He hugged her slowly.

Jun Muqian was stunned for a moment. Even though she had traveled across the Eastern Region for many years and met countless people, she was a little at a loss at this moment.

This time, she forgot everything she had thought before.

In the peripheral vision, you can see the faint glimmer on his silver mask.

Jun Muqian didn't move. Her body stiffened for a moment, but it wasn't because she was too close.

It's not like she has never been this close to him before. Back in the palace, when she faced the enemy, there was also the time when she forced him to drink medicine, and the time when she slapped Su Qing in the face in public...

But these cannot be compared with today's time.

It was just an ordinary hug, but Jun Muxian felt that her heart was moving.

She didn't speak, and Rong Qing didn't move.

Time seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment, and everything around him became quiet.

There was a cool breeze, and the sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground, swaying.

It's so quiet that it doesn't look like a human being.

Just when Jun Muzhen finally calmed down and was thinking about how to speak, the man in scarlet clothes took a step ahead of her.

Rong Qing spoke with a cold voice: "Belated blessing."

After saying these five words, he straightened up and spoke neatly

During this process, Jun Muzhen's body was shaken again.

How does she feel? Is he a little too close to her?

She must have felt wrong. After all, a person like him, who was so calm and self-possessed that he even tied up his clothes, would not take the initiative to do such a thing.

Until ten seconds after they separated, Jun Muxian was still sitting there.

She opened her eyes and looked forward, but her pupils were unfocused, and her mind was filled with thoughts.

What did he just say?

Oh, blessing.

But what does a hug have to do with happiness?

Jun Muxian felt that her mind couldn't turn around for a while. She raised her eyes to look at the man in scarlet clothes who had sat down again, and hummed two words: "Blessing?"

Hearing this, Rong Qing held the wine glass, glanced at her, and reminded: "You said it yourself before."

"Myself?" Jun Muqian was stunned, and then she slowly remembered, "Oh, I said so."

——It is said that those who survive a catastrophe will be blessed later. For my blessing, I just want the young master to give me a hug.

Oh, that's right.

Jun Muqian finally realized it, and she asked why he suddenly hugged her. It turned out to be because of her words.

She held her chin and looked at the person opposite, thinking, this person seems aloof and unattainable, but sometimes he has a good heart and a delicate heart.

Now thinking about it carefully, Jun Muqian suddenly understood why Rong Qing chose to give her "blessing" at that time.

Because she said something - still a little sad.

Is this because you want to prevent her from being sad, so you take the initiative to give her blessings?

Sudden--

"Son."

"Um?"

"It's so kind of you."

"Um."

Jun Muxian expressed that she was very moved. After a pause, she asked, "So I want to call you by another name. Do you mind?"

Rong Qing held the wine glass for a moment, then finally raised her head, still with an unclear ending: "Huh?"

Maybe he saw that the purple-clothed woman's eyes were too bright and full of hope, so she didn't refuse after all.

That's all, she is in a low mood now due to her life experience, so she doesn't need to worry about anything.

He also wanted to see what she was going to call him.

Rong Qing lowered her eyes and said calmly: "Just scream."

Then--

"father."

A sincere call containing rich emotions.

If someone heard it at this moment, I'm afraid they would burst into tears, and then think about what kind of loving father and daughter this is, it is really enviable.

But obviously, the two people in the house did not have this kind of relationship.

So the next second after the words fell to the ground, there was a "click"!

There was a crisp sound in the air, disturbing the birds resting on the branches outside the window.

Rong Qing looked at the woman in purple sitting opposite with no expression, her eyes narrowed, her voice was calm, and there was no hint of emotion or anger: "Dad?"

This word gave him a very bad feeling.

Because that day, on the way back from the palace banquet, when she was drunk, she mistakenly thought he was her father.

Well, she also said that his father is a bird.

But at that time, she was unconscious.

Drunk people are more stupid, so she is the stupidest among stupid people.

Calling him dad was nothing, it was just a mistake, but now——

I kind of want to kill someone.

And, I still don’t know why.

"Don't be angry." Jun Muqian saw that he seemed to be angry, and her voice softened a little, "I just screamed because you are so kind. Just now, I felt my father's love."

"Father's love?" The voice as cold as snow became a little darker, and the tone was cold.

Rong Qing put down the cup in his hand. Without the strength to support it, the cup quickly broke into countless pieces and scattered on the table.

Then, he turned his head and looked at her with cold eyes.

Jun Muxian stared at the pile of fragments on the table and hissed, "What a job."

Even Xueyu can be crushed with one hand, she is so envious.

"Qingmei, don't be angry, I really just screamed." Jun Muzhen quickly retracted her thoughts. She had a hunch that she seemed to have caused a big problem today.

But she obviously had his consent, so why was he angry?

After thinking about it, Jun Muqian felt relieved again. She is a beauty, but she is boring if she doesn't have a bad temper.

You can coax her if you have a temper. How can you prove yourself if you don't coax her.

Feeling that the air pressure around her was getting lower and lower, Jun Muqian thought for a moment, and then laughed: "Master, I just called you, don't take it seriously. How can you be my father? You are..."

At this point, she paused, unable to find a suitable word.

But at this moment, Rong Qing looked at her specifically, as if asking: "What is it?"

"This, yes, yes..." Jun Muxian suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "She is my beauty."

After saying that, the extremely low air pressure was instantly relieved.

call……

Jun Muqian breathed a sigh of relief, brushed his hair, and thought to himself, he was finally coaxed.

It seems that she can't call like this anymore, she has to remember.

Alas, but she really just wanted to scream.

She doesn't have a father, so she can only imagine this.

"Beautiful Qing, you..." Jun Muxian looked at him with still no expression, and said a little uncertainly, "Are you not angry anymore?"

Rong Qing raised his eyes and glanced at her, then slowly raised his hand to get another wine glass for himself, and said in a neither salty nor bland voice, "Why are you angry?"

"Yes, yes!" Jun Muzhen nodded quickly, "You are not angry, but you are happy."

But she was thinking in her heart that she was really a good person and didn't expose him.

Well...since he said that, if he said the opposite, he must be angry.

But why?

Suddenly, Jun Muxian remembered what Fufeng had just said to her - doesn't Xiaoqian know that a man's age is a secret?

It turns out...she did something wrong unintentionally.

Never again.

However, her beauty looks so beautiful without even a single wrinkle. She must be twenty years old at most.

You are so young at twenty, why should you care about your age?

Jun Muqian immediately changed the subject. She cleared her throat and asked, "Qingmei, where is your family?"

After asking the question, she remembered that every time she saw him, there was just one more Mu Lin beside him.
To be continued...