Chen Wen did not expect that Murong Yue would find out about him the day after he returned.

I feel happy and scared at the same time.

He was happy because he thought Murong Yue paid much attention to him, but he was afraid because he was worried that Murong Yue would resent him.

But he never thought that Murong Yue didn't take him seriously at all.

Murong Yue didn't want to pay attention to him, so she walked around him and left.

Chen Wen suddenly said: "I... it was an accident between Xue'er and I. I drank too much that day."

Facing Chen Wen's explanation, Murong Yue laughed out loud.

"Chen Wen, do you think I care about you and Murong Xue?"

Chen Wen was a little stunned by her smile: "Is it difficult...isn't it possible?"

Murong Yue said calmly: "Of course, what do you do to me?"

After saying that, he continued to move forward.

Chen Wen shouted: "You don't care, how do you know what happened to Xueer and I? We never told anyone about it."

Murong Yue said without turning her head: "Then you should ask your good Xue'er, don't ask me."

Even if Murong Xue didn't tell anyone about such a big matter openly, she would definitely let someone reveal it secretly.

The reason was to let Murong Yue know that she had Chen Wen's child.

It also made Chen Wen have to marry her back quickly.

But what Murong Xue didn't expect was that instead of making Murong Yue jealous, Chen Wen had other thoughts about her.

Murong Yue had just taken two steps when she seemed to think of something and turned around and said, "Chen Wen."

When Chen Wen heard her calling him, a look of pride appeared on his face.

I thought to myself: I just ignored him on purpose, will I regret it now?

But what Murong Yue said next was beyond his expectation.

"Chen Wen, please don't always think that you are excellent in the future. There are more outstanding people in this world than you, and only Murong Xue regards you as a treasure."

After saying that, he took Qingfeng and left.

Chen Wen was left standing there motionless in a daze.

After walking far away, Qingfeng was still a little upset.

"Girl, why don't you let me scold him? Thinking about how self-righteous he is, I just want to slap him twice."

Qingfeng clenched her fists in anger.

"I'm a scholar, do you dare to fight?"

Qingfeng said disdainfully: "Bah! Isn't he just a little scholar? How can he compare with my uncle!"

Murong Yue looked at her faintly.

Qingfeng realized she had said something wrong and immediately smiled brightly.

"Haha~ Girl, this slave is quick to talk and said the wrong thing. It should be beaten, it should be beaten, hehe..."

Murong Yue did not speak, but continued to walk forward.

Seeing this, Qingfeng secretly scolded the secret guards.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see what happened between Mo Qingcheng and Murong Yue. They looked at each other differently.

So they secretly called Murong Yue as their mistress.

As time passed, even Qingfeng also changed to call Mo Qingcheng his uncle.

No, when I got excited just now, I accidentally shouted out.

However, looking at Murong Yue's face, she didn't seem to be angry. Qingfeng felt relieved and quickened her pace to follow.

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The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is the Laba Festival.

Murong Yue made Laba porridge.

"Sister, what is this?"

Murong Qi asked this, and Murong Yue remembered that there seemed to be no Laba Festival here.

Not only Laba Festival, but also many festivals are not available here.

Except for the Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year's Day, these more meaningful festivals are the same as where she lived.

There are no other festivals such as Laba Festival and Beginning of Winter.

"This! It's called Laba porridge."

"Why is it called Laba porridge?" Murong Qi asked curiously.

"Because today is the eighth day of December, also called Laba."

"Girl, every month has the eighth day of the lunar month, why is this month called Laba?"

Qingfeng, who was on the sidelines, was also curious.

"This Laba doesn't come just by chance. There is a heroic story in it. People came here specifically to commemorate a general to express their gratitude."

When Murong Qi heard that there was a story, his eyes lit up and he said: "Sister, sister, I want to hear a story."

Murong Yue smiled and said, "Okay, I'll tell you about it later when I finish my work."

"Girl, I want to hear it too." Qingfeng said.

"Okay." Murong Yue nodded.

A pot of Laba porridge is served amid laughter and laughter.

"Qingluan, go and invite everyone to eat together!"

There are many people in the family, so a big pot is specially used for cooking.
Chapter completed!