The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Ling Lian and Yi Xue looked at the three people who walked, and their eyes were fixed on the current young man. Although the Huajia, Cangjia, and Fengjia of the top ten families exclusively produced beautiful men, all of them looked beautiful, although They were accustomed to Rong Jing's elegant and graceful face, and they had also seen the graceful appearance of Ye Qingran, Ye Tianyi, Rong Feng, Yun Muhan, San Gongzi, etc. This man was shocked. I finally understood the interesting thing about the Prince Donghai that the teenager said earlier when he was born. It was only interesting when I listened to it, but I knew at first sight that it was not sensational. There is such a man in the world, jade cover. It can only be described by jade cover. But even with this appearance, he didn't have the slightest woman's breath all around him. It was indeed a man, and no one would regard him as a woman.

"I ran this trip, but enough play?" Yu Zishu approached the teenager, looked him up and down, and asked with a smile.

The teenager shivered, and suddenly whined, begging: "Brother Zishu, I was wrong, can you not tell my aunt about my escape."

"You don't know when I don't say aunt?" Yu Zishu reached out and patted the teenager's head and smiled: "Look at you as water, hurry back to the place where you are sleeping! Carefully catch the cold and get hot."

"It's not Rong Jing's bad guy, otherwise how could I fall into the water?" The young man heard the words suddenly hate, quite a bit of claws, but in the end the man in front of him did not stick out his claws.

"If you were not guilty of Jing Shizi, where would you fall into the water? Your words were heard by me." Yu Zishu smiled and looked at him.

The teenager snorted, "I'm going to marry Yun Qianyue!"

Yu Zishu raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in amusement: "Are you going to marry Miss Qingyue of King Yun's Mansion?"

"Well!" The teenager nodded.

Yuzishu seemed to smile, looked at him all over the body and asked, "Why?"

"She's good! I like her." The teenager said of Yun Qiangyue, his eyes brightened, "Brother Zishu, will you help me, right? I don't want her to marry Rongjing."

Yu Zishu smiled and said nothing, turned around and walked back.

The teenager immediately stepped up to catch up with him. When he didn’t speak, he reached for his sleeve, but he reached halfway and paused. He didn’t touch his clean robe with his dirty hands, begging: Brother Shu, you talk!"

"I can't help you with this matter. You should ask your aunt! If your aunt agrees, you might be able to." Yu Zishu glanced at the boy and smiled.

The teenager snorted and wanted to say something, then suddenly sneered.

"Sure enough, I felt cold!" Yu Zishu seemed to sigh and ordered to one of the two who followed him: "Autumn leaf, you take him back to decoction quickly."

"Yes!" A young man responded, reaching for the boy.

"No, I just saw you, go back with you!" The teenager shook his head, avoiding autumn leaves, and wrote to Yuzi.

"Obey!" Yuzishu's tone remained unchanged, and it was still warm.

The teenager stopped talking and obediently asked Qiuye to leave the shore with the help of Zhan Qinggong.

Yu Zishu glanced back at Ling Lian and Yi Xue, who were still there, and said to the duo: "The two girls also got wet and their clothes were wet. Let's go back and change them as soon as possible! Otherwise, they will catch the cold."

Ling Lian and Yi Xue immediately awakened and quickly lowered their heads to thank, "Thank you, Prince Yu for reminding!"

Yuzishu smiled, stopped talking, turned around and continued walking forward. It was only at the moment when he turned back, looking in the direction that Rongjing left with Yun Qingyue, his warm eyes seemed to have a touch of more, like a cloud or a mist, entered from his eyes and settled to the bottom of his eyes.

The age behind him and the young man who left the boy were almost the same age. He sensitively found that the prince's breath was a bit wrong, and he could not help speaking after walking for a while, "Prince, are you worried?"

"Mind?" Yu Zishu's appearance seemed to be tranced by these two words.

"I haven't seen you look like this for a long time!" the man whispered.

Yu Zishu stopped and looked forward. Twilight lifted his soft brocade to a dim level, but the cloud totem embroidered with fine needlework on his brocade still jumped clearly. He suddenly smiled, some A touch of sadness, "Yeah, I haven't been worried for a long time!"

The teenager peeped at the look of Yuzishu, glanced at the direction of Rongjing's departure, and asked tentatively, "That woman is Miss Qingyue in Yunwang Mansion?"

"Yes!" Yu Zishu's expression was still a little trance.

"It seems that the rumors are indeed true, Jing Shizi of the Rongwang Mansion and Miss Qingyue of the Yunwang Mansion are in love with each other."

Yuzishu was silent, because his face flickered, and even the warm eyes and the whole person seemed to flicker with it.

"Prince, you..." The man looked at Yuzishu, and it seemed that as soon as a gust of wind blew, he floated away. He wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask. He felt wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. Opened and closed again.

