Mu Chu shook his head, still only looking at Qiqi.

Qiqi also got up and sat down against the boat wall like him, "Since we don't sleep, can we have some snacks?"

After saying that, I took out a bag from the bag and saw the fried chestnuts I bought on the road two days ago. Because I kept it in the world bracelet, I didn’t throw it into the bag until I came out this morning. At this time, there was still a little warmth.

Mu Chu still didn't like to talk. She took the paper bag from her hand, held the chestnut in her hand, and peeled it for her quietly. Every time she peeled one, she gave it to her hand, and continued to peel the other quietly.

Qiqi sat next to him and was also looking at him quietly. He was still so quiet that he didn't like to talk. He looked so indifferent that he didn't dare to get close to him. However, at this time, his eyes were indeed clear. Compared to Mr. Mu in the past, isn't he thinking much less in his mind now?

The identity of the third prince of Yue State brought him too much burden. Sometimes, he would lose control when he was too much, just like when she asked He Lian night to help make the drum set. When he first asked him to practice drums, he was moved by the rhythm and broke the instrument in his hand out of control.

He shouted in pain in the words "Why", and she felt sad when she heard it. She didn't know what pain he felt in his heart at that time. Now, thinking about how much pressure he had at the beginning?

I have always done what I don’t want to do. Even if I am a prince of a country, I have always lived in the darkness and have never truly experienced the joy of being a prince in one day.

Perhaps for him, the identity of the third prince does not represent honor, but a shackle.

Now, he has forgotten the past, many people, many things he has done, will his future life be happier?

However, in those clear eyes, a faint layer of confusion or even a faint sadness will occasionally be dyed.

No matter how unbearable the past is, who is really willing to completely turn his past into a blank space? Ah Chu, he also wants to know who he is and wants to recall everything in the past, right?

"I will definitely cure you." She unconsciously bit the chestnut he sent over, and she assured vaguely.

Mu Chu looked at her with a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, and after a moment, it returned to softness.

"It's great." He smiled slightly, shook her little hand, and then lowered his head to peel off her chestnuts.

However, Qiqi's nose suddenly became sore, and he became sore in his heart. The sourness almost made her cry.

Is this really good?

"Why?" She still had something in her mouth and her voice was still unclear. She asked muffled: "Is this really good?"

"Very good." He turned his head and looked at her again. This time he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently flicked her nose. In his soft eyes, there was a pampering thing that could not be dissolved: "I'll stay in Qiqi for the rest of my life, and... very good."

Her throat was blocked, and something tugged hard in her heart. It hurt so much that even tears were about to overflow.

I hurriedly left my face to clean up my burden, and with this action, I swallowed the tears that were almost bursting out of my eyes.

This is not good, not good at all. She has other people in her heart, but he is so devoted... not good at all to him.

Mu Chu is like this now and completely recognized her. She doesn't know how to explain to him in the future, or will he accept her explanation, or can he even accept it?

She didn't know, really didn't know, one day he knew that there was someone else in her heart, would he leave alone in despair?

What should I do if the poison on his body is? If she cannot find a way to remove the poison, will he die in a few years?

Chu Xuanchi's cold face kept flashing in his mind. I miss him, I really miss him, but she couldn't let go of the man around her. At this time, she would make her choose, and even she didn't know whose hand she should hold and continue walking.

If it weren't for him, A Chu wouldn't have become like this now. How could she let him down? How could she watch him lonely and sad?

She can't do it, she really can't do it...

"Do you still eat it?" In her hazy gaze, a peeled candy-fried chestnut was sent to her. Before she could wipe away the tears in her eyes, she suddenly looked up and met his gentle gaze.

There was nothing clear and clear there except for her doting.

Such a clean and flawless love...

"Achu..." She called out hoarsely, her throat was blocked, and she couldn't say a word.

Mu Chu took the chestnut back, put it back into a paper bag, held up his sleeve, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

The water-like eyes locked on her little face. He shook her hand and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, next time the third lady comes back, I will seal my Tiantan hole, and you will not feel any pain within half an hour."

He didn't know where these knowledge came from, but after experiencing the severe pain of being tortured by poison several times, he slowly developed it.

"No." Qiqi exclaimed, knowing that he still knew a lot of medical principles in his subconscious mind, but the consequences of doing so were extremely terrible. He would not feel any pain within half an hour, but after the effect was over, the damage he suffered would increase exponentially.

How can he do it!

