The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"No, even if you send someone out at this time, it is estimated that no one will be found. Forget it!" Yun Qianyue shook her head.

"Miss said the same!" Yun Meng dispelled the thought, and without further uttering, walked out quickly.

Yun Qianyue watched Yun Meng's figure leave, retracted his gaze, and looked down at the leaf in his hand again. This leaf is fresh and tender, with a slightly yellowish-green color and thin leaves. It is not like the big green leaves that poplars have grown out of the poplar trees in the hot summer season in July. It looks like it was cut out at the beginning of the spring breeze in February and March. Because of Yun Meng's words, she couldn't help thinking of Northern Xinjiang. Because of the coldness of northern Xinjiang, Tiansheng is now a hot summer day. The climate of northern Xinjiang is two or three months later than that of Tiansheng. It is probably the poplar leaf that can grow into this kind of new branch. She couldn't help but wonder that this kind of leaves really came from North Xinjiang, so is North Xinjiang a friend of her body? When I got the news that she was assassinated and assassinated, she came to console her, but she seemed to be afraid of revealing her identity, so she used the beggar Yang Ye Chuanshu's workaround...

Yun Qingyue thought of this and turned back to the house with leaves. After taking a step, she suddenly felt something was wrong, she looked down at her hands, only to find that because of the refraction of the light, the rough papyrus envelope in her hand suddenly changed to a color, she froze, and turned the papyrus envelope to avoid the refraction. The light of the grass and the paper regained its original color. A bit of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she pointed the paper at the refracted light again, and then changed back to the color that was not the original of the paper. She tested it back and forth several times and looked at the paper With the change, the doubt gradually turned into a sudden color, and he turned to the pot of water in the house with the straw paper.

Walking to the clear water basin, Yun Qiangyue threw the straw paper into the water basin. The straw paper gradually opened when it was wet, and there was a golden leaf in it. She reached out and pulled the damp grass paper away, and took out the piece Jinye, I saw that Jinye was extremely thin, a small piece with a line of decent writing on it, "I will return to Beijing in a few days."

The handwriting is condensed, the dragon snake is drawn, and the strokes are well-proportioned. The heavy place is heavy, and the light place is light. It is obviously a good character that is arrogant, but it can't see the slightest publicity. However, there was a deep ink mark at the end of the last Beijing character. Obviously, the person who wrote the pen stayed here for a long time, so much ink was rendered, but it did not affect the viewing.

Yun Qingyue looked at such a sentence for a moment, then sighed in the bottom of his heart. Such calligraphy does not detract from Rong Jing's pen power. It can be seen how deep the effort of the person who put the pen on the pen force, without long years of invading and refining the words, I am afraid that such handwriting cannot be achieved.

I don't know who this person is?

But one thing is certain that this person must be a man! The woman Cheng Ru thinks that she has been practicing calligraphy for more than ten years, but she can't reach this restrained and quiet muscle.

And this person must be a person who has a deep connection with her body owner, even deeper than Rong Feng. Although I didn't see the person, the meticulousness of such letters and the meticulous letters in her letters made her sure.

Coming back to Beijing soon?

Does that mean she will soon know who this person is?

Yun Qianyue looked at the handwriting on Jin Ye and pondered. Thinking of her body secrets seems to be more and more, so she is overwhelmed. First of all, her ignorance of words, ignorance of etiquette, and lack of literary skills made the reputation of the waste that people all over the world actually disagree with her physical reality. Then, she chased him in the night and did all the crazy things for him for ten years. In fact, it was her. Implicitly disguised, then Rong Feng found out that her brain was actually blocked before she lost her memory, and she was definitely her, unique, making her doubts about the idea that she had stolen this body from the beginning. I received such a letter from North Xinjiang today...

Yun Qianyue's head was faintly hurt again. She closed her eyes and reached for her forehead. Thinking of such a confused feeling is really bad, when will she get out of the fog? In fact, the source of everything lies in her body. As long as she can get through the blockage in her brain and restore the memory of this body, maybe she will all understand...

"I'm going back to Beijing in a few days? Using Jinye as a letter, I'm ingenious!" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Yun Qianyue was startled, her closed eyes opened violently, and when she turned around, she saw that Rongjing didn't know when to enter the house. He was standing behind her, and her eyes looked at her sarcastically with a whimper of light eyes. The dense fog gathered. She frowned and said annoyedly: "Aren't you gone? I thought you would never step on my door? What are you doing now?"

In particular, it came silently and was hitting the letters in her hands...

The thick fog in Rongjing Wenyan's eyes suddenly spread out, and all the light eyes were immediately covered with thick black mist. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Yun Qianyue, "You really hope that I will never come to you?"

Yun Qianyue looked at her badly and didn't answer, but the expression on her face was noncommittal.

