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

Zhu Zheng was stunned, thinking of the rumors about him sleeping with prostitutes all day long. She didn't believe it at first.

He really stayed in Jinxiang Tower.

Thanks to Zhu Long, Zhu Zheng was not completely ignorant. Even the drink "Drunk Spring Night" that she had drunk came from there. There was no need to explain what "strong medicine" meant.

Zhu Zheng held the carriage, calmed down the panic, and said to the two of them calmly, "You should go find a doctor."

An Fengxue said, "I have looked for him, but he refused to see me."

That was his business. Zhu Zheng ignored it and turned around to leave calmly.

Liu Feng was obviously very disappointed and almost heartbroken. He turned around anxiously, "Fourth Miss! The master is so good to you, how could you do this?"

Zhu Zheng paused.

She didn't know what she was doing. This matter was ridiculous. A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall. She didn't know why Rong Yan insisted on staying in Jinxiang Tower and let herself be unprepared and come into contact with that kind of medicine.

This is so unlike him.

Perhaps this was also part of his plan.

Perhaps, this was a good show performed by the master and his servants.

Whenever she drew open the curtain, the man sitting inside would look at her with a mocking expression, laughing at her for not meaning what she said about "parting amicably".

Zhu Zheng pursed her lips and said, "I'm already engaged. You've got the wrong person."

After saying that, she raised her foot and continued to move forward.

An Fengxue, who had been silent for a long time, caught up with her and suddenly asked, "Miss, if the master died, would you be sad?"

Zhu Zheng didn't look back, and her back paused for a moment.

"Go find a doctor now, and he'll be fine."

No matter how strong the aphrodisiac is, the clinic has a way to cure it.

An Fengxue's voice sounded from behind, "What if you don't want to live?"

"The situation is complicated now, and the master has not allowed me to follow the girl." She continued, "I don't know what happened between the master and the girl. I can only make a bold guess based on past experience."

"The death of the fourth lady's second brother was not arranged by you. If you are responsible, it was just standing by and watching. In fact, you had to do many things. Although you have done your best, you are not perfect in everything."

"Since the day you became the Second Prince's tutor, you have never thought of retreating unscathed."

"At this point... Fengxue thought that the person the master wanted to see the most was you, young lady. So I decided to use this as an excuse to disturb you privately."

"If the girl feels embarrassed, just pretend we were not here today."

"As a subordinate, I will naturally think of other ways. I just hope Feng Xue will not regret it."

Zhu Zheng stayed where he was for a long time, but finally raised his foot and his back quickly disappeared into the night.

She strode back to her room, without taking off her clothes, and lay down on the bed, closing her eyes and forcing herself to sleep.

As soon as she closed her eyes, An Fengxue's words echoed in her ears. All she could see before her eyes was Rong Yan's appearance, his trembling hands when he applied medicine to her at Cheng Xushan, his red eyes when he was shy, and his heartbeat like a drum when he became her disciple. All of these appeared before her eyes one by one and could not be shaken off.

Not long after, Zhu Zheng suddenly sat up, put on her shoes, and went out.

Liu Feng and An Fengxue were still squatting on the carriage.

Seeing her come out, they both suddenly sat up straight, like some kind of small animals.

"girl……"

Zhu Zheng took two steps towards the carriage and pulled open the door curtain.

There was no one sitting inside, waiting to see her duplicity, only the empty autumn wind in the car mocking her misinterpretation.

Liu Feng was confused.

Zhu Zheng got into the car neatly and said, "Let's go."

Liu Feng wanted to say something, but was stopped by An Fengxue with a sentence "Shut your mouth".

The carriage broke through the darkness of night and sped along.

In front of Tingxiao Garden, the bronze door was locked. Liu Feng pushed the door hard and shook it, but it didn't move at all.

The two men looked at each other, and An Fengxue immediately went to find a crowbar to pry the door open.

Zhu Zheng stood at the door for a while, then suddenly went to the fence and found a big willow tree with a crooked neck, "Give me a hand."

Liu Feng: "What is the fourth girl going to do?"

Zhu Zheng: "Climb over the wall."

With the help of Liu Feng, Zhu Zheng flipped in lightly.

An autumn moon hangs high in the sky.

Two dark figures stood blankly under the tree surrounding the wall.

An Fengxue, who had just found a crowbar, paused and threw the stick aside.

Liu Feng pursed his lips and said sadly, "Did the master really tell you that he didn't want to live?"

An Fengxue: “…”

Liu Feng: "Speak, Sister Xue."

An Fengxue turned and left, "Don't call me Sister Xue."

Liu Feng followed behind, "Why? The adults said that we are a family."

An Fengxue turned around and glanced at him, "Then why don't you just call me dad?"

Liu Feng: "I called him, the master said I was sick and asked me to go to the Imperial Hospital to get some medicine."

An Fengxue: “…”

Liu Feng: "Wuwu, Xuemei, wait for me."

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The moonlight is very bright tonight, the grass and trees are coated with a layer of silver light, and dark shadows are cast underfoot.

Listening to Xiaoyuan, it is still the same, without any change, except for the bleak feeling under the autumn wind.

Zhu Zheng went straight to several rooms. Rong Yan was not in his bedroom, nor in her original bedroom.

