The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"You put it away first! No need to wash it." Rong Jing gave advice.

"When will you leave back to your mansion?" Yun Qiangyue asked.

"Although your wound has healed, it is also superficial. It will take a few days." Rong Jingdao said.

"Then I will put it away for you first, and you will live next door tonight. You will no longer be allowed to live in my room." Yun Qianyue said.

The spot nodded, this time extremely happy, "Okay!"

Yun Qingyue snorted, stooped to pick up the clothes on the ground, and save it, and put it in his cupboard. Rong Jing's eyes flickered, and he walked slowly to the table and sat down, his eyes still on Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue put on the cabinet lid, turned around, and met Rong Jing's eyes. She felt that she had a thick skin, but still not as thick as this man. Before she even spoke, she listened to Rong Jing seriously: " Since you... still lie down on the bed!"

"I can't die." Yun Qianyue stared at him coldly.

Rongjing's face flashed unnaturally, his lips coughed slightly, and he looked away from the window and stopped talking.

Yun Qianyue walked to the bed and removed all the bedding sheets. Save it, save it, hug it in her arms, walk to the door a few steps, push the door open, throw it into Cailian's arms, "Take it and wash it."

"Yes!" Cailian thought about this sheet before washing it, but he didn't dare to say anything, and quickly took it.

"Command the kitchen to cook a pot of chicken soup for your lady." Rong Jing's voice came out.

Cailian shook her hands in shock, almost throwing away everything in her hand, and she looked at Yun Qianyue with a pale face.

As soon as Yun Qiangyue saw this little girl, she knew she wanted to be crooked. I thought that the ancients were really precocious, so the twelve or three-year-old girl actually knew better than her. She glanced back at Rongjing, and said to Cailian angrily: "What are you thinking about randomly? I'm coming from Kwai Shui."

Suddenly, Cailian glanced at Yun Qiangyue a little, and nodded blushing, "Slaughter, let's go!" The words fell, holding things and turning around.

Yun Qianyue saw Cailian ran into the rain, and the rain was crackling on her, her small body shrunk into a little in the dense rain curtain, she took a breath of fresh air, and turned and walked back to the room.

"Change dressing!" Rong Jing saw Yun Qianyue coming in, his complexion restored as before, and said warmly.

"Hmm!" Yun Qiangyue was not hypocritical, and nodded. Women, there are all things like this. If you are embarrassed, you will be embarrassed. If you have been shy, how can you mix? She shouted outside and listened to the snow and rain and came in with warm water.

Yun Qingyue sat on the soft couch, Rong Jing rolled up her sleeves, stood up, and began to change her wounds.

The silk cloth was pulled apart, and the wound was scarred. As Rong Jing said, it was only a scar on the surface. It would take about a few days for all to die, but this was enough for Yun Qianyue to admire Rong Jing's medical skills. , It really is not covered. She couldn't help but praise, "The medical technique is really good. I will be injured again in the future, it's up to you."

Rong Jing gave a handful of relief, and his tone was a little heavy.

Yun Qianyue rolled his eyes and hummed: "I don't want to think about how I was hurt? It's not because of you! If you're not stupid, am I hurt?"

Rong Jing was silent, and said after a moment: "I will not be stupid again, so you are not allowed to be hurt anymore."

"You can't say it if you're not sure? Who are you?" Yun Qianyue sneered, and saw Rong Jing stop, she immediately urged, "Come on, I'm starving to death. You finished my meal ."

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qingyue deeply and suddenly lowered his head, and said with some self-deprecation, "You're right, I'm not yours. You are willing to suffer after being injured, except this time, I won't care about you again Life and death."

Yun Qianyue's heart shook.

Rong Jing quickly moved her hands, quickly cleaned her and changed her dressing, got up and stood up without looking at her, and walked up to the door.

Yun Qingyue was stunned and asked, "Where are you going?"

Rong Jing said nothing, opened the bead curtain, walked out the door, and stepped into the rain.

Yun Qianyue chased out without thinking, and rushed out of the door. The rain slammed on her. Her eyes closed and opened uncomfortably. She reached out and grabbed the sleeve of Rongjing, annoyed: "No Do you see it raining? Where are you going?"

"Return to the House!" Rong Jing spit out two words, still not looking at Yun Qianyue.

"Don't you return to the house after two days? Now you can leave now?" Yun Qianyue asked.

"I have nothing to do with you, and I am not yours. Who am I to stay here? Do you think I am free? I came here with my good mansion and ran away here and was ridiculed by you. . This world is not so cheap." Rong Jing shook away Yun Qianyue, threw a sentence without expression, and walked out. A fine rain curtain surrounded him, and the crescent-white brocade was immediately covered with fine rain spots.

Yun Qianyue opened her mouth and made no sound, standing at the spot and watching Rong Jing leave, motionless.

