Luo Qingmo muttered in his heart, lay back, and his small body curled up into a ball, and fell asleep unknowingly.

…………

The next day.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes and felt that his head was heavy and his head was dizzy.

The same drowsiness is different from the wedding night.

After the wedding night, I woke up in the morning and felt a faint soreness all over my body.

But this time, except for dizziness, there was no feeling.

There is no doubt that everything that happened last night was just a dream.

but……

Is there really such a real dream in the world?

It was so true that he could not judge the truth and falsehood. Even Jingxinyu couldn't bear to use it, for fear of interrupting the other party's rhythm... Cough.

In short, compared to Xiao Lu Tea's dream before, this time the dream is much more real.

As expected, the soul strength of the dreamer is far greater than that of himself.

Is it Chang'an?

This is the most likely person.

But the question is...what does she want?

It is not possible to practice the "Yin and Yang Heart Sutra" in your dreams, which is of no benefit to improving your cultivation.

If you have such a show, you can enjoy more than half an hour of joy in your dreams and feel refreshed when you wake up, and you seem to have nothing else.

After a while of random thoughts, I still had no clue.

Ren Pingsheng simply doesn't worry about it.

Anyway, it’s in a dream that has no effect on reality, so just have fun in time.

He thought so and turned on the check-in system.

【Successful sign-in, strength +1】

The familiar prompt sounded.

Ren Pingsheng got up and changed his clothes, held the broken knife, pushed open the door, and began to practice.

This happened in the next two days.

Suddenly, he was still a little uncomfortable with it and teased the little fox from time to time.

However, for some reason, the little fox seemed to be very resistant to his touch. Every time he touched it, his body was stiff and occasionally trembled, and he was as soft as the soft little fox who used to behave like a coquettishly.

Totally different.

If it hadn't left Ren Mansion.

Ren Pingsheng thought he had changed to a fox.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that since I dreamed of Chang'an last time, I have not dreamed again for three consecutive days.

To be honest, it's still a bit regretful.

After all, although it is just a dream, the sensory experience is extremely real and almost no different from reality.

In short, the days pass by day.

In a blink of an eye, it was the seventh day of the seventh month.

The Chinese Valentine's Day, also known as the Qiqiao Festival, is the only festival mainly women among the many festivals in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the capital, whether it is an unmarried girl or a married woman, she will worship her seventh sister on this day, but the purpose is different. One is to pray for marriage, and the other is to pray for blessings and wishes.

The fire is coming in July and the weather turns cooler.

early morning.

The azure sky is clear and transparent, without clouds floating, less bright and dazzling, and more leisurely tranquility and calmness.

Ren Pingsheng got up and changed his clothes, called a guard, and ordered him to call him a basin of warm water.

Add some hair care medicinal materials to it and bring it to the next door.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Xiao Lucha holding his buttocks up and putting fruit on the far end of the stone table.

"Miss Chuyue." Ren Pingsheng called out softly.

Jiang Chuyue turned to look at him, and saw a basin in his hand. His eyes lit up. He stood up straight, looking moved, and said in a trembling voice: "The prince is here to bathe for others."

I'm so touched."

As he said that, he reached out to wipe away tears that did not exist, and his big watery eyes blinked.

The Chinese Valentine's Day bathing is a tradition in the Gyeonggi region. It is said that women can make young and beautiful, and unmarried girls can find their best husband as soon as possible.

Ren Pingsheng came in with warm water just to use this reason to see Chang An and see if she was relieved.

If possible, I will try to see if the dreams I had in the past few days were related to her.

This problem has troubled him for a long time.

If it weren't for Chang'an, who turned into Chang'an in his dream and ran away wildly.

If it were Chang'an, why would she refuse herself that day? Was she shy or something else?

"Miss Chuyue misunderstood. I'm here to find my wife."

Ren Pingsheng watched the performance of Xiaolu Tea calmly, unmoved at all.

“…”

Jiang Chuyue didn't expect that he would refuse so simply, and his expression sluggishly, and he looked aggrieved: "Okay, it's me that I'm so passionate..."

After a pause, he said, "Senior sister doesn't want to see the prince today. Please come back in a few days."

Sure enough, it is the case again.

Ren Pingsheng was used to being turned away, so he only said "I understand" and turned around and walked back.

Jiang Chuyue looked at his back, pursed her lips, raised her tone, and said to herself: "Jiang Chuyue... You are obviously a little maid who no one cares about, and you always take yourself seriously. It's true.

It's ridiculous."

A self-deprecating tone, pitiful.

Anyone who doesn't know will definitely feel distressed when he hears it.

But Ren Pingsheng knew it.

This is just one of the many ways Xiao Green Tea attracts itself.

“…”

Ren Pingsheng stopped and turned to look at Jiang Chuyue, with a hint of helplessness in his eyebrows: "Miss Chuyue, isn't it good for us to be honest?"

When Jiang Chuyue saw that he really stopped, her pretty little face showed a hint of joy, she blinked playfully, and her voice softly: "Who is honest with the prince, will the prince give him what he wants?"

Ren Pingsheng answered very decisively: "No."

Little Green Tea: "…"

Ren Pingsheng shrugged: "You have to tell me first, what do you want?"

"What do you want..."

Hearing this, Xiao Lucha fell into thought. As he thought about it, a blush appeared on his pretty face.

Ren Pingsheng: "..."

She was thinking about something messy, and she couldn't even bother to care about it in her whole life.

Today, he has more important things to do, and he has no time to play the game you guessed and I guessed here.

"Miss Chuyue slowly thinks that I still have something to do, so I won't be with the girl."

Ren Pingsheng said casually, turning around and leaving.

"Wait a moment."

At this time, Jiang Chuyue stopped him: "I've already thought about it."

Ren Pingsheng stopped and looked at her.

Jiang Chuyue pursed her lips and lowered her eyes and said, "I want the prince..."

Speaking of this, it ended abruptly.

Seeing that Ren Pingsheng had no reaction, he pouted and continued, "Put his hair to others."

"Fat?"

Ren Pingsheng glanced at the window of the main room, and a look of hesitation appeared on his face.
To be continued...