The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Almost fell to death." Rong Jing's tone remained calm.

Yun Qianyue's chest choked, no longer opening her lips, looking at his arm, Xu Yu, she suddenly reached out and touched his arms. Rong Jing still sat motionless, and Ren Yunqianyue touched him. Eyes are still watching Ye Tianyi.

Ye Tianyi also looked at Rong Jing and Yun Qianyue, his expression never changed.

Nan Lingrui looked at Ye Tianyi, Rong Jing again, and finally fixed his eyes on Yun Qianyue, and suddenly smiled silently.

Yun Qingyue touched Rong Jinghuai for a long time without touching drugs such as jade bottles. His arms were empty. She frowned, withdrew her hand and looked at Rong Jing, "What about the medicine? Where did it go? Didn't you always carry the medicine with you?"

"Throw it!" Rong Jing said.

"Throw it?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows.

"Well! It doesn't matter if this arm is broken anyway! You don't feel hurt." Rong Jing didn't care.

"You..." The anger in Yun Qianyue's heart suddenly rose to his eyes. He looked at Rong Jing. He now looked as if the whole world was not in his eyes, making her hate the expression of death. Suddenly she gritted her teeth and said: "How about you committing suicide now? Anyway, you don't want to live anymore. Now your arms are not serious, tomorrow's legs and feet are not serious, and even your life is estimated to be a serious matter. Why chronic suicide So troublesome? Isn't it better to be suicidal now?"

"If I committed suicide now, would you burn me three incense sticks every year during the festival?" Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue.

"Burn, not only for New Year's Day, but I will burn it for you every day." Yun Qianyue hated.

Rong Jing suddenly smiled, withdrew his gaze from Ye Tianyi, and turned his head to Yun Qiangyue. "Only my wife or the talent of Rongwang Mansion is eligible to burn incense for me. Are you sure you want to marry me?"

Yun Qingyue choked, speechless.

"Why don't you speak? Don't marry me?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows, put away his smile, and said lightly: "Since you don't marry me, you are not eligible to burn incense for me."

Yun Qingyue was furious suddenly, "I marry you, can you afford it?"

"As long as you marry, I can afford to marry." Rong Jing said.

"What do you marry? Don't tell me to use your half crippled body." Yun Qianyue snorted coldly. No longer ignoring Rong Jing, he turned to Nan Lingrui and asked, "Is there any medicine on my body?"

"Bring it!" Nan Lingrui reached into his arms and immediately took out the medicine bottle.

"I don't need other people's medicine!" Rong Jing withdrew his hand.

Yun Qingyue was about to pick up the hand of the medicine bottle and looked at Rong Jing, "Is it wrong?"

"I have had this problem since I was a child, you have always known." Rong Jing said.

"I know what? Your fault should be corrected! I will change it for you today." Yun Qianyue took the medicine, opened the stopper, and poured it into Rong Jing's arm.

Rong Jing escaped, Yun Qingyue buckled his arm. Pour the liquid medicine on his swollen arm. Although annoyed, the movement is extremely light. The medicine carried by Nan Lingrui is naturally a good medicine.

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue, the light color changed, and suddenly said softly: "You are so eager to heal my arm. Is it distressing me? Tensing me? Thinking of marrying me, I Can't you hug you when your arm is gone?"

Yun Qingyue acted.

Rong Jing looked at her, something deep in the bottom of her eyes was breaking, something was gathering.

"The ghost is distressed for you, your arm is just right!" Yun Qianyue suddenly put down her hand, threw the medicine bottle in her hand, and turned out of the Yanyu Pavilion. She can be calm in the face of others, but as long as she meets this person, she will be angry with him nine times out of ten. Should it be said that this person is capable, or she just easily angry at him?

Rong Jing sat still and didn't go to hold Yun Qianyue, watching him leave.

Nan Lingrui blinked and watched Yun Qianyue walking past him, not speaking or blocking.

Yun Qianyue came to Ye Tianyi in a few steps, stopped, looked at her familiar face, pursed her lips, turned her head and looked at the horse standing side by side with Nan Lingrui's horse and yelled, "Tread snow come!"

Treading Snow immediately ran to Yun Qianyue happily.

Yun Qianyue tapped her toes lightly, turned her horse neatly, and looked at Ye Tianyi, "How did you come?"

"Horse riding!" Ye Tianyi said.

"Now ride with me!" Yun Qingyue threw a sentence, legs tucked into the horse's abdomen, treading snow to carry her away.

Ye Tianyi put her thumb and **** together, put it on her lips, played a clear whistle, and a black horse ran towards him. He glanced at Rong Jing and Nan Lingrui, turned over his horse, and stretched his legs between his legs, followed Yun Qiangyue and left.

Within a moment, the two men and two horses disappeared.

Nan Lingrui watched the two leave and didn't take back his sight until the figure disappeared. He raised an eyebrow at Rongjing and smiled uncomfortably. "It turns out that Jing Shizi was also thrown away!"

