With slender and fair fingers, Rong Xian gently opened the sleeves of his sleeves, looking at her quietly.
Yu Chu was also depressed. The plane of Made is simple, she has talked about it, this person still looks calm and unresponsive.
He seemed genuinely uninterested in her. And he even proposed marriage to someone else. She deliberately ignored him a few days ago, and she felt uncomfortable, but this man didn't respond calmly, as if he didn't care at all.
Come on, whoever cares about you is a fool.
Yu Chu puffed his cheeks depressedly, put away his folding fan and got up, "I'll go and call him back. Why were you so aggressive to him just now? You must have scared him."
She threw the fan on the table and walked towards the door. When she passed the corner of the boy's snow-colored clothes, the sleeves brushed against her, and a slender white hand grabbed her.
Rong Xian's dark eyes looked over.
Yu Chu was stared at by such beautiful and sharp eyes, but he couldn't help it for a moment, and took a step back subconsciously.
It is said that the prime minister is unfathomable, cold-blooded and ruthless.
The noble and unparalleled eldest son of the Jinghua Rong family, the young prime minister, is as cold as frost.
He slightly bent his eyes, and slowly asked: "Your Majesty wants to look at people of the right age, why don't you look at Weichen?"
"..."
Yu Chu opened his eyes wide in shock.
He gently released the hand holding her wrist, but took a step towards her calmly.
Yu Chu stepped back, but he didn't step forward.
"Look at you..." Yu Chu opened his mouth and remained silent for two seconds, not sure what he meant.
She looked outside the door and was silent for a while, "What are you doing? I can't afford to prostitute a dignified prime minister."
Rong Xian was startled slightly, then lowered his eyes and lowered his voice, "...do you treat me like a flower girl?"
Yu Chu was startled, looking at the unfathomable dark eyes of the person opposite, thinking of his noble and unparalleled status, his heart moved slightly, and he asked with a smile:
"Then, is the prime minister willing to be my flower maid?"
Rong Xian looked at her quietly for two seconds, then moved away a pair of black eyes, and lowered his eyelashes slightly.
He took two steps back before stopping quietly.
He is still the honorable Prime Minister of Guangfeng Jiyue.
"This humble minister is not... so low in price. I am guilty of disturbing His Majesty's elegance today."
He slightly raised his eyes, "Continue, Your Majesty. I will leave now. I hope Your Majesty will have a good time today."
He took a few steps back and left calmly.
The room fell silent again.
Yu Chu sighed slightly.
Talking to this person just now is almost tantamount to humiliating him. Rong Xian not only has a noble and unparalleled status, but also has a cool and indifferent personality, never emotional.
How could you bear being told that.
She also lost interest in playing, and after calling the young man over, she gave some money at random, and then went out with a folding fan, intending to go shopping elsewhere.
…
The carriage started again in front of the flower building, and the young prime minister in the carriage closed his eyes slightly.
Jinghua Rong's family was appointed as the prime minister. He never thought that one day, he would be regarded as a flower girl.
A young prime minister who is unparalleled in the court and has power over the court. This view itself is a humiliation.
He quietly turned a page of the book, his eyes stopped on the words on the page, and his thin lips slightly pursed.
The driver carefully asked: "My lord... Is it really all right for His Majesty to be here alone?"
Rong Xian closed his eyes and opened them again. The young man's dark eyes were calm, and he sighed:
"...I'm impulsive."
No matter what, people should be brought back. She is not only an emperor, but also a girl.