The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Feng Lu immediately muttered, and his eyes looked uncontrollably towards Rong Jing and Yun Qianyue. Seeing that there was no movement, she let out a slight sigh of relief, and withdrawing her sight, several people looked at her with warning, knowing what to say, and lowering her head.

A few people stopped talking, and this silence was like nobody.

Although Yun Qianyue closed her eyes, she never fell asleep, and the words of several people still came to her ears. She didn't feel the change of Rongjing's breath, but she knew that he certainly didn't fall asleep. The words she could hear, he naturally More audible. The lips were slightly squeezed into a line, and then slowly loosened, and no longer heard a few people's voice, then went to sleep.

On the second day, Rong Jing still walked according to the first day's itinerary. After two hundred miles, it was dark. Naturally rest in the mountains overnight.

On the third day, I walked for another half day, and arrived at the cliff near the ten miles of Tianxue Mountain at about west of noon.

A few people had just arrived, and an old man rushed out of the cliff, and the old man was about sixty years old. As soon as the score came, he bowed to Rong Jing excitedly, "Homeowner! You finally..."

"Seven Uncles!" Rong Jing stretched out his hand and dragged the old man to bow down.

The old man couldn't bear it, straightened up, and said excitedly: "The old master asked you to come, let me come to greet you." His words fell, and it seemed that Rong Jing took Yun Qianyue's hand and immediately turned his head, "This Bit... yes?"

"Little Red Pavilion!" Rong Jing introduced.

When the old man heard Yan Yan's face, he looked at Yun Qingyue carefully, and Yun Qianyue was covered with a layer of tulle at this time, only showing a pair of cold eyes. When he saw him, he smiled faintly and did not speak. . He looked at Hua Sheng and seven others who followed her. It took a long time to take back my eyes and said with emotion: "I don't want to see the Red Lord in the old age. Fortunately! Fortunately!" When the words fell, he asked Rong Jing again, "Master, you have arrived half a day early, the messenger of Heavenly Saint and Prince Rui of Nanliang has not arrived yet. Will you go back to your family first?"

"Hmm!" Rong looked at his head, reached into his arms, took out a silver mask and put it on, slowly raised his steps.

Yun Qianyue glanced at Rong Jing and felt the breath changed when he put on the mask. Follow him and walk inside.

After entering the cliff, it was really ten miles of peach blossom forest. I don't know if it's because of climate or because of formation. In short, although it is autumn at this time, but ten miles of peach blossoms are gorgeous and blooming, like flowers in full bloom and full of fragrance.

Fleeing away, scorching its glory.

This sentence is placed in the Taoli Forest of Ten Miles, which is interpreted vividly.

Rong Jing has been holding Yun Qianyue's hand, walking fast or slow. Ink hair, ink-colored brocade, ink-colored Chaoyang boots, and waist-banded ink-colored jade belt, although walking as usual, are gentle and elegant. But Yun Qingyue still felt different. She felt like she had met him for the first time in a trance.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Yun Qiangyue's stun, Rong Jing looked at her sideways, her voice soft.

Yun Qianyue's lips flicked slightly, shaking her head, "It's okay!"

Rong Jing seemed to know what she was thinking, and smiled briefly, leaning in close to her ear and lowering her voice, saying: "In any case, I am still me, you or you. What are the thoughts in my heart?"

"You are a roundworm!" Yun Qingyue glared at him suddenly.

"If you can, being a roundworm in your stomach all your life is no exception." Rong Jing withdrew his body, his tone a little lazy.

Yun Qianyue blushed, "You want beauty!"

Rong Jing looked at her sideways and saw that although she was across the veil, she was more beautiful than the peach blossoms in the ten miles of Taolin. His heart fluttered, and suddenly he reached out and hugged her.

Yun Qianyue was unprepared and exclaimed, "Ah".

Qi Bo turned his head in front of him, and Hua Sheng and others in the back looked nervously.

"She's gone!" Rong Jing explained.

Qi Bo's eyes flashed, nodded, and went on. Hua Sheng and others looked at it, and their faces seemed a little speechless.

Yun Qianyue's face was as red as smoke, and she lowered her voice to irritate Rong Jing. "Who said my foot is sloppy?"

"I said!" Rong Jing looked down at her with a smile.

"You talk nonsense!" Yun Qingyue glared at him, "Quickly let me down, all walked so far, are you tired?"

"Holding you is not tired!" Rong Jing shook his head.

Yun Qianyue struggled to come down, Rong Jing's arms tightened. She looked at him and whispered: "Let me down!"

"It's so unreliable that the feet are gone. Good boy, I'm not tired!" Rong Jing's voice whispered softly.

When Yun Qianyue saw that he made up his mind to hold her, he closed his eyes and stopped looking at him. He didn't understand how he suddenly went crazy. If he held her like this and entered the Chu's house, it would not only be Rong Wangfu and Shizi and Yun Wangfu. Miss Qingyue is involved, so the Chu family and the Red Pavilion are also involved. She thinks it is a little funny. Change of identity is still entangled.

