N-A-A Chapter 115 Do You Like Princesses?
Chapter 115 Do You Like Princesses?
Rong Qiao hesitated, looking back every few steps.
He kept winking at his future brother-in-law, hoping that he would save him from the dire situation because of their relationship.
However, his brother-in-law only had eyes for the pair of knee pads that his sister had sewed for him. He caressed them lovingly and didn't even spare him a glance.
Rong Qiao got on the carriage with a dead heart.
Fortunately, Rong Heqing didn't hit him with something right away. Before leaving, she lifted the car curtain and shouted to Qin Yunxian: "By the way, I forgot to tell you before--"
Qin Yunxian raised his head and looked at her puzzledly.
But Rong Heqing smiled brightly, and her jade-like delicate face glowed with a soft luster under the light, so beautiful that people could not take their eyes away.
She said loudly: "Qin Yunxian, Happy New Year!"
Qin Yunxian was startled for a moment, then the corners of his lips rose uncontrollably, "Let's have fun together."
Rong Heqing lowered the curtain with satisfaction and said, "Let's go."
Chu Suifeng pulled the reins and said, "Gee—"
The horse galloped into the night, and the carriage gradually went away until it disappeared at the end of the long street.
Guan Zhen watched from afar, and after the carriage had left, he stepped forward and said, "The princess still cares about the prince. Knowing that the prince's legs are not good, she even made a pair of knee pads, but..."
Knowing what he was going to say, Qin Yunxian interrupted him in advance, "No, but I like it very much. Let's go."
Guan Zhen curled his lips.
Huh, man.
He had no doubt that even if the princess just gave him a handkerchief, he would be happy for a long time.
He pushed Qin Yunxian back, and after helping him get on the carriage, he couldn't help but ask, "Does the prince really like the princess?"
Qin Yun paused for a moment, then suddenly looked up at him.
He stroked his fingers over the soft fur on the knee pads and hesitated to speak.
Guan Zhen was just asking casually. Seeing that he had no intention of answering, he realized that he had said something wrong, so he quickly slapped his mouth and said, "I have overstepped my bounds. Please do not blame me, Your Majesty."
Qin Yunxian hummed and lowered his eyes.
Guan Zhen was unsure of what he meant, so he simply lowered the curtains and drove back home.
The view suddenly darkened. Qin Yunxian did not turn on the light. He just sat in the dark, listening to the rumbling sound of the carriage wheels rolling over the ground and the clatter of horse hooves, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.
He wasn't angry, nor did he feel offended, but he just didn't know how to respond at that moment.
If someone had asked him this question before tonight, he would have said no without hesitation, but the touch of his fingertips was warm and soft, and he couldn't let go. He suddenly couldn't say anything, and all he could think of was the person's curved eyes when he smiled.
But isn’t this another answer?
Qin Yunxian brushed his fingertips across the rough-stitched cat and couldn't help laughing. He murmured, "It doesn't look like it at all."
*
After the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the Chinese New Year is completely over. The excitement fades away and Yundu returns to its former tranquility.
The Imperial Astronomical Observatory calculated an auspicious day, and Prince Duan personally decided on March 29th. After presenting it to the emperor, the emperor thought it was good and nodded in approval.
So the Ministry of Clan Affairs and the Ministry of Rites became busy.
The prince's marriage is a major event and the first happy event of the new year, so the court attaches great importance to it.
According to the order of the process, the three books and six ceremonies are all essential, and each step must be carried out with extreme caution.
Originally, Rong Heqing didn't feel anything about getting married. It might be that they still retained the modern thinking in their subconscious, and felt that marriage was a big deal, but not that big of a deal.
But since people from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Clan Affairs came to her house every few days to ask her all sorts of questions, she was also affected and became nervous belatedly.
Not only was she anxious about her marriage, she was also overwhelmed by her new tasks.
She first tried to ask Chu Suifeng to go out and ask around, but after asking around he couldn't find any girl named "Li Chenyu" in Yundu.
In desperation, she had to ask Pojun for help. At the same time, she also wanted to expand her manpower and build her own intelligence network.
But building an intelligence network is easier said than done. To do it is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also requires huge financial support. She is now unable to do so, so this plan can only be put on hold temporarily.
Fortunately, once the golden bell is hung, Po Jun will surely arrive.
Rong Heqing didn't know whether he realized that being available whenever he was called was actually very suspicious, but she didn't intend to remind him.
She was secretly looking forward to the day when he would be exposed; his reaction would surely be very interesting.
*
That night, Rongheqing sat on the couch as usual, set up a chess board, and played against himself.
There were two cups of hot tea, a box of snacks and some fresh fruits on the low table.
The weather had just warmed up and it was cold at night, so the charcoal brazier was still placed in the house.
Rong Heqing felt a little hot because of the roasting. She only wore a thin wide-sleeved shirt and her hair was half tied behind her. She looked lazy and refreshed.
This time Pojun finally learned how to go through the door.
He pushed the door open and walked in, just in time to see the lamp flowers falling and the beauty smiling with her chin in her hand.
He paused, his eyes darkening.
It seems like she never has any defenses against him?
Hearing the footsteps, Rong Heqing raised his head and saw that the person coming was Pojun. He immediately threw the chess piece in his hand back, smiled and waved, saying, "Come, sit down."
Pojun walked silently to the couch, sat down beside it, and glanced at the chessboard.
However, the scene he had imagined of the black and white pieces fighting each other did not appear. Instead, they were arranged into a Tai Chi pattern.
Breaking the military:"……"
Unexpected, yet reasonable.
Everything the person in front of me does seems normal.
He could never see through her.
But he couldn't help asking, "What is this doing?"
"Waiting for you." Rong Heqing said calmly, "I was bored, so I looked for something to do, and then I put it together and it turned out like this. It looks pretty similar, right?"
Pojun nodded.
Rong Heqing looked at his taciturn and docile appearance, and a cunning light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
She sighed deliberately and said sarcastically, "You have much better vision than some people."
Pojun raised his eyebrows under the mask, "Who are those certain people?"
"It's just some people." Rong He said quietly, "I personally found an embroidery lady to learn embroidery and made a pair of knee pads for someone. But that person not only didn't appreciate it, but also said that the cat I embroidered was a pig."
As she was talking, she suddenly became angry and said angrily, "How are pigs and cats alike? How can you mistake a cat for a pig? Do you think he deserves a beating?"
Breaking the military:"……"
Rong Heqing looked at him relentlessly, "Pojun, say something."
Breaking the military:"……"
What could he say?
He was silent for a while, then said stiffly, "He really deserves a beating."
"Yeah, you think so too? Anyway, there won't be a next time. Even if I embroider something, I will never give it to him. He has no aesthetic sense at all."
Pojun's hands on his knees couldn't help but curl up. His face was hot and he felt that he could still be rescued.
He said tentatively: "The other party may not have any bad intentions, he just said it casually, in fact, he really likes the gift you gave him."
"Really?" Rong Heqing looked at him suspiciously, "You are not him, how do you know whether he likes it or not? What if he doesn't like it?"