Zhu Chuo withdrew his hand bitterly. But after being kissed like this, she honestly stopped provoking.
Han Yunrong put the slingshot back into Zhu Chuo's hand, after a moment of silence, he said slowly, "Princess, that minister will take his leave first."
Zhu Chuo was still trembling with her back against the rockery. She held the slingshot and looked down at the toes of her shoes. After a while, drops of water dropped from the girl's eyes to the ground. Very restrained, without a sound, it is hard to believe that it is the lively and willful Zhu Chuo who is crying.
So unexpectedly, she was embraced into the man's arms again, and Han Yunrong let out a low sigh above her head.
"Go away—" Zhu Chuo was frightened by the sudden appearance of the other party, and hurriedly wiped his tears with the back of his hand.
Han Yunrong didn't speak, just took out a handkerchief to wipe away the wet marks from the corners of Zhu Chuo's eyes. Zhu Chuo didn't expect Han Yunrong to act so tenderly towards her, thinking that he was dreaming, and this embrace was firm and warm, so she was not willing to push him.
Han Yunrong put away his handkerchief, a man who is usually firm, he was a little confused and said: "Princess, you are like this, so I don't know what to do."
Zhu Yi let out a muffled voice: "What about you, just go!"
Naturally, Han Yunrong couldn't really leave. He looked at Zhu Chuo, even a slingshot that he was playing casually was decorated with tourmaline beads. This is a girl who grew up in a honey pot. She doesn't have to worry about anything, she just needs to be responsible for enjoying.
These are not the key points, even if Zhu Chuo does not have the princess salary, he can afford her now, but he is not sure how long Zhu Chuo's enthusiasm for him can last.
He knew that Zhu Chuo liked a certain so-called "beautiful man" with similar eyebrows and eyes. He had liked Yin Mushen, a young general of the Yin family, and He Heng, a top scholar in the same discipline as him. She was only young, but he was no more than what she saw on the third man. Han Yunrong found that he could no longer think about it, his teeth were inexplicably sour...
Han Yunrong then asked: "Princess, how much do you know about my minister?"
Zhu Chuo finally raised his eyes and looked at the other party.
Dali Temple is in charge of serious criminal and prison cases, and Han Yunrong himself is a calm person, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes that imply fearfulness. Even if he doesn't know how capable this person is, he only looks at Han Yunrong's temperament and the black official robe he wears. A figure whose back is always straight when walking will feel that the important officials of Dali Temple should look like this.
This kind of man should not please women. But it happened that Zhu Chuo saw him for the first time, and when he glanced at him, he felt that he was different from anyone else. As for understanding, in fact, all she knew was that his writing was excellent, his talent was extraordinary, he was highly valued by his father, and his future was bound to be great.
Seeing that Zhu Chuo didn't speak, Han Yunrong continued: "Princess, have you considered what kind of relationship you want to have with me? Do you want to meet with me occasionally in private and let me be your shameful face, or do you think it's better to marry me?" Is it possible for Yu Chen too?"
Zhu Chuo looked at Han Yunrong in a daze, and heard him say again: "Princess should think about it after she goes back. As for my marriage, I can go back."
what did he say? He is willing to retire? Zhu Chuo really felt like he was dreaming now. "Really? Can you not marry Song Qianqian?"
"Hmm." Han Yunrong felt that he might be crazy, and broke the principle for Zhu Chuo again and again. Although his marriage contract with Song Qianqian already had inside information.
Han Yunrong has always been a person who can clearly examine his own heart and situation. He knows very well that if the first time he kissed Zhu Chuo could be attributed to drunken disorder, then today, it was just that he couldn't help himself and couldn't restrain himself. . He really likes this girl.
But, after liking her, will the emperor give her a marriage? Won't. Zhu Chuo only acted according to his preferences, but he didn't think about the most critical issues.
Unlike Xie Ying, he can retreat to Weizhou. He didn't get any inheritance from his father's generation, but relied on his accumulation of ten years of hard work, with only his talent and skills, leaving this court, he is nothing. If the emperor doesn't grant the marriage, then he can't take Zhu Chuo away, and he doesn't know where he can take Zhu Chuo.
More importantly, he now has a younger sister. Zhu Chuo has a mother, brother, and queen mother, but Zhu Yi only has him. Outsiders like Xie Ying don't count. For the time being, Han Yunrong doesn't believe any of these men who covet Zhu Yi's beauty.
However, since Zhu Chuo didn't want him to get married, then he just didn't want to get married, and it didn't make much difference to him anyway. Even if it is only in exchange for a possibility with Zhu Chuo, he is willing to do so. Han Yunrong didn't say much, just said: "Okay, I've been out for too long, it's time to go back to the banquet. The princess should go back too."
Zhu Chuo nodded.
