The soft beauty is so good at teasing, the villain prince asks for a kiss

When Yongheqing arrived, the princess was sitting by the couch, holding a cloak and looking at it.

The light from the oil lamp fell on the side of her face, alternating between light and dark, making her cheeks look even thinner.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up and smiled gently, "Qing'er is here, sit down."

Rong Heqing felt mixed emotions. He sat down beside the couch and called softly, "Mother."

The corners of the princess' mouth twitched slightly, as if she could no longer maintain her smile. After a while, her eyes and eyebrows dropped, and she spoke with difficulty: "Are you leaving?"

This sentence instantly broke through all of Rong Heqing's defenses. Her heart trembled and she held the princess' hand, "I'm sorry, mother."

The princess turned her face away, a hint of red appeared at the corners of her eyes. She clenched her hands, exhaled softly and suppressedly for a long time, turned her head to look at her, as if she could not see enough, and carefully traced her outline with her eyes.

Rong Heqing held her hand and placed it on his face, "Mom, I'm sorry, I have to go this time."

The princess waited for a while, but she didn't ask why.

Her lips trembled, tears glistened in her eyes, "Is it necessary to go?"

Rong Heqing nodded, "I have to go."

The princess took a deep breath and covered her lips, tears instantly blurring her vision.

Maybe she knew it too.

Ronghe Qing thought so and felt desolate in his heart.

Yes, who wouldn't be suspicious of the daughter she had raised so much? It was just because she had the master's fortune-telling that she was willing to deceive herself.

Rong Heqing felt inexplicably guilty.

She took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe the princess's wound, but her hand was suspended in mid-air and did not fall.

Does she have the qualifications? Will the princess feel a little uncomfortable?

Just as she was hesitating to withdraw her hand, the princess suddenly grabbed her hand and placed it under her eyes, sighing, "Then go."

She forced a smile and said, "When a young bird grows up, it will always have to leave the nest to explore the world. No matter how reluctant a mother is, she has to let it go."

Rong Heqing's nose felt sore and tears filled his eyes, "It's my daughter who is unfilial."

"Don't talk nonsense. You are very good. You are a good child. It is your mother who is unlucky." The princess took a deep breath and put down the handkerchief. She picked up the cloak on her legs and shook it open for Rong Heqing to see. "Originally, this cloak was reserved for you to wear in autumn. I embroidered it a few days ago. I didn't expect it to come in handy."

She stood up and walked in front of Rong Heqing, pulled her up and compared them, "Yundu is not as cold as Nancheng. It gets cold earlier there. It's already cold in August. You need to put on more clothes in September. Remember to wear more clothes when you go out to avoid catching a cold."

Rong Heqing was an orphan in his previous life. He grew up on his own and never felt the love of his parents, let alone what it felt like to be cared for by his parents.

At this moment, she stiffly let the princess hold the cloak and gesture with it on her body.

After a while, the princess smiled and said, "Not bad, just right."

She put away her cloak, turned her back to Rong Heqing and held back her tears. She wanted to say something else, but Rong Heqing suddenly turned around and hugged her.

The princess was startled.

"Mother, Yundu is a long and remote place, and I can't always be with you to show my filial piety. Don't worry about me. I will eat well and dress well. You should also take good care of yourself. I will miss you."

"Okay." The princess smiled, closed her eyes and hugged her back, tears rolling down her cheeks.

*

After leaving the princess, Rong Heqing walked forward in silence and dejectedly.

Chu Suifeng followed behind with a lantern in hand. Seeing that she was about to hit the pillar, he quickly pulled her back and asked with a frown, "What's wrong with you?"

Rong Heqing came back to his senses and smiled, "Nothing."

She looked up at the moon outside the corridor, was silent for a moment, and suddenly hummed a verse: "People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions; the moon waxes and wanes; it is impossible to have everything in life..."

She turned to look at Chu Suifeng, "It's no big deal, right?"

Chu Suifeng looked at her deeply and said, "If you think it is, it is. If you think it is not, it is not."

"That's it." Rong Heqing laughed again, with two dimples faintly visible.

In fact, there is nothing to worry about. If she doesn't go, she won't be able to complete the mission and will die.

Compared to a brief separation in life, separation in death would be more painful for the princess, right?

Thinking of this, Rong Heqing felt relieved.

She leaned her hands on the railing, looked at the bright moon, and suddenly asked: "Xiao Chu, I'm going to Yundu, will you come with me?"

Chu Suifeng raised his eyebrows lightly, "You paid me to be your bodyguard, so naturally I will go wherever you go."

"Have you made up your mind?" Rong Heqing turned to look at him, "Don't you have any relatives or friends here? If you go to Yundu, you may not be able to come back for a long time, and it may be very dangerous. If you don't want to go, you can leave now. Think about it again."

"Nothing to think about."

Chu Suifeng leaned against the pillar and said calmly: "I am an orphan. My master raised me. Now that he is dead, I have nothing to worry about."

Rong Heqing looked at him deeply and said, "Actually, I have a question that I have not been able to ask, but since you are going with me, I think it is better to ask it clearly."

Chu Suifeng raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to ask.

"Who is your master? He doesn't have any enemies, right? How did you, with such great martial arts skills, end up selling yourself to be a funeral master?"

There is one thing Rong Heqing didn’t say.

She felt that Chu Suifeng's style of doing things was not like that of a gangster, but more like a secret guard killer.

Chu Suifeng stared at Rong Heqing in silence for a while before slowly shaking his head, "I don't have any enemies, but my master may not."

Rong Heqing: “?”

"My master has a lonely and strange personality. He has always taken me to live in the deep mountains and forests. He occasionally takes me for walks because he is afraid that I will become mute and unable to speak."

"I asked him about his identity. He said that he had stayed in the palace for a while, but because he couldn't stand the calculations in the palace, he faked his death and escaped early, hiding his identity and retiring to the mountains. But it is unknown whether he disliked the calculations or caused trouble."

Chu Suifeng's mood has always been calm, and there was no change in his expression when he mentioned his master, but his eyes were noticeably softer.

"In the palace?"

Rong Heqing blinked, and somehow Li Qiu's face suddenly flashed through his mind, and he blurted out, "Could he be a Xuanwu Guard?"

Chu Suifeng hesitated and said, "It's not impossible. I did feel that the Xuanwu Guard's moves were somewhat familiar to me before, but my master's martial arts were very diverse and I couldn't find the origin, so I can't be sure."

"Then why do you sell yourself as a funeral director?"

"I have spent all my money on medicine for my master's treatment. I have no money to buy a coffin. I can't find a suitable job for the time being, and the corpse can't be kept for a long time, so I went to the human market to try my luck."

Chu Suifeng stood up straight, his drooping eyelashes were thick and long. For some reason, Rong Heqing saw a bit of loneliness and solitude in him.

"I wanted to follow my master for more than ten years. Now that my master is gone, I don't know what I can do. I just want to follow whoever wants me. As long as I can have something to eat, that's enough."

Rong Heqing laughed, "So you like me more? Should I feel honored?"

Chu Suifeng glanced at her and said nothing, as if he agreed.

Rong Heqing: "..."

You boy, you are such a good boy.

All the sadness and sorrow she had felt before was swept away, and she couldn't help but say with a smile, "Okay, then you follow me, and I'll try to live longer so that you don't have to find another home."

She turned around and continued walking forward, her voice brisk, and waved, "Let's go, Xiao Chu~"

Chu Suifeng looked at her lively shadow and couldn't help but curl his lips.