Traveling to ancient times to become a princess, she wins every step of the way

and many more!

Su Liluo, who was bound by the Immortal Binding Chain, bent down with great effort and stared at the guqin for a while. Suddenly, she found that the guqin seemed somewhat familiar.

She looked carefully at the words engraved on the corner of it, and she was sure that this was Rong Yan's piano.

How come his piano was in the guest room?

wrong!

Su Liluo jumped up and stood up and walked towards the inner room of Kuanluo.

The dark purple curtains were embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns and hung high on both sides of the vermilion lacquered bed.

On the square couch not far from the large vermilion lacquered bed, there was a chess game that had not yet been completed.

The chessboard was smooth, white and radiant with light; it was made of top-quality ancient jade.

This house was where Rong Yan moved in after he became the Prime Minister of Dongling.

But Su Liluo remembered it clearly. The zither and the white jade chessboard were things she had seen in the old Rong Mansion before.

They are all Rong Yan’s treasures.

Now, she was in the room where she was locked up.

What does this mean?

This means that Rong Yan actually locked her up in his own room!

This madman!

What does he want to do?

What’s the matter? Is the new Prime Minister’s house so small?

Bring her here, and there's not even a guest room?

[Master, Master Rong wants to sleep with you? ]

The Ringwraith couldn't help but analyze.

[Shut up!!! Get out of here!]

However, it is made of deep-sea black iron after all. With straight male thinking, he said whatever he wanted to say. It's really irrelevant!

A good professional at picking up insults...

About half an incense stick of time had passed when Rong Yan came back.

He was holding a tray in his hands and was wearing only a crescent-white robe instead of a heavy fur cloak.

The tall and thin figure walked in the spacious corridor, with a sense of loneliness and isolation.

"Sir, I'm back. Let me do it."

After Kong Zhu returned from the palace in a carriage, he immediately rushed over to serve him.

Rong Yan: "No, go back and change your clothes, and ask the kitchen to make some food that Ali likes.

I will have dinner with her."

Kong Zhu nodded: "Yes, I will go right away."

During the previous trip south, Kong Zhu was often responsible for arranging everyone's meals. Rong Yan knew that he should be very familiar with Su Liluo's taste.

The door was pushed open, and Rong Yan walked in with the tray in his hand.

He looked around the room but did not see Su Liluo. An undisguised look of disappointment rose between his brows.

[Ali, are you really leaving? ]

‘Clang! ’

Just when Rong Yan was feeling disappointed, a sound of something heavy falling was heard from the room inside.

He placed the tray on the round table beside him with suspicion and strode towards the source of the sound.

Rong Yan: "..."

Even though he could remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe, he could not help but burst out laughing at the scene in front of him, and tears even came out of his peach blossom eyes.

"Hmm...%...￥%"

Translated: Rong Yan! Are you a human being?

Seeing how miserable she looked, he didn't offer to come over to help her, but instead stood there laughing so hard that he bent over.

Didn’t he confess to her in front of everyone that he was attracted to her?

Is this how you like someone?

It's totally inhumane!

Su Liluo had her head stuck in the flowerpot, her mouth full of dirt, her words unclear, her eyes red, and at this moment she just wanted to find an empty crack in the ground to crawl into.

That’s right, after she found out that this room was Rong Yan’s own room, she wanted to sabotage it for him with malicious intentions.

Then she searched around the room and, with her limited fingers, struggled to place several silver needles in the wardrobe and inside his clothes.

Su Liluo felt secretly happy when she thought that Rong Yan would grimace in pain when he was pricked by the silver needles when he changed his clothes in the future.

Then she looked back and saw the neat and clean big bed.

Thinking of Rong Yan's obsessive-compulsive disorder, she wanted to get some of the soil from the pot of flowers on the wide table under the window onto his bed.

If you can't beat him, just disgust him.

result……

The tragedy happened.

Just when she happily used her ten fingers to finally reach the flowerpot in front of her, before she could take out the soil residue inside.

She accidentally slipped and fell towards the flowerpot in front of her.

The flowerpot was hit by her forehead and fell to the ground instantly, but fortunately it was strong enough and did not break.

However, Su Liluo, who was like a big insect and could only be a cricket pupa, was not so lucky.

The immortal chains on her body are even more terrifying than the tight hoop on Sun Wukong's head.

Su Liluo struggled in panic, and her pretty fair face fell directly into the big flowerpot full of soil.

The loud noise that Rong Yan heard after entering the door was the sound at the moment the accident happened.

"Hahaha……"

“Ugh—Pfft, pu…Ah…”

Rong Yan, damn it, can you please stop laughing!

Su Liluo was so angry that her body swayed from side to side as she lay on the ground.

Her little face, lifted from the flowerpot, was covered in dirt, and she opened her mouth and spat out several times, also full of dirt.

Rong Yan probably couldn't bear to see her miserable appearance anymore, so he stopped laughing, walked over, squatted down, and completely rescued her from the flowerpot.

With a big hand, he moved the flowerpot away. Rong Yan bent down and reached his hand under Su Liluo's waist and behind her neck, and picked her up from the ground.

He took a step forward with his long legs and carried her directly to the bed, asking her to sit down.

Then, Rong Yan picked up a soft handkerchief and gently covered Su Liluo's cheek, wiping off the dirt on her face bit by bit.

Su Liluo was so frightened by his gentle action that she was stunned for a moment.

By the time she regained her voice, Rong Yan had already wiped the dirt off her face and tidied up her messy hair around her ears.

Then, he just squatted beside the bed, looking up at Su Liluo's face quietly.

"Um... Rong Yan, don't you have mysophobia? How could it be..."

She wanted to ask Rong Yan, he was obviously the one who loved cleanliness the most, why would he carry her, who was covered in dirt, to his bed without thinking.

Rong Yan chuckled, his voice was as beautiful as the beauty of a mountain jade: "A Li, do you know?

Before I met you, I had never laughed as happily as I did just now.

My life has been a tragedy since I was born.

I have been abandoned by my parents since I was young, and no one cares about my life or death.

Fortunately, he later met a kind abbot. Unfortunately, he himself was a miserable man, and the last thing he knew was how to teach people how to laugh.

He often said that people are born to suffer, and only after suffering all the hardships can they taste sweetness in the next life.

He told me not to be too obsessed with everything.

I always thought he was right.

Until, I met you.

You are always so happy. No matter what happens, you always smile so happily.

So, I followed you and learned to laugh, laugh heartily.

So, I wasn't laughing at you just now, but I sincerely thought you were cute and interesting...

So, if it was you, even if you were covered in dust, I wouldn't mind if you soiled my clothes and my bed...

Because it's you, therefore, it's an exception."

"Burp!...Burp!...Burp..."

Just after Rong Yan's heartfelt and affectionate confession, Su Liluo didn't know whether she was scared or what, but she couldn't help hiccuping.

It was so embarrassing that Su Liluo didn't know where to put her big watery eyes...