After walking around the whole yard, I finally found a window in Beiyuan with some dim light coming through it.

At this time, is he still in the study?

Zhu Zheng pushed the door open and walked in.

The study was completely silent, with only a dim lamp lit on the desk.

In front of the dim lamp, a long, clear and elegant shadow was cast.

Zhu Zheng didn't say anything.

She was a little nervous, but because it was Rong Yan, this nervousness did not include fear. At most, she was a little apprehensive, which made her heartbeat gradually become disordered.

Maybe you feel uncertain about what is about to happen.

Maybe... I haven't seen him for too long.

He seemed to have lost some weight, and his eye sockets were shadowed under his brows, making them look deep and unclear.

In contrast, Rong Yan looked unusually calm when he looked over. He didn't seem surprised at all to see her and continued to sit there.

He seemed calm and composed, and did not turn into a fool talking to himself like Liu Feng said. Zhu Zheng felt relieved.

But his usually clear eyes became a little dull and lifeless, and he leaned back in the armchair with his shoulders drooped lazily.

It was not surprising to see each other, but it was a little surprising to Zhu Zheng. She couldn't help but feel awkward, not knowing what to say first at this time.

Saying "long time no see" seems a bit too formal...

She said "I'm fine", but she was just drugged...

In this awkward situation, Rong Yan suddenly reached out his hand to her.

Zhu Zheng walked over slowly, but when she was about one step away, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

She was pulled into his arms and sat on his lap, with her back facing him and held tightly, unable to move.

Rong Yan raised his hanging hand, holding a fine-bristle brush.

There was a new piece of paper on the table, an unfinished painting.

The outline that is about to take shape looks somewhat familiar.

Zhu Zheng took a look in the moonlight and found another stack next to the painting.

When he looked around again, he saw more papers scattered under the desk... He looked up along the layers of drawing papers and saw that the study room filled with dim light was full of her portraits...

By the lake, under the willows, sleeping, awake... the handwriting becomes more and more frantic as the painting goes on... but even with just a few strokes, one can tell that it is her that is being sketched.

At this moment, Zhu Zheng suddenly remembered the rumor that Fang Xichen had said. It was said that the Grand Tutor secretly kept a portrait and painted it from time to time to relieve his worries. It turned out to be the sweetheart he had been infatuated with for many years...

Such a long-lasting concern and pervasive attachment suddenly appeared before her eyes, so delicate and majestic that she was suddenly at a loss.

In her entire life, she had never experienced being cared for like this by anyone, so she pushed him away again and again to prove that this was not what she deserved.

While Zhu Zheng was in a daze, Rong Yan turned her around and stared into her eyes face to face.

His arms were burning hot, his lips were crimson, his face was also red, and the color spread to the corners of his eyes and cheekbones, as if he had put on a light layer of rouge.

The silent gaze seemed frozen, as if he was looking at her, but also as if he was looking somewhere else through her.

Zhu Zheng was stunned by his gaze and stared at him blankly.

There were bloodshot in Rong Yan's eyes, and his gaze was unfocused for a moment. He raised his hand and pressed his fingertips on the red mole on her cheek, not knowing what he was thinking.

In this trance, his arms held her tighter and tighter.

Zhu Zheng couldn't bear the restraint anymore and couldn't help but yell, "Sir..."

Rong Yan suddenly paused, and the pen in his hand broke suddenly with a "snap" sound. He looked at her in shock with blurry eyes, as if he just realized that the person in his arms could speak and move.

He touched her face, and unlike the gentle touch just now, the force was so strong that it almost hurt her.

Zhu Zheng was pinched so hard that her teeth bared. She shouted again, "Sir..."

Rong Yan's eyes became clear for a moment, "Zhu Zheng."

"It's me." Zhu Zheng responded and slapped his clamp-like hands away, "Stop pinching me..."

His face flushed, his voice became hoarse, and the force on his wrist tightened, as if he had finally confirmed something, and he pulled the corners of his mouth dryly.

"Why...are you here..."

Zhu Zheng didn't know what he was asking in that tone, was it "you" or "how" or "here", besides, she had been here for quite some time.

Remembering the reason why she came, Zhu Zheng raised her head anxiously. Just as she was about to move closer, Rong Yan suddenly leaned down without any warning, and her eyes were immediately covered by a black shadow.

The tips of their noses touched and their lips pressed together. Zhu Zheng did not dodge but instead greeted them obediently.

This kiss made Rong Yan lose control a little, and the kiss, which was just light as a kiss, suddenly deepened.

The heavy, burning breath brushed her face, burning her so much that she almost wanted to run away. But as soon as she turned her face to the side, her jaw was pinched. Zhu Zheng's breath was completely taken away, and her hands were circled by him and tied behind her back.

Starfire fell on the deserted wilderness. Zhu Zheng was suffocated by his random kiss. Her head gradually became dizzy and she responded awkwardly with trembling eyelashes.

Kissing from the lips to the neck, Rong Yan's strength became more and more chaotic. The moment he realized that it was not an illusion, his mind seemed to be out of control anymore, until he smashed the broken pen into his palm, and the pain made him slightly sober.

As if he was enduring great pain, he leaned on her to calm down. After a moment, he suddenly picked her up from the chair.

"go out."