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

The more you endure, the angrier you'll get; the more you take a step back, the more uncomfortable you'll feel.

The Fourteenth Prince drove away everyone else and walked aimlessly along the gravel path in the imperial garden. When he reached the lake, he picked up a few small stones and threw them into the lake to vent his anger. His movements were so big that his foot slipped and he suddenly fell forward.

"Ah! Help!"

He screamed in shock, frightened to death, and his panicked and embarrassed face was reflected in the water.

At the critical moment, he closed his eyes and prepared to fall into the water, but he didn't expect that the collar on the back of his clothes was tightened so much that he almost suffocated, and his whole body was pulled backwards by a strong force.

He fell to the ground, his buttocks almost broken into eight pieces, the pain made him cry.

"Ah... it hurts..."

"A sore butt is better than falling into the water."

Hearing this familiar voice, the Fourteenth Prince looked up in surprise and was stunned to see the person standing in front of him, "Tenth Brother? Why are you here? Did you save me just now?"

Prince Ning looked around and said nothing, but his meaning was very clear: is there anyone else here besides him?

The fourteenth prince patted his butt and stood up, saying with lingering fear: "I was scared to death, I really thought I was going to fall, thank you, tenth brother."

King Ning smiled and asked gently, "Why are you so angry? Who provoked you again?"

When the Fourteenth Prince was mentioned, his face fell, and he said impatiently: "It's that Rong Qiao again. I thought he was a stray dog ​​with no one to take care of him, but I didn't expect that he had an owner. Today, I scolded him a few words, and Princess Changle caught me and scolded me in return. I was so angry!"

"Tenth brother, are they too arrogant? They even forced me to apologize to Rong Qiao. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Who the hell is Rong Qiao? Is he worthy of her? No, I can't swallow this. I'm going to find my mother!"

King Ning's eyes flickered slightly. Seeing that he was about to leave angrily, he quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, "No."

"Why?" The Fourteenth Prince looked at him suspiciously, "Do you also think I'm wrong?"

"No, I think it's useless for you to go to the Queen Mother for this matter. As the mistress of the six palaces, she often sides with the right side instead of the relatives. It's not easy for her to vent your anger on you. Otherwise, if she is caught, the restless people in the harem will take advantage of the chaos to add fuel to the fire."

Prince Ning's tone was calm and convincing. The Fourteenth Prince frowned even more after hearing it. "What should we do then?"

Seeing him looking at him inquiringly, Prince Ning smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, it's not possible. Don't you still have an uncle?"

"Yes! I can go find my uncle!" The fourteenth prince's eyes lit up, then dimmed again the next moment, "What can I say to my uncle? What can he do to Princess Changle?"

"If you want to deal with a woman, start with what she cares about most. There is no need to confront her head on."

Prince Ning looked at the Fourteenth Prince meaningfully.

The Fourteenth Prince was stunned, as if thinking about something.

*

"Princess, Young Master, here we are."

Rong Qiao got off the carriage, looked up, and saw four big characters on the plaque: Mansion of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery.

"Why did you bring me to the Loyal and Brave Marquis' Mansion?" Rong Qiao was a little short of breath and picked at his fingers nervously, "Isn't I going to be beaten out by sticks if I go in?"

Rong Heqing stepped on a low stool and got off the car. Hearing this, she held up the tassels on her temples and glanced at him, "Can you be more promising?"

Rong Qiao curled her lips, "This is your maternal grandparents' home, not mine."

"Then you can go back now." Rong Heqing put down his hand and walked forward, "I will tell them that the second young master of the palace dare not come. I am leaving."

Rong Qiao: “…”

He struggled for a moment, then quickly followed, "Since I'm here, I might as well go and say hello."

Rong Heqing laughed briefly.

The doorman had received the news and was waiting at the door. When he saw them coming, he immediately welcomed them in with a smile and led them to the main hall.

There were several people sitting opposite each other on both sides of the main hall, except for an elder with gray hair and bright eyes sitting at the top.