Holding his big palm back, she said in a deep voice: "Promise me, don't do anything randomly."

Mu Chu didn't say anything, but just looked at her. After looking for a while, he held her hand tightly, and a slightly invisible smile came out of the corner of his lips: "Qiqi, I... like you very much."

Because he likes it, no matter what he does, even if he hurts himself, he will definitely not let her suffer any harm.

Mu Ruyun wanted to hurt her unless she stepped over his body.

Qiqi bit her lip hard, always feeling that her tear glands were too developed in the past two days. His words almost made her cry again.

If you like her, if you change to Mr. Mu in the past, he won’t even say it if you beat him to death. But now, when he is saying these words, isn’t he completely stressed?

There are no distractions in my heart, only one thought is to protect the people you care about. Such Achu lives a simple and comfortable life, which is much easier than in the past.

But when she thinks of another domineering and stingy man, how much pressure is she?

There was no accident during the day on the first day. At night, the crew held a pot and asked the guests on the boat if they needed dinner. It looked similar to modern trains or long-distance cruises.

Because it is early winter and the weather is cold, most people are willing to have a hot meal. Only some people are short of money and the dinner on the boat is at least twice as expensive. Therefore, they would rather eat the dry food they bring.

Qiqi also ordered two servings. After he came back, he first used a silver needle to detect the poison. He tried it without any problems before he had a meal with Mu Chu.

In fact, if you can put aside those worries with Achu, it will be the most comfortable and comfortable. They are all used to life outside. Even if he is a prince of a country, he has no rigidity and arrogant attitude that a prince should have.

He can eat delicacies in mountains and seas with elegance, and can also eat simple food with relish. When eating, he can always pick out what Qiqi likes from his own meals and pick them up little by little to her, and then put what she doesn't like to eat into his own bowl from her portion.

Even though he was damaged by poisoning and forgot about the past, Qiqi's preferences and dislikes were always subconsciously kept in his heart.

Some things are like rooted in the heart and cannot be removed no matter how they are.

After dinner, I was tired of staying in the cabin. I bought some grass from the boatman and fed Wangxi, who was left in the cargo hold, and Qiqi pulled Mu Chu to the front deck.

There were many people standing on the deck in groups of three or three, either blowing the sea breeze or whispering occasionally, and the positions around the railings were basically filled.

Qiqi was a little helpless and walked out and couldn't find a place to go. She was about to pull Mu Chu back into the cabin, but Mu Chu suddenly tightened her wrist and jumped up before she exclaimed. Without anyone noticing, she hugged her and jumped onto the top of the boat, and landed steadily on the high boat.

When Qiqi looked up, he saw dense stars shining everywhere in the sky, and the bright moon hanging in the center of the stars.

The crescent moon is curved, and although the moonlight is not very bright, it also sprinkles silver and white all day long.

She walked forward a few steps, and when she turned around, she saw Mu Chu standing under the moonlight. His plain white clothes were gently raised against the sea breeze, and his clothes were fluttering, which looked very beautiful.

At first glance, it was still the same as before, as white and clean as a legitimate immortal.

The black hair like water drifted in the wind, and strands of brushed across his handsome and unparalleled face. His strong facial features and lines were deep. The bright moonlight fell on him, pulling out a long shadow. This scene really made Qiqi feel like he accidentally broke into the fairy world and saw the gods in the sky.

However, in this fairy posture, there was always a little less of the taste that she had known in the past, but there was a little more clarity and peace.

She couldn't explain clearly whether Mu Chu was happy in life like this now, or that he lived a reckless life in the past, or that each had his own worries and pressures. However, whether it was the past or the present, he habitually hid the emotions he didn't want to be snooped.

That is a habit that has been developed over the years, and it cannot be controlled by just a single insect.

"It's a little cold here." He was wearing a plain white silk dress, which looked a little thin in the wind. She fumbled in the bracelet of heaven and earth for a while before she took out a robe she brought with her when she went out, walked over, and put it on for him personally.

The senior brother's outer robe was worn on Mu Chu's body, and the size was just right.

"Is it cold?" she asked softly at him.

He shook his head, raised his hand, swept away the dust from the wooden board under his feet with his palm wind, reached out to hug her, opened his robe and wrapped it around her, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

The movements are natural and familiar, as if they have practiced countless times in their hearts, without any hesitation when doing them.

However, Qiqi was slightly confused and didn't know whether he should push him away, but he is like this now...
Chapter completed!