Murong yuan didn't say any more, but called out to the door, "Muyang?"

Muyang heard the sound and looked at Su Yunchu, who was held in Murong yuan's arms. He silently lowered his head and told himself that he didn't see anything.

Su Yunchu was slightly embarrassed. He didn't know if he was guilty. He clearly felt that Muyang looked very wrong and struggled to leave. Murong yuan still grabbed her with one hand and only ordered Muyang, "go and prepare some food, light."

"Yes!" Muyang did not raise his head, but bowed his head and retreated.

Su Yunchu was almost crying with a face, "Huai Qing, can you put me down?"

Murong Yuan said positively, "ah Chu, it's cold, so you're warmer."

Well, what else can she say.

However, murongyuan let Su Yunchu go before Muyang came in with the food. He knew that she was shameless about it.

Su Yunchu finally breathed out. She didn't want to be hugged by Murong yuan in front of Murong yuan's subordinates. But Su Yunchu didn't know at this time. Slowly, all Murong yuan's actions to her unknowingly made her adapt, and then became an irresistible habit.

At this time, the lights in the room really really clung up, and the room was bright. When Mu Yang was in the stage of lighting the lamp, he quietly make complaints about his master who didn't turn the lamp in the dark room.

However, Su Yunchu, who was eating with a job, was also uncomfortable, because Murong yuan didn't eat at all. He only served her dishes while watching her eat. He looked gentle. Where was the cold look Su Yunchu always saw, and he didn't forget to explain, "although it's lighter, it's late now. Eating too greasy is bad for his intestines and stomach."

Su Yunchu felt that she really couldn't eat like this. She put down the dishes and chopsticks. She looked at Murong yuan, "Huai Qing, aren't you hungry?"

Murong Yuan said softly, "I'm not hungry. I'm not hungry when watching ah Chu eat."

Su Yun choked at the beginning. She changed too fast and talked too much. She couldn't stand it.

"Huai Qing, can you stop changing so fast, madam? I think I'm not used to it."

Murong yuan took a lotus root slice into her bowl. "It's all right. Just wait for ah Chu to adapt. Besides, where have I changed? This is what I am. Ah Chu doesn't know me enough."

Well, Su Yun had his first meal, stopped talking, just picked up the dishes and chopsticks, closed his eyes, and threw the food into his mouth.

Murong yuan only looked at her, his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were spoiled. However, under his still dark blue eyes, Murong yuan flickered slightly. He thought that he had to let ah Chu adapt to his kindness to her as soon as possible.

Su Yunchu can't afford a meal.

It was not too late at this time, but it had just arrived at Xushi. It was just because it was winter, so it got dark earlier.

Murongyuan finally drank a bowl of porridge under Su Yunchu's order. After dinner, the two were tired of being together again. A man grabbed the woman who was not very comfortable being held and sat on his lap again. "Ah Chu, I'll live in King Jing's house tonight. Won't you go back?"

Su Yunchu glanced at him. "It's still early, and your body is all right. Why don't I go back and stay here?"

Murong yuan pursed his lips and said to Su Yunchu for a long time, "Zhiyuan Hou's house is too far away. I'm afraid it's unsafe for you to go back."

"Won't you let the guards of the royal residence escort me when I go back? I think the man who sent you back today is very good. You should rest assured that he sent me back."