The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Hiding left, the fog of chasing him left, and hiding right, chasing him of fog right. Back, the fog still chased again. The internal force was urged, but as if hitting the cotton vigorously, the fog remained. Cang Ting has never been so embarrassed and powerless. No matter what he did, he couldn't find a way to resist the fog.

"Brother Cang!" The two little girls seemed to be frightened and exclaimed together.

Yun Qianyue is bound to give Cang Ting a lesson today. She hadn't learned spiritual art before, and martial arts could not help Cang Ting, but he learned this spiritual art with his father three days ago. Although his father only taught her Yi Rong, she was clever enough and would be able to get through. I feel that this is not to be underestimated when attacking people. Today, I practiced with Cang Ting, and I really learned a lot.

The gate of this courtyard, one after another, was very lively.

Rong Jing idled his arms and watched for a long time, until Cang Ting's hairpin fell off and his clothes were scattered, he waved his hand to stop Yun Qianyue. The low, cold voice was not difficult to hear a trace of tenderness, "OK, don't play! Grandpa, etc. Anxious, let's go in!"

Yun Qingyue knew that Rong Jing was taboo on spiritism, so she accepted it as soon as possible, and she could only persist for so long, so she withdrew her spiritual power, not looking at Cang Ting's embarrassed appearance, and gave Rong Jing a look. Laughed: "I'm teaching Deng Tuozi, even if you don't help, how can I say I am playing?"

"Looks like it's like playing." Rong Jing's eyes dipped in a smile.

"Don't you embarrass my mother?" Yun Qingyue shook his veil and asked with a smile.

"Don't lose! Lord Cang is the leader of the martial arts of the top ten families." Rong Jing looked at Yun Qiangyue's face deeply.

Yun Qiangyue remembered that she changed into the appearance of Li Yun in the past. Although Li Yun's appearance is not as beautiful as Yun Qiangyue's, she is also of superior appearance. At that time, she entered the National Security Bureau with such a face and was faced with countless doubts, but she still established her footing with her excellent skills. No one said a gossip later. How long is the memory and face, she suddenly felt a little melancholy, even now it is Li Yun's appearance, but things have changed, she is not her.

Seeming to feel Yun Qingyue's sadness, Rong Jing took her hand tightly, "Go!"

"Hmm!" Yun Qingyue responded with a cry, brought the veil back to his face, and followed Rong Jing without looking at anyone.

Cang Ting did not stop this time, and stood not far away, looking at Yun Qingyue and Rong Jing with a pale face, a pair of phoenix eyes and a look on his face was very different, a little confused.

The two little girls met Yun Qiangyue's face as they wished, but found that they were not only beautiful but also extremely beautiful. In particular, she is cold and cold, and her temperament is more conspicuous than her appearance. Even if they don't want to admit it in their hearts, they still feel that the two people standing together are the best match.

It was not until the two entered the inner courtyard that they could not see the figure, and the two little girls withdrew their gazes. They looked at each other together, and their eyes were somewhat red, but they could not bear to shed tears.

"What's so good about Chu Rong? Why are you crying?" Cang Ting also withdrew his eyes at this time, and cleared the scattered Qingsi and Huashang, glanced at the two, and frowned lazily.

"Brother Cang!" The two little girls seemed to be afraid of Cang Ting, and their tears circulated in their eyes.

"Okay, okay! There are many good men in the top ten families, not that bad!" Cang Ting coaxed.

The two little girls clearly felt uncomfortable in their hearts, but they didn't want to cry, and only nodded. I thought to myself that although the top ten families are so many good men, there is only one Chu family leader!

After a while, the lady of the Lan family looked at Cang Ting and asked, "Brother Cang, haven't you seen this little Red Pavilion Lord before?"

"I haven't seen it!" Cang Ting shook his head, sorted out his belt, bowed his head to play with the twelve-bone jade fan in his hand, and had no intention of leaving.

"She's so powerful, what martial arts are that?" the lady of the Lan family asked again.

Cang Ting shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it!"

"Brother Cang, can't you see what martial arts she used? It's amazing, like a cloud. It can break through your internal force and penetrate your fan." Ms. Hua whispered.

"The Great Thousand World, there is nothing strange. There are people outside, there are heavens outside. I don't know what is strange?" Cang Ting seemed to smile with a strange tone, "I thought it was an old man, but it was not."

"Brother Cang, which old man?" Miss Huajia asked curiously.

Cang Ting put away the emotions on his face, and smiled, "Little Lord Red Pavilion is also very interesting! Chu Rong didn't know when to marry her. It was really surprising."

"Brother Chu is in a state of distraction, and the dragon has never seen him or her head. The Red Pavilion hasn't done anything in these years, it's very secretive. In this way, Brother Chu has long been related to the Red Pavilion! It’s the people in the Red Pavilion! Now it’s reasonable for Brother Chu to marry the Red Pavilion.” Miss Lan said.

