The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Open it!" Rong Jing stopped.

Yun Qianyue also stopped, and saw that the pigeons in Qingquan's hands were smaller than the average pigeons, and the whole body was white. When she saw her gaze, the pigeon stared at her very alertly, thinking of the ancients. It is not much slower to communicate with modern pigeons than modern communication. If not, why is it that the trivial things happening in Beijing and China are known in a day and a half? Probably because of this flying pigeon.

Qingquan responded and immediately opened the creed tied to the pigeon's leg. Yun Qianyue only saw a blank space, but listened to Qingquan said: "Brother Xian Ge said he had greeted the Seventh Prince in a hundred miles away, but the Seventh Prince said that he would not return to Beijing today. Greeted."

Yun Qianyue thought that Rong Jing probably used a special sign to convey the message. If someone hit the pigeon and saw it was blank, it would not reveal the secret. She leaned her head to look at Rong Jing, "So you don't have to go out of town? Then I'm gone!"

"How can the Emperor's Decree defy? Then I will go to Baili to receive the seven princes!" Rong Jing smiled at Yun Qianyue and said softly, "Just sending you all the way out of Baili, you don't have to run around by yourself!"

"Are you still afraid of the emperor's decree? It is the seven princes who don't need you to pick it up. If the emperor knows it, he doesn't blame you. When are you so enthusiastic?" Yun Qingyue looked at Rong Jing suspiciously.

"The Seventh Prince returned to Beijing, and the emperor specifically asked me to pick it up, which is already a grand matter. How can I be negligent?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows, and said: "Besides, the capital of Beijing to Yunwu Mountain is all mountain roads, extremely It’s difficult, I’m free from the jolts of riding, why not do it?”

"So I'm still exposed to the light of the Seventh Prince?" Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing and saw him nodding with a smile. The light under her veil flashed a strange color quickly, and smiled and said: "Then go Right!"

When the words fell, she stepped up and walked out of the courtyard.

Rong Jing moved at the same time, his steps were still gentle and elegant as always.

The two went out of Zizhu Garden.

Qingquan was stunned for a while, and quickly drew twice on the white paper, and then tied the paper to the pigeon's leg again, let go of the pigeon, and quickly caught up with Rong Jing and Yun Qianyue.

The flying pigeon flew into the sky and flew a hundred miles away.

The carriage at the gate of Rongwang Mansion was already prepared, but this time the chasers changed from Xingge to Qingquan.

After Rongjing and Yunqianyue got in the car, Qingquan waved his horsewhip and the carriage went to the north gate.

After getting in the car, Rong Jing took out a book from the shelf and asked Yun Qianyue, "Do you want to read a book? It will take two hours to go to Yunwu Mountain from here."

"Don't look!" Yun Qianyue shook her head.

"Or you and I play chess to relieve boredom?" Rong Jing asked.

"I don't want to do anything, just do whatever you like, don't worry about me." Yun Qianyue said lazily.

"Okay!" Rong Jing stopped talking and took a book to read it.

Yun Qianyue closed her eyes and leaned all of her weight against the car wall, but she thought uncontrollably what the Seventh Prince was like. Is the owner of that Yang Ye Biography really the one? If it were him, what would be his relationship with her? Let Rong Jing see that handwriting on that golden leaf that day and anger at her loss of restraint. Today, he can obviously not go to Yunwu Mountain but hesitate to go with her all the way...

Rong Jing's lowered head suddenly lifted up to look at Yun Qianyue. Although she was covered by the light gauze, she also saw her brows faintly vaguely, and there seemed to be a cloud of suspicion that could not be resolved. He squeezed his thin lips tightly, lowering his head without opening his mouth. However, the book in hand does not turn a page for a long time.

Qingquan's driving skills are very good, not worse than string songs. The carriage quickly came to the North Gate.

Seeing Rongjing's carriage, Beicheng Shoucheng quickly let out in a panic. The carriage went out of the city unimpeded.

After walking a flat road outside the city, as Rong Jing said, the road is extremely difficult to walk, rugged, and the car swayed left and right.

Yun Qianyue's body also swayed to the left and right, but she was unaware of it, still silent in her thoughts. She didn't wake up until she felt her body was dragged into a cool embrace, and her warm body was beaten with coolness. She looked up and saw Rong Jing pursing her lips and looked at her. Her face was dull. She was startled and asked, "What's wrong?" ? Are you feeling sick? Why is it so cold?"

Rong Jing didn't say anything, just looked at him, not only his face was dull and unclear, but his eyes were also hazy.

Yun Qianyue stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, the touch from the forehead was also cold, she frowned, stretched his hand over his hand to give him a pulse, Rong Jing ripped the veil from her head, held her hand, she was unknown So looking at him, he leaned down and kissed with his head down.

"You..." Yun Qiangyue just kissed his lips, and his lips were also cool and cool. She looked at him with her eyes wide open, wondering what kind of madness this man was smoking.

