Falling in love with the little cutie

Xiu Qianji handed the one he rolled out with a sign to the old man and said, "Seeking marriage."

The old man stood up and saluted without being humble or overbearing, and then took it. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. He spent most of his time signing lots and lots of fortunes this day, mostly asking about marriage.

Sitting down, he took out the red paper and looked at the familiar black words, and couldn't help but say: "The prince's marriage is far away in the world and right before your eyes..."

When Muyu heard this, he couldn't help but turn around subconsciously. Is it the same as himself?

Xiu Qianji raised the corners of his mouth and glanced at Mu Yu. He knew that he had always known where his marriage was.

It’s just that the other party doesn’t know.

"What if the other party doesn't know my feelings?" Xiu Qianji asked.

"I don't know what you mean," the old man repeated. He looked at the words on the red paper in his hand and pondered for a moment before smiling, "It's not that I don't know... I don't know myself."

Listening to these almost straightforward words, Muyu didn't understand. Is it slowness, ignorance of love, or scheming?

Could anyone really dare to hang the only prince of the Liang Kingdom? Seeing Xiu Qianji looking happy and blossoming, would he be willing too?

"Is it because you don't know? You don't know?" Xiu Qianji understood, and then looked at Mu Yu again with a smile.

Muyu: "...."

I was looked at for no reason, and felt a little weird...

After unwrapping the signatures, the two left, dismissed the people maintaining the scene, and walked to the bamboo forest in Beiyuan to sit down.

Muyu lowered his head, no longer arrogant: "Your Majesty, I didn't know you were the prince, so if I have offended you, please don't blame me."

Xiu Qianji looked at his slumped shoulders and calmly took a sip of tea and asked, "Master Xiao Mu, why is this so?"

Muyu's heart was beating wildly when he heard this, and his joy and anger were indescribable?

"Young man, I was offended before," Muyu said honestly, looking like he was showing weakness.

In fact, I'm so unhappy that I'm about to explode. You want something from me, and you'll be angry if I don't give it to you? !

Be careful, if I were in my own world, I would definitely let you know why the flowers are so red!

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter." Xiu Qianji looked at him giving in and felt inexplicably in a good mood.

In the previous plane, he could always get over whatever happened. How could I ever see him giving in?

"Really?" Mu Yu just finished scolding him for being stingy, and turned around and said it didn't matter.

No, even if he says it doesn't matter, it's not him who is wrong!

This evil feudal society, bah...

"Master Xiao Mu," Xiu Ganji called him, "You are here today, do you want to ask for a signature?"

Muyu nodded: "Yes."

"What do you want?" Xiu Qianji asked.

Muyu's little head didn't understand why he asked like this, but he could only tell the truth: "Looking for marriage and trivial matters."

"Really?" Xiu Qianji nodded clearly, "Is there any solution?"

"Understood" Muyu replied honestly.

"How do you explain marriage?" Xiu Qianji asked someone to find out, but he wanted to hear what he had to say first.

"That is to say," Mu Yu hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's the same as the prince's."

Xiu Qianji was stunned and smiled, he didn't expect this.

"It's really effective!" Xiu Qianji happily affirmed.

Muyu also nodded in acquiescence.

"Then, can I give up my love?" Xiu Qianji was still thinking about the money bag.

Made by my own little prince, it was so tempting that I had to get it, not to mention it was a mission!

"Huh???" Mu Yu's head short-circuited for a moment, and then he immediately reacted, took off the money bag from his waist and presented it with both hands: "Please accept it, Your Majesty!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and waited for him to reach out for it before taking it back.

He has been watching palace dramas with his family since he was a child. He can't learn the complicated etiquette, but it doesn't stop him from pretending.

Xiu Qianji took it with a smile. His smile froze when the system prompted that it was copied by someone else.

Muyu didn't know that the counterfeiting had been discovered, and he thought that the grudge between him and himself was over. As long as he was careful not to provoke him again, everything would be fine.

Xiu Qianji held back his anger, maintained his modest persona, and asked, "Is this the money bag you made with your own hands?"

Muyu nodded obediently: "Yes."

Xiu Qianji wanted to lose his temper, but he obviously wasn't!

But on the surface, it's really almost the same. If there wasn't a problem with the system verification, I would have been deceived.

For a moment, Xiu Qianji's gentle temperament disappeared, and his whole body exuded a kind of low pressure that seemed to be absent.

Muyu sensed something was wrong with him for no apparent reason. It wasn't until he saw Xiu Ganji looking at the money bag that he suddenly realized that he must have been exposed!

Seeing that something was wrong, Muyu quickly stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty, it's getting late. The younger one has to leave first."

As he said this, he wanted to get out of the way as soon as possible.

"Stop!" Xiu Qianji couldn't help shouting.

"Why?" Xiu Qianji felt very sad, "Why did you lie to me?"

It really saddens him that he is not jealous of me and cheats me with other people's imitations.

It made him really want to have some forced love...

"Huh??" Muyu was a little panicked. No way, he was found out now?

A fake look? No, I compared it myself.

"This money bag was not made by you at all!" Xiu Qianji felt bad all over.

Muyu looked at this gentle and polite prince, who was angry and lost his temper because of a 'imitation' money bag, which was a little awkward.

This is a place in ancient times. If you are not careful, you will lose your head. What should you do?

Explain, will he listen? But if you explain, he might be even more angry, because you were trying to fool him in the first place...

"I..." Mu Yu was speechless.

Acting like a coquettish person obviously doesn't work...

"Ah Yu~" Xiu Qianji was very angry, "Do you have any explanation?"

Xiu Qianji felt that he must seek justice for himself today and could not let him fool him.

"I can explain it." Muyu didn't notice the title, and he was panicking, so he could only quickly reassure him, "This money bag was indeed made by me."

"I, I, I don't know, what you see is different from what you saw before, but this is indeed what I did."

Xiu Ganji is even more unhappy. How dare he open his eyes and tell lies?

"Young Master Xiao Mu, are you trying to fool me?" Xiu Ganji lowered his voice and stared straight at him.

"No!" Mu Yu just retorted forcefully, then began to make amends, then put on a guilty conscience to please, and quietly showed weakness to defend himself: "It is not easy for me, a grown man, to learn needlework. I became a monk halfway, and I made some mistakes along the way. If you don’t know, someone else will take over, that’s normal!”

"So, this money bag was indeed made by me, but it doesn't mean it was completely made by me..."

"Your Majesty, please understand."

Muyu suppressed his panic, praised his wit, and saluted him with a serious face.

Xiu Qianji: "...." Very reasonable

My ability to talk nonsense has increased...

Seeing that he didn't respond, Muyu probably believed it and quickly tried to make amends: "Your Majesty, I lied to you. It was my fault. To atone for my sin, I will make one with my own hands and give it to you!"

"Absolutely made by my own hands, not by others, 100% made by me alone!"

Muyu's sworn guarantee.

"Okay" Xiu Qianji saw that everything he said was so logical, so he could only agree first.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for not remembering the faults of others." Muyu thanked him obstinately, feeling relieved.