The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Okay! That's there." Yun Qianyue immediately agreed.

The two got out of the pavilion. Yun Qianyue felt that her hands were heavy and sour, and she frowned. Only then did she find that Rong Jing gave him all the weight and was dragged away by him, could he not be tired? Her face was dark and she let go immediately.

Rong Jing glanced at her, ignoring the folds caught by her, and continued walking forward. Walk slowly, not too slowly.

"Little girl, what's going on? What are you and this weak beauty grinning?" Ye Qingran greeted him.

"It's nothing! He was going to faint, and I took him a hand." Yun Qianyue opened her eyes and said nonsense, but also blushed and gasped.

Rongjing was not broken, and his pace was slower, looking very weak and pale.

"Weak Beauty, what's the matter with you? Wasn't it okay earlier?" Ye Qingran looked at Rongjing, frowning, obviously looking disbelieved.

"It is estimated that I got cold yesterday. There was no attack in the morning, but now it has happened." Rong Jingdao said.

Ye Qingran took a step forward, reaching for Rongjing's pulse.

Rong Jing didn't hide, but behind him, a string song appeared instantly. The string song blocked the light dye at night and warned: "Dye little prince, my family does not like others to touch him. Please keep a distance of three feet."

Yun Qingyue blinked, did she become a VIP again? She touched Rongjing more than once!

"Smelly!" Ye Qingran snorted, still withdrawing his hand.

Yun Qianyue sees that the light demon in the night lightly avoids this little devil, and it seems to be true. She thought about it for a while, and sure enough no one was too close to him except for her chord song from the day when she saw Rongjing. Even the old emperor was never there. Today Rongjing sat close to the light night There is also a distance of three feet. She thought so, and pointed at Rong Jing. You said twice and looked at the sky silently. wack!

"Little girl, he treats you differently. There are exceptions every time. Just when you actually pulled his arm, for so long, if you change to someone else, your hand may have been cut off by this guy long ago. "Ye Qingran's eyes flashed eeriely, and she said to Yun Qianyue who looked up at the sky. "In his eyes, it is estimated that I was not treated as a human being." Yun Qiangyue didn't feel that being elevated by Rong Jing felt good. This black-hearted guy might not even think of her as a human being!

"Miss Qianyue is really god, she actually knows what Shizi thinks." Xian Ge suddenly admired. At the beginning of the Nanshan Mountain of Lingtai Temple, his family's son really told Prince Nanliang this way. At that time, Miss Qingyue was drunk and dead, and naturally she could not hear it, but it was enough to admire Shizi's thoughts.

"Uh...hahaha..." Ye Qingran was stunned for a while, and then she burst out laughing.

"You have self-knowledge!" Rong Jing also smiled.

Yun Qingyue snorted and lived with Rongjing for so long. Angrily, he looked back at Rong Jing's smiling face, "Hurry up, leave!"

The spot nodded, and the pace was faster.

Seeing that Ye Qingran was not close to Rongjing again, Xiange disappeared.

"Little girl, will you ride a horse with me? How? I will send you back to the house." Ye Qingran asked.

"No, I have something to look for Rong Jing. You go! You will have to compete with... Tomorrow and Rong Feng, and quickly go back to rest." Yun Qianyue mentioned that Rong Feng Nao Guren hurt. Sure enough, the impulse is the devil! She never imagined that Rong Jing was actually Rong Feng's uncle. day! Thunder struck her to death.

"I'm not tired." Ye Qingran looked at Yun Qianyue's expression, shook her head, frowned and asked, "What are you going to do with this weak beauty?"

"Important!" Yun Qingyue wanted to say that it was an important event in marriage.

"What important event is so important? You can find me the same way. I can do what this weak beauty can do." Ye Qingran looked at Yun Qiangyue and Rong Jing again. The former wanted to hit the wall, the latter The smile is extremely flat. His intuition is not a good thing.

"You can't do this big thing. If I can do it, I will find you already." Yun Qiangyue thought of Rong Jing's earlier sentence, and she didn't know if she didn't understand. It's really bad for years!

"Little girl, don't be blacked by this weak beauty! He is black! Can't spit out bones." Ye Qingran emphasized that, with his knowledge of Rong Jing, this little girl might be threatened by him.

"I know, all right, you can go home and rest! You can't do this thing." Yun Qianyue didn't want to say anything. She reached out and pushed Ye Qingran, seeing Ye Qingran's face is not good, she immediately coaxed: "I'll be fine with you to race for the next day, as compensation, okay?"

Ye Qingran's face suddenly improved a lot, "Okay, then promise you! But your head is smart, don't be fooled by this weak beauty."

"I know. Rest assured! If he dares to fool me, I will let him die off son." Yun Qianyue gave Rong Jing a glance, and promised to lightly dye the night.