"But I just came and bumped into the correspondence in your hand. Is this annoying you? If you knew me and came to discover me earlier, would you immediately hide the correspondence in your hand? "Rong Jing took a step forward, approaching Yun Qianyue, his voice could not be softer, but the tone was too heavy to sink, "But you were too careless, and this letter disturbed your mind, I didn’t find that I came in, and I happened to bump into your affair. What then? What if you kill me?"

Yun Qianyue stepped back uncontrollably and said angrily: "What are you bullshit? Where do I have private feelings?"

"Isn't there any private feeling? Not sure!" Rong Jing stared at Yun Qingyue's angry face and took another step forward, continuing: "There is a saying in North Xinjiang that Yang Ye is in love. Do you want to tell me The leaves in your hands are not from northern Xinjiang? Nowadays, the poplars in Shengjing City cannot produce such fresh and young leaves."

Yun Qingyue was stunned. If there was no time to refute, how did she know that Yang Ye was in love?

"Let me guess who this person is? Who makes you trance all day long? Who makes you disgust him for disguising the night sky for ten years? Don't tell me that person is Rong Feng." Rong Jing approached Yun Qianyue again In one step, the eyebrows were raised, and the dark color of the eyes became more intense.

Yun Qianyue took another step back, hitting the wall behind her with a cold touch, and she was furious, "Who do you care? I don't care about my affairs. What if I have personal feelings with others That’s also my business. Isn’t it half a matter to you, Jing Shizi? You don’t think I’ve made you lose your price by blinding your eyes all day? Then hurry up and how far away you are from me.”

Rong Jing followed Yun Qiangyue and took another step forward, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit, "You say it again! You have the ability to say it again, you and I have no relationship at all?"

"It wasn't even half a point! How about it again? Go away, don't spread wild in my place!" Yun Qianyue felt that the breath of Taishan covered her, she was almost unable to breathe, she stretched out her hand and opened Rongjing to hide Stay away from him.

Rong Jing suddenly grasped Yun Qingyue's intact arm against the wall with one hand, and the other hand was also easily supported on the wall. He fixed Yun Qianyue's circle between him and the wall, and his eyes were so dark that he could no longer see Color.

Yun Qingyue is very familiar with this posture. On TV, in movies, and in life, a pair of men and women often perform this classic posture. She never felt that this posture was suitable for her. I didn’t expect to experience it now. It seems that this The posture is universal and modern, she stared at Rongjing, depressed her panic, and said angrily: "What are you going to do? Stay away from me..."

"Don't you say that I have nothing to do with you?" Rong Jing lowered his head, his face close to Yun Qianyue, and his voice could not be lowered, "Would you like me to help you recall the relationship we had happened?"

Yun Qianyue's face was white, and her heart suddenly mentioned her throat, and she couldn't care about the injured arm and reached out to fight Rongjing.

"If you don’t want your arm to be really broken, then you can just move around. Since I can cure it, I can also help you to break it. Since the person you’ve missed can have money to send messages with gold leaves , Can always feed you." Rong Jing snapped Yun Qianyue's other hand easily, Shen said.

"Are you crazy?" Yun Qianyue was holding both arms on the wall. She stared at Rongjing angrily.

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qiangyue, and his eyes were foggy, motionless, just looked at her like that.

Yun Qingyue was panicked by Rong Jing's sight, turning his face away and avoiding his sight.

"I'm not crazy, but crazy!" Rong Jing spit out a very low sentence, suddenly lowered his face, and with Yun Qingyue tilted her face, her lips were accurately covered her lips, heavy , Steady, without leaving a trace.

Yun Qingyue was shocked, and the cool feeling from the lips hit her heart in an instant. She suddenly shook her apex, and her hands tried to break free, but she was pressed by Rongjing to die. She wanted to avoid her face. Her lips were pressed by him, she stretched her legs to kick him, but she was pressed by his body in a blink of an eye. After some movements, she wanted to move her body and could not move anymore, she was tight With his lips pursed, he stared angrily at Rongjing.

Rong Jing closed his eyes, not looking at Yun Qiangyue, and bit **** her lips.

When Yun Qingyue was in pain, Rongjing's lips flicked and Rong Jing took the opportunity to enter.

Such a kiss is like a violent wind and rain, like a torrent of water, like a lava bursting, like a wild horse. It was different from the kiss that came back from Lingtai Temple to Beijing not long ago to taste the dragonfly on the carriage, and it was also different from the kiss that gently contained her lips and chewed the fine product in Zuixianglou that day. This kind of kiss has a smell of madness and anger, as a typhoon swept through, and suddenly Yun Qingyue's three souls and seven souls will be broken into pieces.

All thoughts and messy thoughts were thrown out of Jiuxiaoyun, reason and anger collapsed, the mind floated, and the heart also floated, the breath stopped suddenly, and all the senses were useless.