Rong Xian couldn't help laughing at Ling Juncong's serious appearance. It was the first time she had seen someone do it with such an upright and magnanimous manner.
I thought so, but Rong Xian didn't plan to destroy Ling Juncong's impression of 'Doctor Rong' now. This person is not easy to deal with, and even she couldn't help but be afraid of his luck.
"Your Majesty." Rong Xian called softly.
She wasn't even annoyed by what made Juncong's words, she was like the gentle breeze in the mountains, elegant and calm, but it gave you the feeling that you couldn't catch it.
"I have practiced medicine for more than ten years, and I have seen countless idiots and haters." Rong Xian seemed to be thinking of the old days, with a soft and warm smile on her lips: "There are moving and moving, and there are regrettable misses, and more Sorrow of suffering."
When she said this, her expression became serious: "You are always surrounded by all kinds of beauties, there are powerful and domineering city lords, there are tender green plums, there are maids who are simply attached, and there are enchanting witches."
Seeing what Ling Juncong was about to say, Rong Xian interrupted him directly and said softly, "Look, they are all around you, you can't deny that they love you, right?"
Ling Jun never spoke, he really couldn't deny that those women liked him, no doubt about it.
At this time, he heard Rong Xian's unique and clear voice that can bring peace to the soul slowly sounded: "But Jun Cong, love is not unscrupulous, if you can't give the same thing, this love will change with time. A little bit of wear and tear."
"They gave you all their love, but you divided your love into several equal parts for them. Have you ever thought that this is unfair?" Rong Xian's tone was enticing, full of bewitching.
Ling Juncong felt dazed like never before, his mind seemed to be blinded by a force, and he muttered to himself: "But they all love me, I can't bear to reject any of them, and I love them too."
After a pause, he seemed to come back to his senses, and there seemed to be displeasure between his eyebrows: "Isn't it normal for men in this world to have three wives and four concubines? Rong Xian, do you mind?"
Rong Xian shook her head, still as elegant as water and warm as light, but the words she said were very indifferent: "Why should I mind? This is everyone's own choice, isn't it? When love is in the future time It's time for them to pay for what they choose."
"Xiaoxian." Ling Jun raised his voice suddenly and asked with a faint question: "Are you accusing me of saying so much?"
Rong Xian said truthfully: "Jun Cong, I'm not blaming you, and I don't have any position to blame you. I'm just expressing my feelings, which is the answer to telling you that I love me."
She smiled lowly, and said with a penetrating understanding of the world: "Although I don't agree with your approach to feelings, I am still grateful for your liking for me. I am honored."
She pondered and seemed to give Ling Juncong time to react, and then continued: "I prefer to treat illnesses and save people's lives, rather than obsessed feelings."
Rong Xian saw Ling Juncong's wide-eyed unbelievable appearance, and the sympathetic curvature of the corner of his mouth was like the sculpture of a Bodhisattva in a temple, as if it had not changed at all: "There are so many sufferings in this world, and all living beings are suffering, why should we Putting your time before your children's personal affairs?"
"But, but I'm suffering too." Ling Jun's head was a little confused, "Why don't you save me, if you stay with me, I won't suffer any more."
Rong Xian sighed, merciful and tolerant, she said in a similar manner: "Since Jun Cong has suffered and understands the taste of it, you should know that pain always makes people anxious and sad."
Seeing Ling Juncong nodding in agreement, Yan Tuixian cleared her throat, and sighed with pretense: "So, why does Jun never help more people and let them get rid of this pain, but instead is immersed in the love of children. , let this pain spread, and watch all living beings struggle? How can Jun Cong be so cruel?"
Ling Juncong was stunned, and some couldn't respond: "But I don't know how to heal."
When Rong Xian heard this, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, her voice full of temptation, like a demon tempting people to fall: "But you are strong and strong, you can hoe the strong and help the weak. You have a lot of wealth, and you can distribute porridge and clothes. Physically strong, you can build houses and pave roads. Talented, you can teach and educate people.”
After being praised like this, Ling Jun suddenly felt that he could do a lot of things, but he always felt that something was wrong.
"Jun Cong, do you think I said something wrong?" Seeing to see through Ling Juncong's thoughts, Rong Xian bent her phoenix eyes, her voice was an indescribable sensibility.
Ling Juncong's eyebrows were full of confusion and confusion, and he subconsciously shook his head and said, "No, what you said makes sense."
Rong Yu couldn't help laughing, he watched his master talking nonsense in a serious manner, and then turned the topic of Ling Juncong all the way to the horizon.
Ye Wenchun couldn't help moving his fingertips, and set up a soundproof barrier, and said to Su Xuan with a tangled face: "Master Su, do you think your Highness is a bit like that guy from the Zhao family who is trying to figure out people's hearts?"
Su Xuan's eyes moved, and compared the two together, he couldn't help but said, "Like."
If they are willing, words are the most terrifying weapon, it can change a person's choice and can also change a person's life.
A word can make a person a saint who is indifferent to fame and fortune, or it can make a person a villain who works hard.
Of course, it's not that His Highness and that person have some kind of mysterious magic, but their power that can read people's hearts makes people hard to guard against, and they always stab someone's weakness silently.
"I'm no longer worried that His Highness will be fooled by the courtiers." Marven Ye said with emotion.
Su Xuan nodded and thought of the emperor who was sitting high in the palace tower. The star-like eyes of winter sparse stars also had the depth of seeing through everything, and his eyes involuntarily fell on His Highness.
After Rong Xian got Ling Juncong's approval, her voice was clear and filled with joy, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth when she spoke: "I knew that Juncong must be a kind gentleman, and I didn't see the wrong person."
Ling Juncong replied dumbly: "You've won the prize, what you said makes sense, of course I will agree."
Rong Xian's clear phoenix eyes fixedly looked at him, and she asked in a cheerful voice, "Is it important that you come here to find me?"
Ling Jun subconsciously said: "Yes, I originally wanted to determine whether you are really alive."
"What about now?" Rong Xian asked with a smile.
Ling Jun suddenly came to his senses, luck had an effect, and the power of bewitching had failed.
Rong Xian: It is a good thing to have confidence, but (▽)
(End of this chapter)