"Oh, the little girl would guess. But I'm not sure about it!" Cang Ting laughed and said idlely.

Listening to Cang Ting's words, the two little girls felt better. If the Chu family and the red pavilion acquaintance had known each other, near the water tower, the red pavilion had the moon first, they had no chance, and they did not blame them. But still a little unwilling.

The three no longer spoke, but none had left.

In the three-person speaking room, Rong Jing and Yun Qiangyue had entered the inner courtyard and came to a main courtyard.

"Homeowner!" The gatekeeper of the main court respectfully saluted.

Rong Jing responded and dragged Yun Qianyue into.

Yun Qingyue looked at this courtyard with solemn vigor, which was different from the courtyard where she had settled. Several old men stood at the door of the main house in the courtyard. This includes Qi Bo who went to meet Rong Jing outside the peach blossom forest in ten miles. She guessed that these old men were probably the elders of the Chu family.

"Homeowner!" A few people saw Rongjing coming and hurriedly came over.

Because the top ten families are high-ranking families hundreds of years ago, they have a stricter sense of respect. Therefore, even if these elders can be called Rong Jing, they still have to respect Rong Jing according to their respects.

"Huh! Is Grandpa here?" Rong Jingxi is like gold.

"The old house owner is here! I know that the old house owner... brought the little red pavilion to come..." An old man seemed to have no idea how to call Yun Qianyue. After a pause, he still followed the name of the little red pavilion.

Yun Qianyue heard his voice was the old man who spoke at the entrance of Chu's house when he greeted Rong Jing, and gave him a glance. Although he is a bit older, his old eyes are refined and introverted, and he is also extremely spiritual.

"It's Madam!" Rong Jing corrected.

The old man hurriedly bowed his head, "It's a lady...good lady!"

"Good day, Madam!"

Yun Qingyue's mouth was slightly hooked, thinking that Rong Jing's move to classify her as a wife really scared everyone! Her voice was cold and kind, and she nodded with a smile, "Several old people are good, no need to be polite!"

"It's okay today, uncles, let's go to rest! Let's go in to see Grandpa!" Rong Jing's eyes that had just sunk at this time brought a smile of satisfaction, dropped a word, and dragged Yun Qianyue into the main house .

The bead curtain lifted up and fell down, and the figures of the two had walked in.

A few old men looked at each other, and there was some delay. After a while, it seemed that they all sighed helplessly, shook their heads, invited them, and left. They had come over and waited to see the appearance of the little master of the Red Pavilion, but they did not want her to come to see their homeowner still wearing a veil. Look at the care of the housekeeper, not dare to ask too much. It can only be done now! Anyway, the matter of the Lan family will probably not be solved tomorrow. The owner must stay for two days. See you later!

This main house is twice the size of the room where Rong Jing’s mother lives. Not to mention the furnishings in the house, it is naturally a fine antique treasure. It is worth mentioning that a huge steamer like a stove was placed in the middle of the house. Dry firewood is burning under the steamer, and steaming steam is emitted above. No, maybe not water vapor, it can be called alcohol. As soon as the spectrum enters the house, you can smell the strong wine aroma.

An old man with full hair is lying on the steamer and going to add dry wood.

Although the weather is still hot in autumn, although there is a steamer burning dry wood in the house, it is still not hot. It is obviously related to the cold jade brick laid under the steamer. The hot air was absorbed and dissipated into the ground through Han Yuzhuan.

There was only one old man in the house, and no one else, and the maidservant who served was no longer.

Yun Qianyue thought that the old man with full of hair should be Rongjing's grandfather! It turned out to be good winemaking.

"Grandpa!" Rong Jing pulled Yun Qingyue standing at a distance of three feet from the steamer, and shouted with a warm voice.

The old man "huh!" made a sound without raising his head. "Come with his wife?"

"Yes!" Rong Jing nodded.

Yun Qianyue thought about how difficult it was to change from wife to wife and wife to daughter-in-law! She was very comfortable, not blushing, jumping, or refuting. Was it a good adaptation?

"Shout Grandpa!" The old man still didn't look up. This was naturally said to Yun Qianyue.

"Grandpa!" Yun Qingyue shouted by words, very smoothly.

"Can you make wine?" the old man asked, unable to hear satisfaction or dissatisfaction.

Yun Qianyue's eyes flickered, without answering the question, "How can you make wine, what if you can't make wine?"

"Able to make wine is my grandson's wife, not to make wine is not." The old man said.

"Are you looking for a wine maid or a grandson's wife?" Yun Qianyue was speechless. Is this too direct? Looking at Rong Jing sideways, Rong Jing smiled warmly at her, and she wanted to say that his earlier evaluation of his grandfather was not comprehensive. What a smiling tiger and black centipede should be said to be an alcoholic.

"Little girl, don't make sloppy eyes, it's useless to fool it!" The old man snorted.

"Let's say this! If you can make wine like this, then I won't." Yun Qianyue shook his head. "The way I will do is different from yours."