Rong Jing didn't give her the opportunity to open her mouth and deepen the kiss. The red and swollen lips that he kissed in the morning were bright red in a moment, but he did not know that he was addicted and entangled.

Yun Qianyue was kissed by him with shortness of breath before a short moment, and he was breathless, and his stiff body gradually softened in his arms. Reason soul is flying outside. She was thinking vaguely that she was not strong-willed. She was really bewitched by men. Nobody could resist the romantic battles from time to time. Rong Jing would really cook her.

Rong Jing slowly let her go until Yun Qiangyue could only rely on Rong Jing's breath to breathe.

Yun Qiangyue was lying in Rong Jing's arms at this time, even the strength to speak was gone, and she could only breathe out.

"Is it a little deeper than I like now?" Rong Jing's voice was hoarse, and he stared at Yun Qiangyue and asked. His eyes were still hazy, and his gasp was obviously suppressed by deliberate suppression so as not to rush to Yunqianyue.

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing speechless.

Rong Jingruyu's hand was placed on Yun Qianyue's waist, and her fingertips gently hooked the end of her belt, and asked, "Huh?"

"Don't forget that you are still injured! Which one is crazy?" Yun Qianyue opened Rong Jing's hand softly, trying to get up from his arms without strength, and could only continue to lie in his arms and gave him a sneer. , "Isn't it like saying it. Do I tell you that it's deeper and more than liking?"

"If you tell me, I believe it!" Rong Jing still dragged the ribbon around Yun Qianyue's waist. The light and soft blow she had just had no effect at all.

"You haven't told me that you like it now!" Yun Qianyue glanced at Rong Jing. He couldn't open his hand. He could only open his hand one finger at a time, and then inserted his five fingers into the gap between his fingers. , Gently interlocking with him, seeing Rong Jing's eyes faintly flowing, she sighed helplessly and said softly, "Rong Jing, what are you afraid of?"

Rong Jing shuddered slightly.

"You also know that I am amnesia? I used to be the former me, now I am the present me. Even... Even if the person who gave me Yang Ye Chuanshu is the Seventh Prince, if I really have anything to do with him, it is the same as before. Are you minding me like this now? Or are you afraid that I will immediately throw him into his arms and don’t like you when I see him?" Yun Qianyue felt the need to say something. If she hadn't been sure that the person who gave her the book of Yang Ye was the Seventh Prince, now she is 100% sure.

But what about that?

As Grandpa said, she must have a weighing scale in her heart to measure, and she should know what she is doing. What she is doing now is very clear to her. She really likes Rongjing, jealous for him, hurt for his injury, and feeling for her to kiss and touch. This is enough! This moment, one moment. Even if she might have had anything with the Seventh Prince before, it was also before. Now she does not even know who the Seventh Prince is.

Rong Jing remained silent.

"You clearly knew who the person who gave me Yang Ye Chuanshu that day, but insisted on pulling me into your arms. Since you did that, you should expect that there will be today. Now I am just a doubt. After a little bit of involvement, what are you jealous of?" Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing and smiled teasingly in a tone as relaxed as possible: "Isn't the world preaching you the color of Jinyi Xuehuayu, looking back and smiling" "Aren't you better than the Seventh Prince? I'm afraid he will take me away?"

She remembered the words "I will return to Beijing in a few days" written on the golden leaf. From the words, the seven princes can be seen. Today, Rong Jing has never calmed down, calming Rong Taishan to the person who doesn't change his color in front, and it can be seen that the person is not about losing to him.

"If I were really scared? What would you do?" Rong Jing tightened Yun Qiangyue's fingers, not dark and relaxed because of his teasing, looking at her eyes, whispering: "I'm vinegar ! This way has been gone for a long time, and I haven’t seen you look at me. You said I can ignore you?"

Yun Qingyue is funny, it turns out to be real vinegar! Shaking his head, "I don't know what to do? Then what do you say?"

"Just do it so that you can't even see anyone..." Rong Jing kissed again.

Yun Qianyue was speechless. Is this Rongjing? At first sight, the person who calmly and gracefully seems to be standing in the clouds? The person who is restrained, polite, cold, alienated, and not close to three feet? The one who took Qin Yuning and couldn't soak in the water? In the eyes of everyone in the world, he looked up to worship the humble gentleman who filled his talents? Why did she seem to see a big bad wolf? Still wearing colored glasses.

For a long time, Rong Jing let go of Yun Qingyue, his voice was hoarse, "Promise me, I will not be allowed to see him today, how?"

Yun Qianyue thought that she wouldn't see it, and she would be cooked after being kissed by him again. What Yunwu Mountain did she go to! Nodded and responded softly, "Okay! As long as you don't go crazy, I promise you everything!"

Rong Jing smiled with satisfaction, the mist in his eyes faded away, the brilliance circulated, and he was pecked lightly with the red lips swollen after being kissed in Yun Qianyue, gentle and water-like: "Good!"