The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yun Qianyue's words fell, there was no movement outside the window, the wind was quiet, and Qianyue Pavilion was silent.

"If you don't come in, I turn off the lights and go to bed!" Yun Qianyue said to the window again. Earlier, she was troubled by the reluctant emotion she gave to Yun Muhan, and did not find him coming, but when Yun Muhan hugged her, she clearly felt the familiar breath before she knew he was coming. Or this person's martial arts are too high, even if she is not troubled by the emotions she is unwilling to give to Yun Muhan, if he doesn't show his breath, it is difficult for her to find him outside.

There was still no movement outside the window.

Yun Qingyue pouted, waving his hand to turn off the lights.

At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside, Rong Jing did not come in, but stood at the door and looked at her quietly.

Yun Qianyue's waving motion stopped, looking at Rong Jing. A crescent-white brocade was covered with a layer of frost. Although he didn't enter the house, there was a faint coolness coming out of him. Obviously he had stayed outside for a long time. Seeing him not speaking, she frowned and asked, "When did you come?"

Rong Jing looked at her as if she hadn’t heard it yet. Yun Qianyue frowned, thinking that this person was estimated to be dry vinegar again. She didn’t want to bother, but seeing him standing there, it’s already late at night, and the night is heavy. His thin figure was hidden outside the curtain at the door, and it was distressing and unspeakable. She sighed secretly, thinking that Rong Jing was born to treat her. She stood up, walked up to him, walked to him, stood still, and asked him, "Did you hear me? I ask you When did you come?"

Rong Jing remained silent.

Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows, learning what he looked like this morning: "Son Rong, have you smelled this? There is a sour taste floating in this house? It has been floating from this house to the outside of Qingyue Pavilion."

Rong Jing snorted suddenly, looking at Yun Qingyue, saying one by one, "That's because I drank a jar of vinegar!"

Yun Qingyue was stunned.

Rong Jing bypassed her and stepped into the house.

Yun Qianyue watched Rong Jing enter the house and blinked. He said he drank vinegar? Actually admitted to being jealous? Seeing that he walked to the bed by himself, he took off his robe three or two times and lay on her bed, covering her quilt. She suddenly couldn't keep up with his thoughts and asked, "What are you doing?" "

"Sleep!" Rong Jing closed his eyes.

Yun Qianyue stepped up to the bed, walked to the bed, stood still, raised her eyebrows and looked at Rong Jing, "You came to me just to sleep?"

"Well!" Rong Jing responded.

"How long have you been waiting outside? Just to sleep?" Yun Qianyue was a little unbelievable.

"I came when Yun Muhan came!" Rong Jing snorted.

"Three hours?" Yun Qianyue was startled.

"Yun Qianyue, do you know three hours?" Rong Jing opened his eyes, glanced at Yun Qianyue, and closed his eyes again.

"Then why didn't you come in?" Yun Qingyue frowned, no wonder he was so cold! The cold wind blows in the middle of the night, and three hours have passed.

"I just want to see what he is going to do! Fortunately, nothing special is done to you, otherwise I can't spare him." Rong Jing pulled the quilt over his body, and Wen Run's voice was a little deep.

Yun Qingyue looked at Rong Jing and asked, "Rong Jing, are you eighteen, not eight?"

"Don't you know? I kissed you in Yuanyangchi when I was eight, don't tell me you don't remember it." Rong Jing's tone was a little bad.

Yun Qianyue was speechless. This thing has always made her think that Rongjing is not a person. How could she forget it? It is estimated that she will not forget it for a lifetime or two. She was rude to an eight-year-old kid. He looked at Rong Jing halfway and saw that he stopped talking. She reached out and pushed him, "Did you eat?"

"No!" Rong Jing sniffed with his nose.

"Find the guilt by yourself!" Yun Qingyue glared at him, just about to call out to make Linglian and Yixue get another meal. Her wrist was suddenly caught by Rong Jing, and she looked down at him.

"I want to eat your steak!" Rong Jing said.

"Son Rong, it's late at night!" Yun Qianyue couldn't help but remind.

"Anyway, you are not sleepy for a day!" Rong Jing opened his eyes and glanced at Yun Qianyue.

"Then it's late at night!" Yun Qiangyue emphasized, and the night was thick outside. She tried it in the middle of the night, but she never tried it.

"No matter, I will eat anyway!" Rong Jing closed his eyes again.

"Don't do it!" Yun Qianyue shook her head. How does she feel like Rong Jing is talking like a child?

"I haven't eaten for a day since you left. If you are patient, just starve me!" Rong Jing's tone was a little low.

Yun Qingyue's eyelids rolled over, "Why not eat?"

"You're angry!" Rong Jing snorted.

Yun Qingyue seemed to say something angry when she thought of her leaving. She looked up at the roof and said annoyedly: "That's why you mad at me first. If you don't mad at me, am I mad at you?"