However, the mont that thought crossed his mind, a faint blush imdiately appeared on his face like drifting clouds at sunset.
Rong Qinglei who saw the change in his expression mistakenly assud Yue Mingxuan was simply happy about going out with him.
He secretly felt that the road to winning Yue Mingxuan’s heart had just grown a little brighter.
"Go early and co back early. Don’t eat too much," Shang Qinghua said before leaving as he lightly tapping Yue Mingxuan on the head with his hand.
The affection in the gesture was unmistakable.
Yue Mingxuan nodded with a flushed face. He then quickly turned around and left with Rong Qinglei.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he might no longer want to leave.
Shang Qinghua truly seed to possess a kind of magic that could firmly draw him in and hold him there.
Yet Yue Mingxuan felt awkward admitting such thoughts to himself.
Besides, he believed he did not currently have the luxury of worrying about personal matters.
There’s too many things that had happened recently and he had no desire to let emotions entangle him at such a ti.
The questions about where things might lead between them were simply not sothing that should be considered now.
"The pearl cakes from this shop are very delicious," Rong Qinglei said when he noticed that Yue Mingxuan seed sowhat distracted. He paused and looked at him. "Could it be that Mingxuan doesn’t really feel like eating?"
"How could that be!" Even when his mood was low, Yue Mingxuan still placed food above everything else.
Besides, Rong Qinglei was certainly the one paying this ti.
For soone like Yue Mingxuan who firmly believed that refusing a free advantage made one a fool, claiming that he did not actually want to eat at such a mont was sothing no one would believe anyway.
"If you really don’t feel like eating, there’s no need to force yourself—"
"No, no, you’re thinking too much!" Yue Mingxuan waved his hands repeatedly.
If Rong Qinglei decided to retreat at the last mont, then there would be no generous fool left to pay for his al.
"Actually, it wouldn’t matter if we didn’t eat today," Rong Qinglei continued. "I’ve noticed that you’ve been staying in your palace these days and hardly going out. I thought perhaps sothing had happened."
He made no effort to hide his concern for Yue Mingxuan.
In his heart, whatever Yue Mingxuan might have experienced in the past, he wanted to face whatever ca in the future together with him.
During this period, Yue Mingxuan had refused to leave his residence and as a prince of Beirong, Rong Qinglei could hardly barge into soone’s private chambers just like that.
He was simply worried about Yue Mingxuan and did not want anything to happen to him.
That was why he had gone out of his way to look for him.
He was not like Shang Qinghua who would suddenly appear in Yue Mingxuan’s room in the middle of the night.
"It’s really nothing," Yue Mingxuan replied.
Seeing how worried Rong Qinglei was about him moved Yue Mingxuan deeply.
But the events of the past few days were things he truly did not want to tell Rong Qinglei.
Although those matters had not been extrely dangerous, they were hardly pleasant mories either.
He did not know whether Rong Qinglei would even have the patience to listen through the entire story, so Yue Mingxuan chose to keep silent.
Moreover, when it ca to the matter of Consort Wan, he instinctively did not want too many people to know, although, in truth, quite a few people already did.
Even though he trusted Rong Qinglei, he simply did not know how to explain it to him.
The fact that he had trespassed into soone else’s tomb was better left unknown to most people.
After all, in the eyes of people of this era such a thing was far from auspicious.
Shang Qinghua and Gongsun Xing might not care much about it, but Rong Qinglei might not see it the sa way.
"You really don’t need to guard yourself against ," Rong Qinglei said.
"It’s not that I’m guarding against you," Yue Mingxuan replied. "It’s just that so things are difficult to explain. I wouldn’t even know where to begin."
"I have plenty of ti to listen to whatever you want to say." Rong Qinglei stepped forward, but soon realized he had acted sowhat out of line. He quickly added, "Forgive for being presumptuous. Let’s go eat the pearl cakes together."
The pearl cakes from that shop looked crystal clear almost like pieces of jade or glass.
The grains of rice on top were plump and round which truly resembling tiny pearls.
Yue Mingxuan had already been quite hungry to begin with and the mont he saw the cakes, his appetite was instantly stirred.
"Slow down while you eat," Rong Qinglei said.
Yue Mingxuan’s frank and carefree manner well, to be honest, his rather unrefined eating habits actually looked quite endearing in Rong Qinglei’s eyes.
Still, he could not help worrying that Yue Mingxuan might choke.
After all, the way he was devouring the food made it seem far too easy for him to get sothing stuck in his throat.
"It’s fine, it’s fine!" Yue Mingxuan swallowed the food in his mouth all at once and waved his hand dismissively.
Sohow, the way he ate so eagerly did not appear crude at all in Rong Qinglei’s eyes.
"If you enjoy it that much, you can have my portion as well." Seeing how happily Yue Mingxuan was eating, Rong Qinglei quickly pushed his own plate forward.
Truthfully, he had never been particularly fond of sweets or delicate pastries like these.
But since Yue Mingxuan liked them, he had made the effort to gather information about such things.
Thinking about it, the guards under his command were not extraordinary in every sense, but each of them was still quite skilled.
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