Rong Heqing met his gaze as soon as he came in.

When their eyes met, Rong Heqing sensed a kind of majesty in him that was very similar to that of the King of Annan.

This is her maternal grandfather, Jiang Zhen, the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery.

The original whispers in the hall disappeared instantly, and everyone stood up.

Rong Heqing walked in calmly, bowed to Jiang Zhen, and said in a gentle voice: "Heqing greets grandpa."

Jiang Zhen stood up and gave him a helping hand, "Hurry up--"

He stared at Rong Heqing's face and said with emotion: "Really, really."

As he spoke, he glanced at Rong Qiao behind him, who immediately bowed and said nervously, "Junior greets you... Marquis, Marquis."

He almost followed suit and called him grandfather, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Jiang Zhen smiled kindly, "Don't be nervous, you are Rong Qiao, right? Come, sit down——"

Rong Qiao glanced at Rong Heqing, and after Rong Heqing nodded, he sat down in an empty seat on the side.

Jiang Zhen saw it and the smile on his face deepened.

"This child looks exactly like my third sister!"

Rong Heqing turned around and met a pair of gentle and calm eyes. The other party introduced herself: "You probably don't recognize me. I'm your aunt. I held you in my arms when you came back when you were five years old."

"I don't recognize you, I just have a vague impression of you." Rong Heqing said with a smile: "After not seeing you for so many years, my aunt is still as charming as ever."

Upon hearing this, Cui held her hand and pulled her in front of her. Rong Heqing looked at the man beside her. The man's face was excited, his eyes were red, and his lips were trembling. He couldn't utter a word for a long time. He looked at Rong Heqing for a while, then suddenly turned his head and wiped his face.

"Your uncle was too excited and lost his composure. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Cui patted Rong Heqing's hand. Rong Heqing shook his head and handed a handkerchief to his uncle Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Zheng took it and wanted to thank him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was about to cry again.

Seeing this, everyone else started laughing. Cui reluctantly pulled Rong Heqing to sit beside her and wait for him to calm down.

Everyone greeted each other, and Rong and Qing finally recognized each other.

The current head of the Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion is her maternal grandfather Jiang Zhen, followed by her uncle Jiang Zheng. Her maternal grandfather has three children in total, and her uncle is the eldest. He married the daughter of Hanlin scholar Cui Hongwen, who is also her aunt Cui Mei. The couple is loving and harmonious, and has two sons, Jiang Chenglan and Jiang Chengbi. The concubine in the backyard gave birth to two more sons, Jiang Chengchuan and Jiang Chengjing.

The second one is her aunt Jiang Yunzhao, who was named Consort Xian after she entered the palace and gave birth to the eighth prince, Prince Jin Qin Yunli.

The third child was her mother Jiang Hanzhu, who was married to the King of Annan and had only one daughter.

The old lady died of illness a few years ago, and the mansion was managed by Cui Mei.

Because there were no girls in the Marquis's Mansion in this generation, Rong Heqing became a rare person and everyone was very enthusiastic towards her.

After Jiang Zheng calmed down, he asked her a lot of questions, all about her mother. His expression was full of nostalgia and guilt, which showed that he really liked this sister.

Rong and Qing became much closer to him.

Her grandfather, on the other hand, always had a dull mood, making it hard to tell what he was like.

Everyone had dinner together in the evening before she left with Rong Qiao.

Before she left, her uncle and aunt gave her a bunch of things. Her grandfather, who had never spoken much, also gave her a pair of jade bracelets of excellent quality and a jade pendant.

Rong Qiao was flattered and could not refuse, so she accepted it with a blushing face.

Jiang Zhen silently sent them to the door. Seeing Rong and Qing about to get on the carriage, he suddenly said, "Qing'er——"

Rong Heqing looked back from the carriage. Jiang Zhen's gray hair was shining with silver light under the lantern. He paused, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back and said, "Come back often when you have time. The Loyal and Brave Marquis's Mansion will always be your support."