Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Just as Zhu Zheng was standing in front of the carriage in an imposing manner to demand an explanation, a hand suddenly reached out from the carriage, grabbed her wrist, and forcefully pulled her into the carriage.

Zhu Zheng was caught off guard and fell headfirst into Leng Xiang's arms. She immediately reacted and tried to kick him away with her legs.

Rong Yan seemed to have expected this. He held her ankle with one hand to relieve the force, then easily pressed her into his arms, holding her down firmly.

"Liu Feng, go back and listen to Xiao Yuan." Rong Yan said.

"Liufeng, you are not allowed to go back!" Zhu Zheng shouted.

Liu Feng didn't even see how the adults dragged the person into the car. Today, he first crashed the car and then kidnapped the person, and he was extremely confused.

The two instructions came one after the other. Logically, I should listen to the adults, but the adults always listen to the fourth girl...

Liu Feng felt a little overwhelmed. He really didn't know whether to leave or not.

I don’t know if the two people in the carriage were fighting, the carriage was shaking violently.

Seeing that the downtown area was about to be set up, many people around began to stop and pay attention.

Considering the adults' reputation, Liu Feng immediately jumped into the car and drove to a remote road in a hurry.

Realizing that the carriage had really started to move, Zhu Zheng struggled like a loach, "My Lord, are you going to force me to take you away?"

Rong Yan's pupils were as deep as a cold pond. Seeing that he couldn't hold her, he changed his position and pressed her under him, staring at her and spoke in a deep voice.

"So what if it's a real robbery?"

If everything you do is wrong, then you can do anything...

His strength was astonishing. Zhu Zheng was like a white bird held down by an eagle's claws, with her arms pressing against her arms and legs pressing against her legs. She was unable to move.

Unfortunately, Zhu Zheng's rebellious nature grew stronger. The more she was oppressed, the angrier she became. She said angrily, "Then I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

Rong Yan was slow to respond.

The carriage moved forward, rolling over the fallen leaves on the ground. The voices of people outside could be heard clearly, and the occasional bird calls could not cover up the frantic heartbeats of the two people who were leaning against each other in the carriage.

He pressed her under him like this, grasping her wrists and tying them above her head, gripping them tighter, and pressing their fingers together against the soft seat.

Then he suddenly lowered his head and bent down.

Zhu Zheng was so angry that she laughed when her lips were held.

Just when things were tense, they kissed without warning. Was this his solution?

She turned her face away from his kiss, her eyes showing complete reluctance, and bared her teeth like an untamed wolf, ready to bite him hard.

Rong Yan paused and didn't continue. He hugged the grinning little face under him and pulled it into his arms.

Of course he knew this would only make things worse.

But he had no choice.

She had clearly given him hope that night, and it was only one step away, but in just one night, she fell from the clouds to an icy cave...

Even if there were gods, they couldn't stop him from going crazy.

Who can tell him what he should do and what he can do.

Even if he could think of ten thousand ways to remedy the situation, the person who held the answer would not even let him see him.

Zhu Zheng refused to be held obediently in his arms. Rong Yan held her hand tightly, not giving her any room to push away.

He rubbed her hair and buried his face in the crook of her neck, greedily trying to capture a little bit of her warmth.

Miss her so much.

He has always been a light sleeper with many dreams. Over the years, he has developed a habit of reading the official newspapers before he can fall asleep.

Now that all the official reports had been burned, her remaining smile was still everywhere in Tingxiaoyuan. He missed her so much that his lungs burned and his heart was broken, and he had no way to relieve the pain.

He had been planning this for a long time, and he had been cautious in every step. He was also tired of his own scheming, but he had gotten used to living like this in Shengjing.

If she left with such an excuse, he would have no words to defend himself.

But she shouldn't have given away the thing he had been trying so hard to get so easily to someone else.

She didn't care about how that person who came out of nowhere was better than him, and why he came with the ridiculous reason of getting married.

It seemed like a lifelong event, anyone could do it, but not him.

I just don't want him...

The carriage was shaking and bumping, and the tassels under the green curtains were like dry grass swaying in the wind. Zhu Zheng was pressed under him and heard Rong Yan's low voice entering her ears.

"Zhu Zheng...don't do this to me."

