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

By the time Rong Heqing found out, Wanniang had disappeared.

She stood at the door of the wing room and looked inside. The quilt was folded and the mattress was spread out without even a wrinkle. If the clothes that Wanniang had worn recently were not placed on the stool, she would have almost thought that she had just had a dream.

The one who reacted the most was Wanzhu. During this period, Wanzhu was responsible for taking care of Wanniang and was closest to her. She felt very sad when Wanniang left without saying a word.

Rong Heqing touched her head and said, "Everyone has their own destiny. She has her own way to go. We will meet again if we are destined to."

Wanzhu nodded, "I know, but I'm a little worried about her."

Rong Heqing took one last look at the room and turned to leave.

After breakfast, she was ready to go see Rong Qiao. Just as she reached the door, she saw Rong Qiao coming to her door on his own accord. He was pacing at the gate, hesitating and refusing to come in. Looking at his conflicted look, she was afraid that he would not be able to reconcile with her for a while.

Rong Heqing found it quite funny. Life is really unpredictable. Who could have thought that a few months ago he looked down on her and often made sarcastic remarks about her, but now he has to depend on her mood to live his life?

But she has lived two lives and has seen life and death, so she won't bother with a little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet.

She stepped over the threshold and called out, "Rong Qiao, come in."

Rong Qiao's body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to meet her smiling gaze. His face suddenly became hot, and he moved towards the yard like a snail.

His impatient temper can annoy him to death.

Rong Heqing said unhappily, "Is there something on the ground sucking your feet? Walk faster!"

Rong Qiao choked, puffed out his chest, and walked forward aggressively. Finally, he stopped in front of the steps and said unhappily, "Sister, I'm going to accompany His Highness the Fourteenth Prince in his studies."

"You even know how to report. You've made progress." Rong Heqing praised him. Rong Qiao's face turned even redder. He quickly glanced at Rong Heqing, lowered his head and said, "Then I'll leave."

"Wait a minute..." Rong Heqing took out the purse that he had prepared long ago and gave it to him, and said, "The palace is not like the mansion. None of the masters there are people you can afford to offend. You should talk less and watch more. Take the money. Don't be stingy when you need to bribe the palace people, and don't look down on the palace maids and eunuchs. If you encounter any problems, don't expect them to help you, and don't add insult to injury. Remember?"

Rong Qiao looked up in surprise, and seeing the bulging purse in her hand, he couldn't tell what he felt.

It was not until Rong Heqing stretched out his hand again and urged him silently that he took the purse and tied it around his waist.

"Remember, thank you, Sister Chang."

It was rare that Rong Qiao didn't give her a cold look.

Rong Heqing nodded, said nothing more, and turned back to the house.

*

Chu Suifeng received an order from Rong Heqing to follow Liang Changjin every day, trying to figure out the pattern of his travel. As a result, he figured out the pattern, but it was of no use.

Liang Changjin went out to report to the Hanlin Academy on time every day. It was inconvenient for Chu Suifeng to enter the Hanlin Academy, so he just watched outside. At noon, a maid in fancy clothes would come to bring Liang Changjin food.

Then in the afternoon, Liang Changjin came out of the Hanlin Academy, got on a carriage and went straight to the Duke of Rong's Mansion, had dinner, and went straight home, never leaving the house again.

The day passed like this.

The next day, same as above.

Day three, same as above.

Day ...

This cycle repeated itself over and over again. On the fifth day, Chu Suifeng finally couldn't stand it anymore. He went back angrily and poked Rong Heqing's window, which was straighter than the pillars under the corridor.

At that time, Ronghe Qingzheng was reading a story with great interest. It said that the young emperor fell in love with his father's favorite concubine, so he asked her to fake her death and leave the palace, and then brought her back with a different identity and let her continue to be the favorite concubine. It turned out that people just treated her as a substitute for the late emperor.

Later, the little emperor discovered the truth and was about to give some unspeakable punishment in grief and anger. Rong Heqing pursed his lips and tried to suppress his smile, his eyes shining as he couldn't wait to turn the page. Suddenly, a black shadow appeared outside the window and fell on the couch.

Rong Heqing's hand trembled, and with a "swish" sound, he tore the page off.

"..."

She clutched the page of paper and slowly turned her head, only to see Chu Suifeng standing outside the window with his hand raised, as if he was about to knock on the window. Seeing this, she raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Rong Heqing gritted his teeth, "You'd better be in trouble!"

Chu Suifeng's original anger disappeared, replaced by a slight embarrassment.

After a moment's silence, he reached out to close the window, then turned and left.

Rong Heqing: “???”

What's the difference between you and the cat that pushed something and pushed it back after being discovered?

She pushed open the window and said angrily, "Mr. Chu, if you dare to run, I will deduct all your monthly salary!"

Chu Suifeng stopped immediately after hearing this, turned around and touched his nose, and said awkwardly: "It's not that nothing happened."

"So is it there or not?" Rong Heqing lay by the window and stared at him.

"Well, I just want to tell you about Liang Changjin. I've been following him for several days. He's either in the Hanlin Academy or the Duke of Rong's Mansion every day. He goes home as soon as it gets dark. He doesn't interact with anyone, and he doesn't go out to eat or drink with his colleagues. Unless you go to the Hanlin Academy or his house to block him, you probably won't have a chance to interact with him."

Rong Heqing: "..."

She held her chin in thought.

Liang Changjin doesn’t have social phobia, right?

If this is the case, it will be troublesome. If he has a high evil value and is also socially anxious, he may be more difficult to deal with than people with the same evil value, because he is not easy to open up.

Ronghe Qingxin covered his face tiredly.

Chu Suifeng: “?”

"You're crying? Is it that serious? You don't really like Liang Changjin, do you?"

He walked quickly forward, squatted down and stared at her in surprise.

"I didn't cry." Life is not easy, the princess sighed, "I will go out with you tomorrow. If I can't get close to you, I still have one last trick."

*

In the evening of the next day, Rong Heqing changed into a silver-white floral gown, tied a jade belt around her waist, and tied her hair with a jade crown. She was not deliberately disguised, and from her figure, it could be seen that she was a woman, pretty and heroic.

It was not yet dark, and a red sun hung in the west, burning out two fiery sunset glows. The afterglow was reflected on Rong Heqing's white robe, which was gilded with silver threads and flowed like water, gorgeous and moving.

Chu Suifeng followed behind her in a blue robe, with a stern face and no words. Both of them were outstanding in appearance, and anyone walking on the street could not help but take a second look at them.

With his folding fan spread out to cover half of his face, Rong Heqing tilted his head and asked Chu Suifeng in a low voice: "Is this the way? Are we going the right way?"

Chu Suifeng said expressionlessly: "Yes, his family is very remote. I guess he just became an official and doesn't have much money."

Rong Heqing frowned and turned into the alley.

The alley was deep and dark, with scattered lights and curling smoke visible at the end. I wondered who was cooking, but the fragrance wafted over.

Passing through the alley, Chu Suifeng said: "Turn right ahead and it's——"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud shout, "Hmph, you're blocked by me, right? Stop!"

Rong Heqing and Chu Suifeng looked at each other, and both became alert, slowing down their pace and approaching carefully.

Two heads quietly popped out from the corner, looking up and down at the situation on the path.