Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

Chapter 132 Ideological Struggle

"For us, the reason why this happens is because the word 'like' is too vague.

Many people realize after being together that what they thought they liked at the beginning might just be a novelty that they had never understood, or a momentary feeling of being touched, or a dependence that replaced the missing love.

These emotions will always leave a mark in people's hearts, making people mistakenly think that such feelings are love. Only after being together do they suddenly realize that such feelings are not love.

When you realize this emotion, you will separate. After trial and error, it will be easier for people to find their true love. "

Qiao Shinian seemed to be explaining for Mu Qingchen, and smiled as if jokingly: "I think there is a saying in our place that makes sense, love at first sight is nothing more than lust at first sight.

Alas, love is so complicated. But fortunately, at least I have an ideal type, so finding a partner is not too difficult. "

Mu Qingchen heard some hidden meaning. He was not sure whether Qiao Shinian had noticed his feelings for her. He spoke with some difficulty: "Who is your ideal type?"

"The kind with the youthful vigor." Qiao Shinian recalled the moment when he first developed feelings for Song Shuan, "lively and full of energy, the boy's casual recklessness and curved eyebrows were very likable.

Come to think of it, Mo Lin is quite to my liking in some ways. Tsk tsk, what a pity to waste such a good-looking person. "

Qiao Shinian suddenly thought of some of Mo Lin's actions and couldn't help but sigh.

"I don't know if Wen Jiu can stay faithful to one person from the beginning, but looking at the general environment, it's extremely unlikely for him to stay faithful to one person from the beginning. So, will the views on marriage that I have told him become a psychological burden for him?

Forget it! Don’t think too much about it.” Qiao Shinian was still yawning.

Mu Qingchen was silent. He closed his eyes and felt a little sad in his heart.

Whether she meant it or not, she had spoken her mind and set the boundary.

Mu Qingchen felt a little stuffy in his chest, as if something was blocking it.

In this case, what should he do? Get along with her like now, and tell himself that the feeling is not love, but just a temporary novelty as she said?

Just continue to like her, let this love ferment in the most secret corner of your heart, watch her quietly, as long as she is happy.

Or, rob her by force, imprison her by his side, and not let her go even if she cries and resists? Snatch her away from Wen Jiu and lock her up in the Xianwang Mansion forever to keep him company?

Mu Qingchen suddenly felt at a loss. At this moment, he was like a confused child. He needed guidance and advice.

But who could give him advice? His father had long since passed away, his mother...was no longer his mother, his friends, they had already drawn a line and no longer had any contact. His brother, the one who treated him like a knife, could never be mentioned.

He stared into the distance in a daze, his heart growing sadder and his chest growing more congested, as if he was about to drown, and his breathing became more and more difficult.

It was the first time he had such emotions, the first time he had such feelings, the first time he had such results. He just felt confused and at a loss, like a powerless child, not knowing what to do.

After a long time, he stood up and slowly walked to Qiao Shinian. She was already fast asleep and unaware of the movement around her.

He was somewhat happy because she was so confident in him and she was so confident in him.

He quietly looked at her sleeping face and the hands folded on her abdomen. He wanted to hold them. How would it feel to hold such a small hand in his palm?

He wanted to touch her cheek, wanted to know the feeling of her cheek rubbing against his palm. He wanted to hug her, wanted to know if such a soft person would reach out and hug him tightly.

At this moment he seemed to be possessed by a demon, with all kinds of thoughts popping up in his mind one after another. He quickly took a step back to get rid of these ridiculous thoughts.

How could this be? !

Mu Qingchen couldn't believe that he would have so many dirty thoughts, and he strode away from here.

She said to the maid waiting outside, "Send someone to the study to let me know when she wakes up!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The maid replied in a low voice.

Mu Qingchen strode to the study. He wanted to calm himself down. He must not have such dirty thoughts again! This idea was contrary to the way of a gentleman and the teachings of the saints.

However, sitting at his desk, his heart was still clogged and those dirty thoughts could not be eradicated.

"Bai Yue!"

"Your Highness." The door was pushed open and a figure stood there.

"Go get a bucket of ice water. I need a bath."

"Yes."

Without any doubt, the figure disappeared in the study very quickly.

Qingyu followed the ice water prepared by Bai Yue to the room. He asked in a low voice: "Is the prince... in love?"

"Talk less, otherwise I will report you to the prince and let him punish you." Bai Yue did what Mu Qingchen asked him to do meticulously.

Qingyu shrugged and sighed, "You and that woman Dianxiang are the most boring in this mansion! It's really unfair that you two can't be a couple!"

Bai Yue glanced at Qingyu coldly, and Qingyu said nothing more.

By the time Mu Qingchen returned to the dormitory, the chaotic thoughts in his mind had calmed down a little. Looking at the bright flower beside the pillow, he couldn't help but have many thoughts again.

He didn't understand what was going on, why these dirty thoughts, even the dirty thoughts had reached the point of insulting saints.

At this moment, he deeply doubted his own nature, suspecting that his nature was actually no different from those beasts in human clothing.

It’s just that I haven’t met that person before, it hasn’t been leaked out, and it hasn’t been discovered before.

He is far from being as indifferent and noble as he thought, and far from being as free from worldly desires as he thought.

When his desire and inner condemnation reached its peak, he angrily took off his robe and stepped into the icy water.

Feeling the coldness on his skin, feeling the coldness clinging to his skin and then gradually penetrating into his flesh, Mu Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't understand why he had such urgent and dirty thoughts as he thought about it.

He wanted to tell Qiao Shinian that he liked her and wanted to get her affirmative response, but Qiao Shinian's previous words undoubtedly told him that she had no feelings for him between men and women.

She was just taking advantage of his power to escape from that little devil in the palace. She had no feelings for him at all. She knew it so clearly, so that's why she said those words, right?

She was afraid that he would misunderstand something, and that he would have feelings for her that he shouldn't have.

At this moment, he thought a lot.

The charming impulse in my heart slowly receded like the tide, leaving behind some residual anger, and then I returned to my normal state of mind as before.

"Qingyu." After he got up from the wooden barrel, dried his body and put on his inner clothes, he looked at the clothes on the ground and felt ashamed. When Qingyu came in, his tone was even a little angry: "Take this set of clothes and burn them!"

Qingyu was quite puzzled, but still replied, "Yes."

Confusedly, he picked up the clothes on the ground and walked outside, feeling a little surprised. What happened?