"The color sleeves are diligently holding the jade clock, but they were drunk and red. They danced in the heart of the Yangliulu, and the song made the peach blossom fan wind. After saying goodbye, they met each other, and the soul dreams were the same as the king. Yin Zhizhao left tonight It is a dream to meet each other." Yu Zishu suddenly murmured.

When the man was startled, he stared at Yuzishu.

The last word of the last word of the Yuzi book is barely heard. The cool wind of the night blew on his coat, a few strands of green silk were blown down the forehead, and fluttered gently. He suddenly sighed softly and put away the erratic look: "Go!"

The man followed Yu Zishu and moved forward. After two steps, he couldn't help but whispered and asked, "Prince, are you because of...Miss Asuna of the Cloud King's Mansion..."

"Yangtang!" Yu Zishu shouted the man's name.

When the man woke up, he quickly shut his mouth.

Yuzishu continued to move forward, as he always did, with warmth and warmth, but it was a little different.

Although Linglian and Yixue were reminded by Yuzishu, they stood on the shore with their heads hanging down until he left. The two men raised their heads and looked at each other, letting out a sigh of relief.

Ling Liandao said: "It is indeed a jade prince respected by the elders. His aura is the same as that of Jing Shizi."

Yixue said: "Yes! Jing Shizi feels similar to that of Prince Jade. They all look so close, but they are not easy to get close to."

The two fell into disappointment, and both sighed for a moment, seeing that there was no one here, tapping on their toes and following the direction of Rong Jing's departure. The two figures were hidden in the night.

After meeting Yuzishu, Rongjing has been holding Yun Qianyue forward, not talking, not looking at her again, Yuyan can't see emotions, his eyes are so warm and cold, I don't know what to think Something.

Yun Qianyue was still buried in Rong Jing’s arms, his body was soft and his breath was light and shallow, his hands kept touching the fine cloud pattern of his brocade, his eyes closed, his long eyelashes occasionally The breeze twitched slightly, and the look on her face was light.

The journey was not too long, but it was not too short, it was very quiet, and I could only hear shallow footsteps.

Rong Jing came to a courtyard gate with Yun Qianyue. Yun Qianyue heard an old man shouting respectfully, "Son!"

"Hmm!" Rong Jing answered, holding Yun Qianyue and walked in.

"Can you raise your head?" Yun Qianyue asked sullenly.

Rong Jing stepped in, and then looked down at Yun Qianyue. When she saw her head buried all the time, her eyes flickered and said: "Today is obedient!"

"I've always been obedient? When was it disobedient?" Yun Qingyue raised his head and gave Rong Jing a blank look.

"It would be nice if I kept being obedient like this in the future!" Rong Jing no longer looked at her and hugged her forward.

Yun Qiangyue only saw him take her to a courtyard. The courtyard was not big, but it was very clean. The courtyard was paved with blue stone slabs. There were no flowers and grass. There were a few begonia trees and the trees were small. Red pink flower buds. It seemed to be contaminated with the moisture in the air, and she always felt a special tenderness. She asked Rong Jing, "Is this Begonia?"

"Well!" Rong Jing responded.

"Heavy rain did not destroy it?" Yun Qianyue asked again.

"Wei housekeeper covered it with something before the heavy rain," Rong Jing explained.

Yun Qingyue nodded, thinking that such a delicate flower of Begonia can't stand any wind and rain, and Begonia itself is a delicate flower. It is already August now, and the begonias will open in September. It is not surprising to see such a tangy begonia. She looked away and looked at the courtyard. I saw a drainage ditch, which is why the yard was not flooded.

Arriving at the door of a main house, Rong Jing picked up the bead curtain and took Yun Qianyue into the room.

The room was also clean and tidy, with clear windows. The furnishings are also very delicate, but naturally it is not comparable to the Zizhuyuan of the Rongwang Mansion.

Rong Jing placed Yun Qiangyue on the soft couch. Yun Qianyue stretched out his arm and asked gently, "Are you tired?"

"You are very light!" Rong Jing said.

"I'm talking about flood control?" Yun Qianyue asked.

Rong Jing glanced at her, searching for a moment on her face, and suddenly whispered: "How do you want me to say? I have to say that I am very tired but I can do more tired things after seeing you!"

Yun Qianyue blushed, and threw a hand to beat him, laughing and scolding: "No shame!"

Rong Jing was sitting still, letting her thump, and her men's strength was not heavy. He only felt a shock in his chest, staring at her face, but there was no smile on his face, and he stared so deeply.

Yun Qianyue met his eyes and was involuntarily attracted by the look in his eyes.

Rong Jing suddenly lowered his head, inch by inch, near Yun Qiangyue. Yun Qianyue couldn't avoid it, and let his lips steadily and firmly cover her lips. The kiss on the surface of the water was not enough to express your thoughts, but now the thoughts are like a vigorous fire, which is almost instantaneous and burning.