes were too exposed, which immediately shocked Nan Qingjue.

Damn, is there any woman who hopes that her husband will freeze the lower body?

Su Moliang looked at Nan Qingjue's darker and darker face, shut up with satisfaction, picked up the chopsticks and started to have breakfast.

Nan Qingjue saw that her smug appearance was much more vivid than usual, and the anger in her heart also dissipated a lot.

Forget it, it’s rare to see her so happy, so it’s no big deal to make her happy.

Thinking of this, Nan Qingjue spoke quietly, his cold voice was heavy, and he couldn't hear his emotions: "I'll accompany you back to Su Mansion tomorrow."

"Su Mansion? Why go back?" Su Moliang was eating when he suddenly heard this and raised his head, his face full of confusion.

For her, the ghost place in Su Mansion was just a place to sleep, and there was nothing to be left to nostalgic for her, and it didn't matter whether she went back or not.

"Return to the door in three days." Nan Qingjue explained coldly.

After the bride becomes a monk, she will go back to her parents' home to visit her parents' parents' parents' home on the third day.

Hearing this, Su Moliang felt it was ridiculous, "There is no need to go back to that place! Besides, we have not yet gotten married, so why should we go back to the door?"

Nan Qingjue glanced at her coldly, then continued to lower his head and eat breakfast gracefully.

In this way, both of them were much silent, and then he said again: "Make up in the future."

This sentence was clearly what Nan Qingjue said after brewing for a long time and struggling for a long time.

His expression was a bit unnatural and his tone was even more awkward.

Su Moliang was a little unable to keep up with Nan Qingjue's rhythm, and it would be difficult for a long time to understand his words from time to time.

Make up?

What to make up for?

Make up for the wedding?

However, the speculation at this moment immediately shocked her.

This man is domineering and cold, and the thoughts he spends on her are unique and delicate.

Although he snatched her back, he now promised to make up for her. He seemed to really care about what she said and what she thought

However, even though he said something to please her like this, his face was still as cold as a piece of black ice, so arrogant that it made people want to break his disguise.

Although Su Moliang thought about this, his heart still felt a little warm.

"Tomorrow, Su Yixue will go back." Nan Qingjue directly ignored Su Moliang's straight look and reminded him again.

Su Moliang was stunned when he heard this, and soon understood what he meant.

Because they are all the same kind of people, black-hearted!

Nan Qingjue knew her very well and knew that Su Moliang would not let Su Yixue go. As long as Su Yixue is there, Su Moliang would definitely go and get in.

Su Moliang was very satisfied with this.

"Okay, I'll go back tomorrow." Su Moliang agreed without thinking.

Seeing her so refreshed, Nan Qing's cold and hard lips gradually curled up a smile.

The next morning, Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue left the palace.

This time they were riding in a carriage and arrived in a short while.

Nan Qingjue took the carriage under the servitude servant's service, while Su Moliang walked directly into the Su Mansion.

At this time, Su Moliang happened to see Su Yixue walking out of the hall. His pace was fast and he was in a hurry, as if he had already planned to leave the Su Mansion.

Su Moliang raised his eyebrows, sneered at his face, and shouted kindly: "Sister Xue, you came very early today. I just arrived and you were leaving. You wouldn't be deliberately avoiding it.

Am I?"

Seeing Su Moliang walking over gracefully, Nan Qingjue was still following her, Su Yixue's expression froze under the veil and she secretly grabbed the palm of her hand.

"What my sister said? How could my sister avoid her? It's just that the matter at the prince's mansion is complicated today and my sister needs to take care of it. So I have to hurry back." Su Yixue endured a lot of hatred and his voice was still

It's really a big deal to explain it as if you pretend to be happy.

Su Moliang made her run in a wedding dress and chasing her in a coupe, and finally fainted. She was actually a side door carried by the guards.

Until now, when I arrived at the Prince's Mansion, those maids and slaves also pointed at her when they saw her, and were not afraid of her at all.

Nan Jinghuan didn't even look at her, and regarded her as an invisible person.

Such a life is a hundred times harder than that of the Su Mansion.

Thinking of this great humiliation, Su Yixue almost bit her silver teeth when she hated her.

When Su Moliang heard this, his face became sarcastic and he sneered and asked back: "Is that so? It turns out that my concubine can also handle housework. This is the first time I heard about it today."
Chapter completed!