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

Although it was a false alarm, Rong Qiao was indeed very frightened. After returning home, she had nightmares over and over again. For the first time, she felt that being his sister really had a hard time.

Before leaving the house the next day, he deliberately said something awkward: "Be careful at home, and have the guards patrol frequently to make sure no one takes advantage of you again."

At that time, Ronghe Qingzheng was drinking a bowl of porridge. Hearing this, he waved his hand and said without raising his head: "Don't worry about me. In comparison, you are in more danger."

Rong Qiao was puzzled, "Why am I in danger?"

Rong Heqing glanced at him and said, "If I offend those people, I will be the only one who will die. But if you offend a noble in the palace, your whole family will die. So you should take it easy. How are you getting along with His Highness the Fourteenth Prince recently?"

When mentioning the Fourteenth Prince, Rong Qiao's expression became somewhat subtle.

Rong Heqing narrowed his eyes sharply, "Hmm?"

"It's OK. His Highness the Fourteenth Prince never made things difficult for me."

Without waiting for Rong Heqing to ask again, Rong Qiao glanced at the sky and said, "It's getting late. I'll leave first."

Having said that, he disappeared in a flash.

Rong Heqing frowned slightly and slowly put down the bowl.

Wan Liu asked, "Is the princess not going to eat anymore?"

Rong Heqing thought for a moment, wiped his lips with a handkerchief and said, "No more eating, pack up, I want to go to the palace to pay my respects to the virtuous concubine."

*

The virtuous concubine was sitting on the couch embroidering something. When she heard the palace maid announce that Ronghe Qing had arrived, she quickly let someone in.

Rong Heqing wore a bright red satin skirt with gold embroidery today and her hair was tied up in a high bun. She looked neat and energetic.

As soon as she came in, it was as if a spring breeze blew into the palace. Concubine Xian's eyes lit up and she waved her hand, saying, "Qing'er, come here and sit here..."

"Your Majesty, may your Majesty live forever."

Rong Heqing bowed slightly, and Concubine Xian smiled and said, "I feel refreshed when I see you. Get up quickly."

Hearing her deep voice, Rong Heqing sat down beside the low table. Only then did he notice that Concubine Xian was wearing a pearl headband, leaning against a cushion with her face bare. She was wearing a soft and casual bamboo green silk dress, with a thin blanket covering her legs. She did not look well.

She asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell, Madam?"

"I caught a cold a few days ago. The imperial physician checked me out and said it was nothing serious. I just can't muster up any energy. I can only do some needlework to kill time."

Rong Heqing looked at her face which was similar to that of the princess and advised, "You should pay more attention to rest when you are sick. Sewing is very laborious. Your Majesty should not work too hard."

Concubine Xian smiled and shook her head. "I have to embroider. The Emperor's Birthday is coming soon. The concubines in the palace are trying their best to show off their skills in front of His Majesty. I am not good at other things, but I am pretty good at embroidery. It's autumn and it's time to change clothes. I plan to embroider a double-sided cape for His Majesty."

"Longevity Festival?" Rong Heqing was stunned. She didn't know about this yet.

Xianfei saw through her expression and blinked, "Oh, it's my fault. I forgot to remind you that the eighth day of September is His Majesty's birthday. That day will be a day of celebration for the whole country. There will be a big banquet and you and Rong Qiao will have to attend. Annan's birthday gift is probably on the way. Haven't you received the letter yet?"

Rong Heqing shook his head.

"It will probably be in the next two days." Concubine Xian smiled at her soothingly, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, what rare treasures have you not seen? It doesn't matter what your father gave you, as long as you show your attitude."

Then Concubine Xian talked about some things that should be paid attention to on the Wanshou Festival. Rong Heqing listened carefully and asked 999 to help him remember the things he couldn't remember.

"...By the way." Concubine Xian drank a sip of tea and asked, "Did you come to the palace for something this time?"

Rong Heqing was startled and smiled sheepishly, "Did your Majesty see through it?"