The words faded away, and silence spread faintly.

His breath filled her clothes, rising and falling dully.

Thinking about the recent days of worrying, Zhu Zheng felt a little aggrieved. She was also awakened by the fall from the bubble of fantasy...

But his tone was so pitiful that she actually felt a little sorry for him, and even wanted to hug him and whisper a few words of comfort.

Looking at the twined branch pattern on the carriage hood, Zhu Zheng raised his hand, then after a while, lowered it again.

"How did I treat you, my Lord?" She slowed down her tone. "Hasn't your Lord always been willful? Don't you think you've gone too far?"

If he wants to follow someone, he can follow them. If he wants to hit someone, he can hit someone. He is the bad guy who filed the complaint first.

Not to mention the stalking, but because of the matter between the two of them, an outsider was involved in the unexpected disaster. She was really going to go to the eighteenth level of hell.

"What on earth are you thinking, sir?" Zhu Zheng still couldn't believe his childish, absurd and blunt behavior, and couldn't help but probe, "What if I really want to get married in the future? If it's not Young Master Fang, it will be someone else. Do you want to guard the street corner for the rest of your life and knock down anyone who comes?"

Rong Yan said in a muffled voice, "Why not..."

Why not? Does he even know what he's talking about?

The most reasonable person in life is about to become a bandit and a scoundrel.

Zhu Zheng felt dizzy after hearing this, and said with a hardened heart, "Your Excellency is a man who can accomplish great things. You are just being stubborn now. You know so many things about me, it is impossible that you don't know. I hate unreasonable and clingy people the most in my life."

"Let's part ways in peace, can't we?"

A lot of the glass pendants on the tassels of the door curtain were torn off and soaked in the spilled tea, like tears rolling all over the floor.

I don't know when the voices outside disappeared, and it became quiet inside and outside the car.

Rong Yan's breathing gradually became lighter, and he buried his head in her neck and exhaled long breaths. When he spoke again, he was no longer as frantic as before, as if the turbulent surface of a lake had calmed down again.

"Zhu Zheng..." He said awkwardly, "You just rely on me to agree to anything you ask for."

Zhu Zheng was startled, as if her heart was pricked by a long needle.

I couldn't help but think back to what he said. I clearly wanted to stay away from a scary person like him, but my heart wasn't in my heart... Her coldness and confrontation, it turned out that they were not just out of openness, but out of confidence?

Before she could figure it out, Rong Yan had already let go of her hand.

"Okay, I'll let you go."

*

Fang Xichen sent the battered carriage for repair again. When he limped back to his house, he unexpectedly ran into the blind fortune teller again.

He came at the right time, as Fang Xichen was completely confused.

Before Fang Xichen could ask sincerely, the sorcerer took the initiative to say, "I heard that your family has suffered a series of unexpected disasters. This is a bad omen! The emperor is angry and will not agree to this marriage!"

Upon hearing this, a group of family members from my second uncle's family immediately surrounded him.

"What should we do?"

"Can I still get married?"

"Is it okay to exchange families and get married?"

This sorcerer who was used to playing tricks suddenly changed his tone and instead advised sincerely that if one was sick, one should see a good doctor, not to count on unorthodox methods, and not to believe in such nonsense as getting married for the purpose of bringing good luck.

Fang Xichen, who was squeezed outside, was delighted by what he heard and a huge smile broke out on his bruised face.

"Great!" he cheered.

Unexpectedly, his happiness was too obvious, attracting everyone's attention. He could only sigh and say, "Well... what a pity, ah!"

"Uncle! I am such an unfilial nephew. I really hate myself for not being able to help!"

The marriage proposal was put on hold, and the Fang family sent someone to apologize. Fang Xichen took the opportunity to pretend to be sick in bed.

Even though Fang Xichen repeatedly said that he was pretending, Zhu Zheng still bought many gifts and sincerely comforted him. Although he didn't understand why, he felt that Zhu Zheng was worth making friends with, and was so moved that he burst into tears.

In short, the farce ended and peace returned.

Amidst the calm, a dangerous rain is brewing, quietly approaching.

When Shengjing was about to usher in the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhu Zheng heard a piece of news.

Gong Yixiu returned to Beijing.