The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yun Qingyue felt that her lungs were going to explode at this moment. She turned her head and looked at Rong Jing calmly, "I can use these sharp claws to scratch you, do you believe it?"

"Oh? Then try it!" Rong Jing's tone suddenly understated.

"Let's go! Let's go now! I don't think you're back!" Yun Qingyue suddenly let go of her hand, slammed Rong Jing abruptly, turned and strode toward the house. She walked too hurriedly, her footsteps staggered, and stepped on the ground in the courtyard. The ground creaked, showing that she was already anxious and angry.

Rong Jing did not hold Yun Qianyue, but watched her enter the house.

The door was slammed shut from the inside with great strength and loud noise, and the swallows on the eave were scared out of the warm nest and flew up to the roof, the door frame trembling violently.

Rong Jing withdrew his gaze, glanced at the swallow, and suddenly tapped on his toes, and left Qianyue Pavilion.

Yun Qianyue suddenly opened the door, looked at the direction Rong Jing left, opened his mouth, and finally turned into hateful anger, "I let you go, you go, you... you have the ability, don't go again. come back!"

The figure of Rongjing Crescent White Jinpao left too fast, but the instant matter disappeared without a trace. There was only a slight wind blowing in the air, and it was difficult to distinguish whether it was the wind he took away. Naturally, there was no voice, and it was impossible to tell whether he had heard Yun Qianyue's words.

Yun Qianyue's tears suddenly flowed out like this, one drop or two, and finally countless drops fell.

"Little...Miss?" Ling Lian and Yi Xue originally hid in the house. At this time, they saw Rong Jing and Yun Qiangyue were so serious that they ran out of the house in a panic. Seeing Yun Qingyue standing at the door crying, they immediately stepped forward distressedly.

"Asshole! Big asshole!" Yun Qingyue stomped angrily on the threshold, tears like a broken pearl.

Where Ling Lian and Yi Xue had seen Yun Qianyue, they were so overwhelmed, Ling Lian quickly persuaded, "Miss, Jing Shizi came back thousands of miles, just to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival with you, you..."

"He came back thousands of miles just to be unreasonable..." Yun Qianyue wiped her tears with her hand and felt like a child in grievances.

"This... both blame the slave-servant and the two are not good. The slave-servant and the two should follow the young lady into the house. They should not watch the young master without letting him be with the young lady without any malicious intention, so that Jing Shizi could be seen..." Yi Snow blamed herself.

"I didn't do anything that apologized to him? What happened to him?" Yun Qianyue was soaked in tears with one hand, and wiped with the other, only to find that the other hand was still holding Rong Jing to her. The sweet-scented osmanthus under the osmanthus tree was angry and bitter for a while, and said angrily: "Bring me a broken flower, or it was in my yard. Does he want to tell me the watery poplar? Bastard!"

"Miss, the sweet-scented osmanthus in the world represents a beautiful meaning and a symbol of good luck. Jing Shizi gave you sweet-scented osmanthus, indicating that in his heart you are beautiful, he hopes you are lucky." Ling Lian was scared. , Quickly explained.

"Fart me beautiful! He is satire me!" Yun Qingyue threw that osmanthus branch out, and said in a grudge: "Who would give a cold face and ice to give flowers to people? On behalf of beautiful? What I like is Zizhu, why didn't he give me a Zizhu?"

Yi Xue was helpless. At this moment, Yun Qingyue suddenly felt like a child, and quickly said: "Miss, Jing Shizi just came back to Beijing to see you in a hurry. He didn't return to Zizhuyuan at all. Our Qianyue Pavilion also has no Zizhu. Ah, how did he send you?"

"He wouldn't give it away! Actually folded a sweet-scented osmanthus branch to me!" Yun Qianyue said angrily: "Also said to go away! I came back thousands of miles away just to anger me, I was soft He talked to him well, but he hurt me with cold words...and now he is gone..."

"Miss, Mid-Autumn Festival is the sweet-scented osmanthus, and it is a gift from Gui Guizi, which means that Jing Shizi has spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with you!" Ling Lian looked at Yun Qingyue distressedly and persuaded: "Jing Shizi hurriedly to give you a surprise After I came back, I saw you and Lord Cang... I was also sad, and I left. Think about whether Jing Shizi left the capital again, or returned to Rongwang Mansion... hurry and get Jing Shizi back?"

"Where does love go? Where does it go?" Yun Qiangyue turned back to the room.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue glanced at each other and quickly followed.

"Let's go out! Let me be quiet." Yun Qianyue heard the footsteps behind him, did not look back, and waved to the two.

Ling Lian and Yi Xueqi stopped together and exited the door. Ling Lian saw that the sweet-scented osmanthus branch was lying in the courtyard, quickly walked over and stooped to pick it up, then walked back to the door, walked in and put the sweet-scented osmanthus on the table case, then quietly retreated.