"It's not unusual to be dropped by her!" Rong Jing withdrew his eyes and glanced lightly at the half-armed arm, and raised an eyebrow at Nan Lingrui, "Prince Rui has always wanted to watch a good show, can it be completed today?" "

"Well, this good show is quite enjoyable!" Nan Lingrui nodded with a smile and touched his chin: "Prince Ben thought that if you took her to Nanliang, you would be an enemy! I can't think of one more now. ."

"Nanliang has beautiful scenery and it is indeed a good place." Rong Jing's voice could not hear any meaning, and he looked at Rong Linglan who was lying unconscious on the ground: "My second sister is comatose because of chasing Prince Rui If you don’t wake up, Prince Rui will work hard to send her back to Rongwang Mansion!"

Nan Lingrui also looked at Rong Linglan and saw that her forehead was swollen with a big bag, lying there quietly, and he immediately sighed, "Poor good face, now about to be veiled!" The words fell, he Raised his eyebrows at Rong Jing, "Now everyone is gone, can't Jing Shizi go back to his house?"

"People just happened to be quiet. Prince Rui took his second sister back to his house!" Rong Jing said lightly.

"Well, this Prince is the most reluctant to suffer the beauty. I'll work hard!" Nan Lingrui stooped and hugged Rong Linglan, shouting to his horse, "Yue'er coming!"

The horse ran towards him immediately.

Rong Jing's eyes narrowed.

Nan Lingrui turned around and just left Rong Linglan slowly, only to listen to Rong Jing and said: "I just received the news that it is said that dyed little prince and princess Ye went to the palace to find the emperor and asked to marry him. Qiqiao Festival is a good day. Prince Rui will soon be able to catch a good show."

Nan Lingrui looked back at Rongjing, peach blossoms narrowed his eyes, "Jing Shizi is sitting in the mountains, and he can look at the situation. Sure enough, he is good at this! The Prince admires."

"I don't have to admire it. Prince Rui changed your horse's name." Rong Jing said lightly.

Nan Lingrui turned his head, without saying a word, his legs clasped his horse's abdomen, and the four horses hoofed up under him, heading towards Beijing.

Seeing Nan Lingrui's figure leaving, Rong Jing withdrew his eyes and suddenly smiled.

"Shizi, your arm, help your bandage!" Xing Ge floated down, looking nervously at Rong Jing's arm.

"No!" Rong Jing shook his head.

"Miss Qingyue threw you and the Seventh Prince back to the city, and will definitely not come to you. Your arm is your own." Xian Ge is anxious, no wonder Shizi does not want Miss Asahi to see the Seventh Prince, even if Miss Asahi loses memory However, when I saw the Seventh Prince, that kind of emotion would still appear. Even when he saw it in the dark, he was shocked, not to mention Shizi.

"This arm is not mine now." Rong Jing glanced at the string song, "You retreat!"

"Shizi..." Xiange was anxious. In his heart, she felt that Miss Qingyue was careless, and even if she had the heart, she only gave Shizi a little bit, and her heart was given to the Seventh Prince. He didn't understand why Shizi had to abuse himself like this.

"Retreat!" Rong Jing's voice sank.

Seeing that Rong Jing was tough, Xian Ge dared not say anything and retreated.

Rong Jing looked at the direction of Yun Qingyue's departure, thinking that receiving was releasing, and releasing was receiving. He could barely do it today. If she doesn’t come back, then he can’t guarantee whether she will be able to watch her and others side by side tomorrow. And that person is still at night.

The Dongshan Waterfall has gurgling water, the Yanyu Pavilion is breezy and quiet, and there is no more voice.

Yun Qianyue has a horse ahead, and this ride is not the same as the race with Nan Lingrui just now, but Ren Taxuexin runs by rein. Taxue seemed extremely psychic, knowing that Yun Qiangyue did not intend to return, so he went south.

Ye Tianyi followed Yun Qiangyue one step away, her eyes did not leave her from beginning to end.

Yun Qianyue never looked back, and did not speak again. The breeze blew the blue silk, the purple soft smoke fluttered with the wind, the white horse and purple clothes, and the green grass mountain forest, her face was sometimes shrouded in a layer of light smoke, misty and illusory, and sometimes calm and calm, like the calm sea.

Walking for an hour like this, I came to a mountain in front of me, and there was no other way ahead. Only the bells rang continuously and the monk's chanting sound came faintly from the other side of the mountain.

Stopped on the snow, looked back to Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue looked at the mountains in front of him. The green mountains were green and the rocks were rugged. It turned out that he came to the back mountain of Lingtai Temple. She looked back to Ye Tianyi.

Ye Tianyi smiled at her and said slowly, "This is Lingtai Temple!"

Yun Qianyue looked at his smile. If he didn't smile, he looked like Xiao Qi, but this smile was obviously the familiar facial features, but she didn't even have a three-point look. Xiao Qi was not as handsome as him. At this point he finally understood Cailian's sentence "Jing Shizi and the Seventh Prince are incomparable." He and Rongjing were indeed incomparable.

Rong Jinggui is elegant and graceful, like poetry and paintings, and high in the clouds. He is light to the extreme and lives at the end of the white clouds. Even if he is gentle, he can't get rid of the loneliness in his bones. It was a kind of loneliness that was born above all beings.