Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 11 You don't want to marry me? (1)

Tears welled up in her eyes, she finally bit her lip in grievance, and she said in sign language: "First, the nanny disappeared from home, and my sister got married again. Now I don't want to go back to that home, no one cares about me..."

Changqing looked at her with pity in his heart, but his face was still indifferent.

"Gently, don't think about it. Ninghou actually loves you. You have Qingchuan and the others by your side, as well as Qingyu and Changqing. Everyone cares about you. In the future—"

Changqing didn't continue talking. He used to think that although King Jin was cold-faced, he was decent, but now he somehow figured out that King Jin didn't like Qingqing, so his worries about Qingqing's future grew day by day.

three days later.

Ning Qingqing and Qingchuan finally arrived near Wangfu Tea House.

The weather is very hot, and the journey has been very tiring.Fortunately, this time I have a mind and make an appointment at this Wangfu Tea House.It's not far from Yixiao Academy, so you can find Master when you turn around.

Gently squatting down and rubbing his cramp calf from running, he straightened up again and looked at Qingchuan.

"Do you think King Jin will come?"

Qingchuan was also a little tired from running, and now she only worried: "I don't know. I'm afraid, I'm afraid, those servants won't be able to convey it."

This is what Gentle worries about.In fact, even if he came, she didn't have any good plans for the divorce.

The two deliberately found a seat by the window on the first floor, drinking tea while watching the people coming and going outside.At this time, it was not yet noon, and there were not many people eating in the teahouse.

Wei Wei suddenly remembered something, and signed in sign language: "Qingchuan, do you think he will wait for us here?"

Qingchuan said: "How about? Let's go to the second floor and ask?"

On the second floor, Qing Chuan and Wei Wei opened the doors and searched around. It was less than noon now, and most of the private rooms in the teahouse were open and empty.

"You two girls, what are you looking for?"

Qing Chuan turned around and saw that it was the younger brother who served the food and asked them.

"Well, we're looking for someone. I don't know if we saw a—"

Qing Chuan couldn't quite get a picture of King Jin, so he asked his own lady for help.

Qingqing only replied three words in sign language: "He is tall, with a cold wooden face, well dressed." At this point, Qingchuan asked truthfully.

The little second brother shook his head in confusion, "Today, I really haven't seen anyone with a cold face. I think the person you are looking for has not come yet. By the way, the guests on the second floor don't like to be disturbed by others. Go ahead, girl."

Qing Chuan agreed wholeheartedly, but slipped up again when no one was paying attention.The two began to look for one house after another.At this moment, there are obviously guests here, and seeing these two sneaky people are a little bit suspicious.

After some time, Qingchuan felt disappointed, "Miss, I guess he didn't come."

He only pursed his lips lightly, still unwilling to give up.

*
At that time, in the private room on the third floor, Xiao Zijun was standing behind the curtain, watching the scenery on the street outside the window.He could recognize the figure of Ning Qingqing walking through the street at a glance.

In his mind, he remembered the streets of Shangyuan Festival, everyone wore colorful masks, and she, dressed in men's clothes, caught up with him, just because he bought the lantern she wanted.

She took off the mask, and under the dim light of the fire, she had a delicate and clean face, her watery eyes looked anxiously at herself, but there was an interesting conceit on the corner of her lips.

She gestured, but he pretended not to know.Later, a girl in men's clothes came behind him to explain the meaning, and he said to Hu Cong who was holding a lantern beside him (hu four times): "Give her—"

Just thinking about it, someone knocked on the door, "Master——"

Xiao Zijun heard that it was Gao Ming, the commander of the guards, and did not turn around, but said in a low voice, "Come in—"

Gao Ming looked at King Jin, whose back was turned, and said respectfully, "My lord, Miss Ning has been wandering around on the second floor, do you want my subordinates to invite her here?"

Xiao Zijun turned back slowly, with a flash of thought in his star pupils, he said lightly: "No need."

*
Gently found the third floor from the second floor.The private rooms on the third floor are all suites, with only three doors, all of which are tightly closed, and there is no sound from inside.

The two of them were sweating a little at the moment, and seeing Qingchuan blushing slightly, looking disappointed and exhausted, she smiled and signed to Qingchuan.

"Fortunately, Miss Ben didn't hold out hope. That's what happened to Prince Jin. If you don't keep your promises, you'll be a coward!"

Qing Chuan couldn't help laughing when she saw the young lady making such an exaggerated gesture.

"Second Miss Ning, I have been waiting here for a long time."

Suddenly there was a male voice, not far behind him, the voice was not so calm, but cold enough.

Gently turning around, he saw that it was King Jin whom he hadn't seen for many days. He saw him in a hurry under the pear tree last time, but he still remembered it deeply.

He still has starry eyes and a cold face, with a tall and straight figure. Today he is wearing a mustard yellow aristocratic satin robe. On such a hot day, the material of the clothes is not thin, but the collar is closed to the neck, and the seams are tightly fitted, giving people a sense of oppression.

The strange thing is that there is no sweat at all.The grooming can be described as meticulous and impeccable.

And looking at himself and Qingchuan again, the sleeves of the clothes were rolled up, and because it was too hot, the collar could only be unbuttoned when there was no one around, and the sweat on the head still stuck the sideburns to the forehead, which was really a bit embarrassing.

Qing Chuan hastily reminded the young lady to salute: "This servant has seen Prince Jin——"

Ning Weiqing didn't expect that King Jin would really come, and he was standing there, scratching his head in embarrassment.After hearing Qingchuan's words, he just remembered that he was not polite, so he smiled and gave him a little blessing.

King Jin glanced coldly, this girl was wearing a rose-colored dress with narrow sleeves and narrow waist today, her face was reddish from the heat, but she didn't like it at all, the neckline was opened a little loosely, revealing her soft white jade neck.

Soon, he looked away calmly.

"come in--"

He said lightly, and went in towards the door on the left.

Qingqing and Qingchuan went in one after another. This is a suite with a quiet and elegant environment, and it feels cool after entering.

Seeing that he joined the cabinet slightly, she also followed.Qingchuan wanted to go in too, but was stopped by her protector Gao Ming.

"No, I can't. I must send a message for the lady."

Qing Chuan anxiously explained, but Gao Ming choked on a word (ye) and blushed.

"In the future, if your lady is a bridal chamber, will you follow?"

……

Gently turning her head to see that Qingchuan didn't follow in, her heart beat a little, she followed behind King Jin with her head down, the light blocked a piece, and she felt like she was walking in the shadows.

Suddenly, King Jin at the front stopped.

Before she had time, her head bumped into his back, and then she suddenly raised her head and took a step back.

Xiao Zijun didn't respond, he just stood there idly with his hands behind his back, and after a while, he turned around slowly and looked down.

He raised his chin lightly, maintaining a fearless spirit, but could only gesture, "My lord?"

Xiao Zijuan seemed to have read her mind, "Miss Ning, sit down wherever you want."

As he said that, he himself slowly lifted the hem of his robe, sat down on one side, and asked in a dull tone, "What are you doing about King Ben?"

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