Dongfang Jing twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, bit her lower lip and said, "No... no need. I just asked casually, it's not someone important."
"Okay." Zongzheng Fusu responded, and looked away, unwilling to look at the scars all over her body. He was afraid that he would be uncontrollably jealous and lose control in front of this girl! His love was stolen from Murong Qianjue, so he had to be careful with it, otherwise it might be ruined completely.
Dongfang Jing stood up, casually put on a robe, and then took the clothes from the screen, to put them on for Zongzheng Fusu.
Zongzheng Fusu stared at the dark red robe for a long time, his brows could not help but knit into a ball. Since when did Murong Qianjue change his temper, and actually like this kind of seductiveness with a little dark color? In the past, wasn't he dressed in white, looking like the breeze and the moon
"What's the matter? Fourth brother, is there something wrong with this dress?" Dongfang Jing frowned slightly, "Yesterday, when you came back, you were wearing this dress."
"No...it's nothing." Zongzheng Fusu frowned, holding back, and let her fiddle with her, and got dressed.
Dongfang Jing watched him the whole time and squeezed her fingers tightly. Could it be that he really doesn't like it? So, the different personalities hidden in his body not only have different tempers, but also different preferences
After Dongfang Jing fastened his belt for Zongzheng Fusu, he turned around in a hurry and said, "Fourth brother has only been on leave for a few days, and he should go to court early this morning, so I can't accompany you well. Third sister has been very tired recently, Why don't you sleep a little longer!"
"Okay." Dongfang Jing nodded and smiled, watching him go out.
When Zongzheng Fusu's back disappeared into the depths of the backyard, Dongfang Jing sat slumped on the bed as if all her strength had been exhausted!
There are different personalities hidden in Wuyou's body, but his main personality doesn't know it! Dongfang Jing got hemp rope in her head, is she going to tell him? If he knew that she was taken over by another personality, would he go crazy...would he be replaced by that terrifying Xuanyuan Longting again? !
Dongfang Jing found herself in a dead end, and the happiness she had hoped for was broken in an instant!
"Master, can slaves go in?" Dongmei came to knock on the door early, remembering the prince's angry voice last night, her legs trembled. Before entering the door, she'd better ask first, so as not to run into something she shouldn't have seen again!
"Come in." Dongfang Jing murmured.
Dongmei brought in the tray at the door, bit her lower lip and said, "Master, last night... last night you forgot to bring in this strong tea. It's already cold, this servant will help you warm it up in the kitchen."
"No need." Dongfang Jing only felt parched, and urgently needed something to drink to relieve the fire, so she lifted the teapot in front of her, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp! The bitter taste spread between her lips and teeth, but she didn't notice it. The cold liquid flowed down her throat, and her throbbing heart slowed down slightly.
"Dongmei, the prince went to the front hall for dinner, and when you go out later, you can send something to the palace." Dongfang Jing called Dongmei forward, and whispered instructions in her ear.
Dongmei nodded again and again, "Yes."
Prince Gong's Mansion, front hall.
There was a table full of food, but Zongzheng Fusu held his chopsticks dryly, his arms were frozen, and he couldn't even drink a sip of porridge.