Ye Qingran nodded in satisfaction, glanced at Rong Jing with a warning, "No bullying is allowed! If you let Ben Xiao know that you are bullying the little girl, I will disturb your glorious Wangfu."

Rong Jing glanced at Ye Qingran lightly, but ignored it.

Ye Qingran turned and walked away, and soon went out of the gate of the competition. Without a moment, the sound of a horseshoe went away.

Yun Qingyue was relieved. If Ye Qingran really wanted to follow her, she really couldn't ask in his face, or Ye Qingran was cute and knew she had a little face. She turned back and looked at Rong Jing slowly and pacing slowly, angrily: "Aren't you hungry? Hurry up!"

"Can't walk!" Rong Jing gave her a warm look.

"Don't think about me carrying you, impossible!" Yun Qingyue snorted. He had never been able to move, it was the posture that even a hundred people would pull him up.

"I can't move today." Rong Jing sighed and stopped, his voice and weakness.

Yun Qianyue stopped and looked at Rong Jing, who was about to sneer and sneer, and glared at him, seeing that there was a dense sweat on his forehead, and his face was a little whiter than it had just been, and he seemed really sick. She frowned, turned back and walked a few steps, came to him, and stretched her hand against his veins.

Rong Jing stood still, letting her take a pulse.

The string song did not appear this time.

"Are you really sick? Why is your pulse so weak? What are you doing these days? How did you make your body a virtue? Didn't I really do something good as I said? Xunhua asked Liu? You are a proud son of the royal palace , What kind of woman do you want? As for going out to find?" Yun Qingyue frowned while scolding.

"I didn't go looking for flowers to ask Liu!" Rong Jing's white face turned black, and these four words gritted his teeth.

"What bad things did you do?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows.

Rong Jing was silent, and with a clear spring-like eye, it seemed that there was a little bit of grudge in it.

Yun Qianyue had such a look, and said angrily: "Sure enough, I was right. You didn't do good things, and you made yourself a virtue."

"Yes, I did not do good deeds. If I don't help you take away the twelve gold mountains you hid, would you really be waiting for the emperor..." Rong Jing asked back.

Shocked by Yun Qingyue, he immediately went to cover Rong Jing's mouth, his eyes did not forget to look around. Seeing this, I didn’t know when she had gone empty, and she let out a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "Be careful of the walls and ears, how can you just take it out and say? If the emperor knows that we are all done, that old The emperor is not an old thing to look at at a glance."

"You must force me to say it." Rong Jing was very innocent, and his voice was still gentle. There was no fear at all.

"Okay, ancestor, I'm afraid you're a success?" Yun Qingyue was thinking about the twelve golden Buddha statues. Twelve golden mountains suddenly appeared in front of her. Haha, she wouldn't worry about having no money to spend. : "Hey, I heard that Xiangquan Mountain has always been guarded by heavy soldiers. How did you hide those Buddha statues without knowing it?"

Rong Jing's face was black. "If you marry Rong Feng, you should call my uncle, but my family has no grandson to marry you. Let you call my ancestor every day.

"You..." Yun Qianyue was speechless. The small face suddenly crawled with countless black lines and stared at Rong Jing angrily. "Humor, I mean humor, do you understand? You are an antique!"

Rong Jing's long eyelashes blinked and shook his head, very simply, "I don't understand!"

Yun Qianyue took a deep breath and felt that it was not too far away from the death. If she married Rong Feng, she would be mad at him every day if she asked me to say hello, and she would be wailing after two years. She broke her face and said weakly: "If you don't understand, don't understand! No one understands me..."

She feels that encountering Rong Jing is not only bad for years, it is simply bad for her life.

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue's collapsed little face, and a very shallow arc was slightly drawn at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes also burst into a smile. After he had suffered a great deal ten years ago, even Grandpa was not close. The old man had no choice but to call his ancestors to him countless times, probably what she meant now...

"Hey, I ask you, how did you get out of those twelve Jinshan gods without knowing it?" Yun Qingyue pressed down the depression in her heart, and asked again after lowering her voice. This is what she cares most about.

"Are you sure you want to say here?" Rong Jing lowered his voice and asked.

Yun Qianyue was silent for a moment, took him around and walked away, and said, "Go to Zuixianglou for dinner! Just order the lotus leaf smoked chicken you said."

"Good!" Rong Jing slowly moved up, dragged away by Yun Qianyue.

The two finally walked to the door, the string song was already sitting in front of the car, and the two looked like they were twisted into a twist and dragged out. He twitched the corner of his mouth. His family is a good son, since he met Miss Asagi. It's gone. Sighing and sighing, sighing, but he still quickly picked the car curtain for the two.