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

Seeing Rong Heqing's solemn expression, Cui Mei advised him gently, "Don't worry. Your grandfather and your uncle said that everything depends on your wishes. If you don't want to, they won't force you. They have learned their lesson."

Rong Heqing's heart moved, and when she met Cui Mei's gentle and guilty eyes, she thought of her mother.

Yes, her mother was sent to South City as a bargaining chip.

Now the same drama is being played out, and at least she still has a choice, but this little freedom comes at the cost of her mother's lifelong happiness.

She suddenly felt a little tired.

The hand that was resting on the quilt also lost its strength.

"Your grandfather means that you should take a look at the portrait. If you like someone, he and your uncle will check the other person's character. If possible, they will send a letter to your father and mother. If you don't like him, it doesn't matter. Yundu is full of talented people, and you won't have trouble finding a suitable one. But you have to keep this matter in mind." Cui Mei said earnestly.

Rong Heqing nodded, "I understand, thank you aunt."

"Well, I won't disturb your rest."

Seeing Cui Mei stand up, Rong Heqing's heart finally settled down.

Finally, I’m leaving.

However, the next moment Cui Mei turned around and grabbed a corner of her quilt.

Rong Heqing's hair stood up all over his body!

"aunt--"

She lost her voice and said, "I...I can do it myself."

Cui Mei was stunned for a moment, and Rong Heqing took the opportunity to pull the corner of the quilt over, lying down like a cricket pupa, and smiled at her and said, "Please help me turn off the light, aunt."

"Okay." Cui Mei didn't think much about it. She closed the bed curtains for her and blew out the light in the corner.

The room suddenly fell into darkness. The maid outside the door held a lantern to lead the way for her, and Cui Mei left quickly.

The rustling sound gradually faded away and the room suddenly became quiet.

Rong Heqing slowly let out the breath he had been holding.

She lay flat on the bed, not wanting to move a finger. Her heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it would fly out of her throat at any moment.

So exciting.

The moment Cui Mei lifted the quilt, she almost thought she was discovered.

She pressed her chest and said weakly, "They've left. Come out."

It was a long time after he finished speaking, then Pojun threw back the quilt, sat up abruptly, leaned his back against the wall, and gasped heavily, his voice low and rapid.

No one spoke, and the only sound in the room was the two people's breathing.

People are like this. If you make a fool of yourself, you will feel so embarrassed that you want to find a hole to crawl into. But once someone embarrasses you with someone, you suddenly feel that it is no big deal.

When Rong Heqing found that Pojun was no better than her, and was even more nervous, she couldn't help laughing.

Breaking the military:"……"

He looked at her dimly: "What are you laughing at?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't asked, but once he did, Rong Heqing couldn't stop laughing.

Breaking the military:"……"

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to clamp Rong Heqing's chin, making her turn towards him, and said in a deep tone, "Am I so funny?"

Rong Heqing raised her hand and touched his wrist, smiling, "It's not that you're funny, but do you think we're having an affair?"

Breaking the military:"……"

He lost control of the strength in his hands and squeezed a little harder, and Rong Heqing immediately squeaked: "It hurts, it hurts--"

Pojun suddenly came back to his senses, let go of her chin, and gently scratched her jaw with his fingers when he left.

"Bullshit."

He uttered these four words stiffly, adjusted his sitting position uncomfortably, and bent one leg.

Rong Heqing couldn't get up. She pressed the wound that hurt from laughing and poked his bent calf with her hand. "Hey, what were you going to say before?"

Po Jun recalled for a moment, thinking of Wu Caixue, and said in a deep voice: "The power behind Wu Caixue has become clear. There is indeed such an organization in the martial arts world. Most of them are women. Their whereabouts are treacherous and erratic. No one knows where their lair is, and no one knows what their purpose is. They rarely show up, but every time they target someone, they will fight to the death. Therefore, there is little news about them in the martial arts world."

"Because most of those who have seen them are dead?" Rong Heqing asked.

Pojun nodded.

She chuckled, "You're really overbearing."

"What is the name of this organization?"

Po Jun: "Jing Wei."

"Jingwei?" Rong Heqing widened his eyes slightly, "Is it the Jingwei who filled the sea?"

"Yes."

Rong Heqing seemed to be thinking, "Jingwei filled the sea for revenge. Could it be that this organization wants revenge?"

The legendary Jingwei is a divine bird and the youngest daughter of Emperor Yan, which is consistent with their identities as both women.

"We have only found out so far in Wansheng Tower, and we don't know the rest." Pojun said in a serious tone, "Be careful, they won't let you go easily."

"I know."

Pojun looked at her deeply, stood up and said, "Then I'll go first."

"Hey wait -" Rong Heqing raised his hand to stop him, "If I want to find you in the future, how can I contact you?"

"Contact me for what?"

"Buy information. Wanshenglou is so powerful. I may need your help in the future."

Po Jun thought for a moment and said, "Hang a golden bell on the big tree in the yard, and I will come when I hear the sound."

Rong Heqing was amused, "How can you hear it when you are so far away?"

Pojun said nothing, but leaned over and rolled off her.

The moment they got closer, Rong Heqing smelled a faint scent of grass and trees.

Their eyes met and she looked away uncomfortably.

Fortunately, Pojun landed on the ground the next moment, fished out his boots from under the bed and put them on, "I'm leaving."

"Ah."

Rong Heqing didn't look at him and closed his eyes.

The window was opened and closed, and a cool breeze accidentally slipped in, blowing the bed curtains slightly.

The faint scent of grass and trees dissipated from her nose, and she pulled up the quilt to cover her face.

*

Duke Rong and his family were confined to their house, and people from the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice took turns visiting them.

After Chen Zhining found out, he couldn't sleep. He was blown by the wind during the day and had a fever in the middle of the night.

The maid only discovered it at dawn and hurried to ask the palace doctor to come for a checkup. The Duke's Mansion was suddenly in chaos.

When Liang Changjin arrived at the house, he keenly noticed that the atmosphere in the mansion was not right. He asked someone and found out that Chen Zhining was ill. He turned around and went directly to the backyard.

As soon as he entered the yard, he heard Duke Rong yelling in rage.

"How did you take care of the young lady? You didn't even know she was burned like this. If it weren't for my daughter's good luck, I would have to send her off right now, right?"

"A bunch of useless trash!"

"If anything happens to Ning'er, I will peel off your skin and stomp you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!"

"Get out of here!"

The maids ran out in a hurry, their faces full of panic and tears. They knelt in a row in the yard, not daring to say a word.

Liang Changjin frowned barely noticeably upon seeing this.

"Yuyan, why don't you come in now?"

Chen Fang's voice sounded behind him. Liang Changjin immediately restrained his expression, turned around and asked anxiously: "How is Zhining?"