Yun Qianyue didn't cry at this time, calmed down, sitting on the bed with her hands covering her forehead with some desolation. As far as she is concerned about so many people, she knows that Rong Jing always cares. Compared to her, he is indeed full of her, but she is not, she has many people who can be friends. Perhaps it was only a friend of Xiaoqi in that life, more like a family member, who lived too coldly, so in this life, she wanted to live warmer, others treated her well, she also went back in full, one by one In the past, relatives and friends are always there. For example, light dye at night, such as Rong Feng, like wind ember, for example... Leng Shaozhuo, who has changed her mind and wants to be her friend. She can accept it.

Rong Jing didn't take it seriously before, and never said such things to her. She also felt it didn't matter, as long as she was the one she loved. But today, the gap was opened by Cang Ting. The delicate and even thought made her irritated and let Rong Jing listen to him. Expanded his little concern infinitely.

Rong Jing has always been calm and elegant, light and lofty towards people and things, standing in the clouds. But once she met the people and things she related to her, she became very sensitive. Maybe because I love too much, I care more. In today's event, she underestimated Cang Ting's damage and ability, and he was normal to be angry.

But even standing next to her anger, wishing to slap her, is better than just go?

If she knew that Cang Ting had caused her so much trouble, she would push him out when she opened the door and saw him at first glance. Chopping it out, absolutely would not allow Rong Jing to see her fighting with him later. Where is there in the world?

For a time, her hatred for Rongjing turned to Cangting, and she hated to death. Thinking that if Cang Ting wants this effect, in order to retaliate for killing his grandfather because of her, then the goal is achieved! At least half successful.

The things in her brain kept turning, and Yun Qingyue had a headache. She no longer thought, leaning her whole body back, lying on the bed, closing her eyes, a little dizzy.

"Yue'er?" Rong Feng's voice suddenly sounded, a little light.

Yun Qiangyue heard the sound and remembered that Rong Feng was just there. Later, when she entered the house without seeing his shadow, she opened her eyes. Sure enough, she saw Rong Feng not knowing when she entered the house, and stood in front of the window, looking worriedly She, she asked feebly, "Where did you just go?"

"I just returned to the house! After I went back, I was not at ease, so I came back to see!" Rong Feng looked at Yun Qingyue's red eyes and asked clearly, "Jing Shizi is angry?"

"Ok!"

"Where is Jing Shizi now?" Rong Feng asked worriedly.

"Let's go!" Yun Qianyue's voice was a little muffled, like a nasal sound.

"How can I just leave? I'll chase him back." Rong Feng frowned and turned to walk outward.

Yun Qianyue grabbed Rong Feng and shook his head at him, "Don't go!"

Rong Feng stopped and looked at Yun Qianyue, and sighed softly, "Yue'er, that kind of situation is very normal for Jing Shizi to be angry. Did you know that I saw you and Young Master Cang when I returned from Rongwang Mansion? How many... There are three thousand hidden guards in the cloud king's palace, and there are countless hidden guards inside and outside the Qingyue Pavilion. You shouldn’t be alone in the room and be passive. So many people, as long as you shout, the young master of the Cang family can’t help you. But you..."

Yun Qianyue bit her lip without speaking, but didn't let go of Rong Feng's hand.

"In the final analysis, you are too confident, too strong, too trust your eyes, and feel that he is gentle and harmless, or that the young master of the Cang family is actually a bit like Jing Shizi, so you have less precautions against him, so that he is taken Live...Yue'er, you...hey, let me say what you are good for." Rong Feng seemed to have a headache, but couldn't help but sigh.

Yun Qingyue remembered that when she pushed the door open, she saw the man in the room, sitting gracefully, drinking tea. There is no rustiness and embarrassment to enter the room, and some are only elegant. He smiled lightly and said, "In the Cang Pavilion of Xia Cang Family." She felt good in her heart and remembered the person who was thousands of miles away, so calm and elegant. At that moment, I lost Jingzhou.

It was indeed her fault, Rong Feng was right.

Anything is afraid of thinking from another angle. If she thinks about it from the perspective of Rongjing, she is afraid that she will be so angry.

"Yue'er, let go! I'll go find him." Rong Feng withdrew his hand that Yun Qiangyue was holding.

"Don't go! Let him be quiet. The two of us never seem to have innumerable contradictions. First we pick up the big and unbearable resolution, then the second contradiction will become the biggest contradiction again. If it expands, a big thing will become a lead, unbearable, become a pustule, squeeze it out, resolve it, and then reconcile. After reconciliation, there will be third, fourth, and fifth contradictions. Waiting for us. Weekly repetition." Yun Qianyue said somewhat weakly: "Rong Feng, you are the one who changed, are you tired?"

Rong Feng looked at Yun Qingyue with a pity, "Yue'er, Jing Shizi loves you so much."

"Yeah, Rong Jing loves me so much!" Yun Qingyue sighed. "He was actually proud of himself since he was a child. That's a kind of innate arrogance. But since childhood, he has undergone great changes. Let him be in trouble for ten years. But when I want to be close to me, I can't get close to it. I endure silently for ten years, and I can't suppress myself. Now when he is free of hidden diseases, he gives me all his love. And I... I really can't reach him. One third to me."