The virtuous concubine smiled knowingly, "How many years have you lived? How many years have I lived? How can you hide your thoughts from me? Tell me."

Rong Heqing thought for a moment and said, "It's actually nothing serious. Isn't Rong Qiao studying with His Highness the Fourteenth Prince? I want to go see him."

Xian Fei raised her eyebrows, "Are you afraid that he will be bullied?"

Rong Heqing nodded, "That day I met His Highness the Fourteenth Prince in the Queen's Palace, he..."

The words are not finished but the meaning is conveyed.

The virtuous concubine nodded, "I understand, that child is indeed not a good person. The princes should have finished their studies by now, so -"

She called the palace maid Bai He and said, "Take the princess to the Imperial Garden for a walk."

The prince likes to walk through the Imperial Garden after school, so you might be able to meet him if you go there at this time.

Rong Heqing thanked Concubine Xian and left with Bai He.

*

In the imperial garden, flowers of all colors compete with each other for splendor, and there is no sign of the bleak autumn at all.

Rong and Qing were in a good mood along the way until they heard a familiar voice.

Bai He also heard it and was about to say something, but Rong Heqing immediately made a "hush" sound and pulled her to hide behind the rockery.

This place is very open, with no other obstructions except the rockery. The person who was talking might have felt safer and became more outrageous.

"What are you dawdling for? Why don't you just leave? You piece of crap!"

Rong Heqing looked out from the gap in the rockery and saw the Fourteenth Prince, dressed in a red robe and looking aggressive, turning his head to glare at the people behind him. There were several young men of similar age around him, who should be descendants of the royal family. They huddled together and whispered, with expressions of watching a good show on their faces, pointing at Rong Qiao, who was at the end.

"Don't be angry, cousin. Why are you arguing with a bastard? Aren't you afraid of losing your status?"

"That's right. I heard that King Annan sent him here as soon as his mother died. I think he must be disgusted with him. It's quite pitiful when you think about it."

"If you ask me, I think the bastard born to this lowly concubine is not presentable. He can't even write well, and caused my cousin to be punished by the teacher... Wait, he didn't do it on purpose, did he?"

A group of young boys around ten years old were chattering away at the noise, causing a headache. Their malice was so direct and naked that it turned into sharp blades that cut into Rong Qiao's heart.

He clenched his hands and couldn't help but defend himself, "I didn't!"

"Nothing?" The Fourteenth Prince gritted his teeth, "If your handwriting wasn't so ugly that the teacher could see it, would I have been punished?"

"It was originally your homework, and you asked me to help you write it. It's not my fault if it was found out..." Rong Qiao was still unconvinced in his heart, but facing the Fourteenth Prince, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and his eyes turned red with anger.

The Fourteenth Prince still refused to give in. He quickly stepped forward and glared at him, saying, "How dare you talk back? You are so brave! Kneel down!"

"I didn't say anything wrong, why should I kneel?"

With so many people watching, if he kneels today, he won’t be able to raise his head in the study anymore.

"You still dare to say that?!" The Fourteenth Prince pointed his finger at his shoulder and laughed angrily, "Do you think I can't deal with you? Yes, you have a powerful father, so what? Can you surpass my father? And your sister, what will your sister do if I go to complain to the Queen Mother?"

Rong Qiao's face suddenly turned pale, "You-what do you have to do? Come at me. What's the point of bullying her?"

The Fourteenth Prince sneered, "Kneel or not?"

Rong Qiao bit his lower lip and stood there alone, his eyes sweeping over the faces of the people watching the fun, but no one was willing to speak for him.

His blood gradually turned cold and his eyes wavered.

Do you accept your fate?

What if you don’t recognize it?

When Rong Qiao bent his knees slightly and was about to kneel down, someone suddenly grabbed his arm from behind and pulled him up with force.

"What a coincidence! I also have something to ask the Queen."

Rong Qiao was startled and looked back in surprise. She was dazzled by the golden tassels on Rong Heqing's ears, and her eyes felt a little sour.

"How did you come?"