"You can sleep!" Rong Jing whispered again.

Yun Qingyue "huh" with a familiar embrace and strong arms. Although it was easy to rush on these days, it was indeed a bit tiring. She yawned shallowly and really went to sleep.

Half an hour later, the peach blossom forest in Shilidi came to an end.

"See homeowner!" There was a deafening voice in front.

Yun Qianyue was awakened, thinking about listening to this voice, I was afraid that there were thousands of people. She opened her eyelids and wanted to look up. Rongjing covered her face with her sleeves and blocked her view. She was about to be dissatisfied. She only listened to his change of past warmth, and her voice was calm and calm. All are free!"

"Thank you, Master!"

"Homeowner, this is..." An old man different from Qi Bo got up and looked into Rong Jing's arms.

"My wife! Red Pavilion Lord!" Rong Jing introduced.

Yun Qingyue was shocked, when did she become his... wife? Why doesn't she know?

The questioning old man was also shocked, not only him, apparently surprised a large number of people.

Yun Qianyue heard Qi Qi uniformly pumping sound, felt countless eyes gathered on her body, she finally understood why Rong Jing wanted to hold her away, and at this time blocked her face. This is tantamount to a blockbuster, not only that she couldn't find the North, but it shocked the people in front of her.

After the pumping sound, no one seemed to speak for a long time.

Seven people including Hua Sheng and Hua Luo were obviously shocked. However, they have been trained to be adept at Rongjing's amazing words along the way. After being shocked, they quickly returned to normal. If anything amazing in the world rests on Jing Shizi, it feels like they can be discounted.

"This...when is this? The homeowner...I don't know?" The old man stuttered in shock.

"Not long ago! I will tell you when I meet my grandfather." Rong Jing's voice was still cold and cold.

The old man seemed to nod, no longer talking.

"Go back to the house!" Rong Jing didn't want to say much, and threw a sentence, holding Yun Qianyue forward.

Seven people including Hua Sheng followed him. The old man and several others of his age looked at each other, and everyone had the same look of surprise in their eyes. After a while, the old man seemed to have recovered his soul, and asked Qi Bo in a low voice, "Seven Bo, what is going on?"

"The old slave didn't know..." Qi Bo shook his head quickly, apparently shocked by the posture.

"Return to the house first!" The old man nodded and waved at the crowd. Step up quickly to chase Rongjing.

After everyone was surprised, they were more curious. The wife of the head of the house looked like no one, and all followed. There are many young men and women in the crowd. Young men have heard of the fact that the Red Pavilion Lord chose the seven major families, but now he is the Red Pavilion Lord. I don’t know what kind of grace it is. Many of the young women's faces showed a broken heart.

After walking for a while, Yun Qiangyue couldn't get back in Rong Jing's arms. Wife!

"Why is your body so stiff?" Rong Jing asked in a low voice that only two people could hear. The voice was not difficult to hear a smile.

"How do you... talk nonsense again?" Yun Qianyue suffocated for a long time, and spit out a word with difficulty.

"I want to sleep at the Chu's house and not share your room with you. You can only say that! You think about it, the family of the top ten families is very strict, otherwise we can only sleep in separate rooms." Rong Jing whispered.

"For this reason?" Yun Qianyue was speechless.

"Well, for this reason. Otherwise, what other reason do you think?" Rong Jingxiao asked.

Yun Qingyue's eyelids rolled over, wanting to see Rong Jing's expression, but unfortunately her face was covered with his ink sleeves. She only saw the ink-colored clouds, and the rest could not see anything. But she thinks it must be more than that. He didn't see him for half a month while he was treating the water. How many days can he live in the Chu family? She snorted low, "Lying lies! I believe you have ghosts!"

Rong Jing laughed happily.

"You better tell me honestly!" Yun Qianyue whispered, "Otherwise don't blame me for not cooperating! Feng Guanxia did not wear it, did not see the gift, and the car sedan didn't come to my door, just want me to be your wife? Dream!"

Rong Jing coughed low, Xu Si, and received a smile, quietly and authentically: "There are many little girls in the Chu family who are fond of me."

Yun Qianyue's eyes condensed.

Rong Jing said: "Are you sure you don't cooperate?"

"Peach blossoms are flooding!" Yun Qianyue scolded low.

"Not only the Chu family, but many women in the top ten families loved me." Rong Jing said again.

"Flooded into disaster!" Yun Qianyue whispered again.

Rong Jing smiled lowly, and his voice was soft, "So, let me be wronged! Anyway, one day you will marry me, my husband's title will be lent to you first, and I won't charge silver."

"Did you take advantage of me?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows, although he couldn't see.

"Well!" Rong Jing nodded definitely.