"Miss..." Listening to the snow and listening to the rain had been waiting in the house. They didn't expect that the good two would suddenly turn their heads without speculation, and they chased them out in fright. Seeing Rongjing leave, Yun Qianyue was standing in the rain. The two quickly used their sleeves to cover Yun Qianyue from the left and the right.

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing's figure and didn't return to Qingyue Pavilion. She felt annoyed, angered, and unclear. She only felt that her heart was **** by a mess and she couldn't vomit. It is impossible to break out again.

"Miss, it's raining outside! Jing Shizi's body will be spoiled when she returns home, you..." Hearing Xue's courage. These days, she feels that Jing Shizi stays in the lady's room to take care of her day and night, and she definitely likes the young lady. Although the young lady seems to be averse to Jing Shizi, but she can't think of it for her obscuration. Originally she thought that the two would be better from now on, but it was something that was unexpected.

"Yeah, Miss, Jing Shizi has always been very weak. If the rain is seriously ill..." He also hurriedly heard the sound. She didn't understand how Miss Xiao and Jing Shizi would have quarreled away, how could they turn over today. Especially in these situations. No one is hurt by the rain.

"Love can't go! Go back to the house!" Yun Qingyue suddenly lifted the next sentence with hatred, pushed away to listen to snow and rain, and quickly stepped into the house. She chased it out when she was sick.

Listening to the rain and snow, they looked at each other and then to the door. Where there was Rong Jing's figure, he hurried into the house.

Yun Qianyue entered the house and sat on the soft couch, scolding "nervous", and remembered that what she said was indeed hurtful, but in the past she said that she was a hundred times heavier than this. Today, he lost his temper, and although he regretted it, it would be impossible for her to chase it out again. Sitting with a dark face, he was secretly sulking.

Listening to the snow and the rain entering the house, I saw Yun Qiangyue's somber complexion, and I dared not speak again at a glance.

"Miss, the meal is ready. Will the slave serve you?" Cailian brought the sheets to the washroom and returned to her room. She walked into the room briskly, and did not see Rong Jing. She asked in surprise: "Miss, What about Jing Shizi?" Then, she realized that Yun Qianyue's face was not good, and she immediately muttered.

Yun Qianyue looked up at Cailian and said to her: "He left, you go and give him an umbrella, let alone let me give you."

Cailian froze, although she was not very smart, but this situation can also imagine that Miss and Jing Shizi fell down again. Nodded, he quickly retreated and quickly took an umbrella and ran out of Qianyue Pavilion.

Listening to the snow and the rain secretly relieved, thinking that the young lady still cared about Jing Shizi. I hope Jing Shizi can understand.

Yun Qianyue thought about how he took care of her for two or three days, and it was raining outside! She can't be too impersonal. It is best to roll back this time, and it is better to return to the bridge afterwards. Although thinking this way, I still felt uncomfortable in my heart.

Not long after, Cailian went back and forth, and the umbrella in her hand was also taken back. She walked back to Yun Qianyue and said timidly: "Miss, Jing Shizi was already in the carriage when the slave-servant chased out."

"Xiange is back?" Yun Qingyue was stunned.

"It doesn't seem to be the car called by the guard called String Song." Cailian shook her head.

Not a string song? Is he already ready to leave? Yun Qianyue said to Cailian: "You go to the gate again and ask the guard who guards the door. When did the carriage stop at the gate and then ask who was driving?"

"Yes!" Cailian turned and went out again.

Yun Qianyue stood up in front of the window and looked out of the window, when the dense rain suddenly rose. She looked at the gray sky and felt more gloomy.

Listening to snow and rain standing at the door, the atmosphere does not dare to breathe.

Not long after that, Cailian ran back under the umbrella again, panting and saying: "Miss, the carriage was just here. It is said that it was the car driven by Grandma Sun in the palace. When Grandma Sun arrived, she met Jing Shizi and wanted to go back. Grandma, Grandma Sun got out of the car and asked the carriage to send King Shizi back to the Grandma. Grandma Sun went to the old prince himself and said that she would come here for a while."

"Well!" Yun Qingyue responded without feeling emotional. Thinking he was lucky, he had a ready-made car!

"Miss... What happened to you and Jing Shizi? Would you like to chase down to give this umbrella to Jing Shizi?" Cailian waited a while and heard the voice of Yun Qianyue, asking softly. She is always a close person of Yun Qiangyue, dare to ask more than listening to snow and rain.

"He's already in a carriage. Where else can he get an umbrella? Don't bother!" Yun Qingyue suddenly turned back, thinking about the anger and discomfort she came from. Didn't she always expect the **** to be far away from her? Wouldn’t it be better now? Thinking of this, he was gone, and he felt uncomfortable. He sat at the table and said to Cailian: "I'm starving, and eat quickly."

"That slave-servant will go and bring it to the young lady." Cailian retreated.

"The slaves also go!" After listening to Xue and Yu, following Cailian, they also retreated.