Before Han Yunrong took a few steps, a pair of soft arms suddenly hugged his waist from behind. Zhu Chuo, who had received the promise of retiring from the other party, rubbed his head lightly on his vest. You are shameless, I just want to be your... wife, I can control you in a fair and honest way, so that you will always know how powerful I am!"
Han Yunrong laughed suddenly, he thought, for Zhu Chuo who could make him laugh again and again, it was worth it anyway, so he turned around and said: "Princess, don't worry, I already knew how powerful you are, and now my body still hurts everywhere. "
Remembering how hard he hit him with the slingshot earlier, Zhu Chuo finally felt a little embarrassed: "Does it hurt?"
The man said: "It hurts. But it's okay, I will ask the princess to get it back in the future." After speaking, he touched her head with a smile, and left without saying anything, leaving Zhu Chuo alone in a daze.
When Zhu Chuo went back to find Zhu Yi, the other party had already returned to the Guancheng Building, and many other noble ladies also returned to the building. It turned out that someone from the Queen's side came and said that Zhen Xi would perform dances at the banquet. After all, she was a girl she knew, so everyone took a closer look.
Zhen Xi is dancing the birthday dance at the banquet, pretending to be Magu, the goddess of longevity, holding a glazed ganoderma in her slender hands, planning to present her birthday in Yaochi. She has changed her dance skirt, her willow waist is light, and her steps are lingering. To the sound of the birthday song, her snow sleeves are like clouds, she turns gracefully, and the five-color skirt is flying like clouds. Majestic, but at the same time showing her proud and exquisite figure at a glance.
Suddenly there was a voice from the Guancheng Tower: "Your Majesty is also looking at Zhen Xi."
Another woman said: "Yes, but it also makes sense. Sister Zhen dances like a different person... It's so beautiful, everyone will want to appreciate it."
All of a sudden, the little girls' thoughts turned darkly, Zhu Yi stared at Xie Ying from afar, the fire in his eyes almost wanted to burn a hole in him.
At the end of the song, Zhen Xi happened to present the Ganoderma lucidum to the imperial case and dedicated it to the emperor. The emperor already liked singing and dancing, so he was satisfied and said hello again and again. Hearing that she is Zhen Xian'an's daughter, he even shouted for rewards.
Not long after Zhen Xi left the stage, an eunuch came to Xie Ying's side, saying that the empress had invited her son. Xie Ying made excuses to push it away, and he didn't stand up until the queen ordered someone to invite him a third time. Xie Shao looked at Xie Ying's back and frowned slightly.
Xie Ying arrived at the Nuan Pavilion of Ziyang Palace summoned by the empress, but he did not see the empress or anyone else, only Zhen Xi was waiting for him. Xie Ying was not surprised at all, and sat down on a chair beside her in a calm manner.
Seeing that Xie Ying chose to sit down instead of turning around and leaving, Zhen Xi smiled joyfully. She came to him with tea and said softly, "Your Majesty."
Xie Ying glanced past Zhen Xi slightly, the other party had changed her dance clothes, and under the tight cloak was exposed a seductive and flimsy skirt, as well as snow-white ankles, it can be seen that if the other party unbuttoned the cloak, what kind of beauty would appear scene. This girl is also ambitious, otherwise she would not be picked by the queen, and she can still be so calm dressed like this.
Xie Ying was distracted, thinking to herself, in the future, I will show the princess some clothes like this? He took out a pill and put it on the table: "Take it, so as not to feel uncomfortable later."
Zhen Xi was puzzled, Xie Ying said: "I'll just say it straight. Miss Zhen, if you follow me, you will be a widow for the rest of your life."
Zhen Xi's smile froze suddenly, and Xie Ying said again: "I will show Miss Zhen another way of light. When the girl performed the dance, did you see the way the emperor looked at you?" It was a man who was extremely grateful for a woman. Interested eyes.
Zhen Xi understood, her face turned pale.
Xie Ying said slowly: "I am just a prince's son, but that person is the current emperor. Miss Zhen should also know that Concubine Tong has no background, and she has become a noble concubine under one person only because of the emperor's love. Miss Zhen is beautiful , the emperor is the best at singing and dancing, plus I am willing to help you, the future... will be unspeakably expensive. Your aunt can also enjoy the blessing."
Zhen Xi's breath became short of breath, she was nervous and afraid, she never dreamed that Xie Ying would say so many things to her one day, but every word was to force her to make a new choice about her fate.
Zhen Xi stared blankly at Xie Ying, as long as he showed the slightest interest in her, she would win over him. But Xie Ying sat upright at the moment, his eyes were as clear as water, and he kept a distance from her that he thought was appropriate.
He said again: "Tonight I can help you to be favored. Miss Zhen's magu today is His Majesty's Christmas again, which has a very good meaning."
Zhen Xi pursed her lips and said, "Okay. But what does the prince want?" Is it just to fend off her, the woman he doesn't want? I'm afraid it's more than that simple.