Rong Zhao was startled and looked at him in surprise, "How did you know?"
However, she was already admitting it in disguise. Liang Ci's face became more and more ugly, and his eyes were faintly red.
He unconsciously exerted force on his hand, and quickly let go when he heard Rong Zhao's low inhalation.
"Just because of this, it's not enough for you to go crazy to my princess's house in broad daylight, so you dare to come here at night?"
After Rong Zhao finished speaking, he laughed angrily and kicked him in the heart, "Liang Ci, are you a fool?"
Liang Ci accepted the blow in a muffled voice, his eyes falling on her fair and shiny ankles with dark eyes.
Rong Zhao pulled back his feet, held his head with one hand and said helplessly: "Where did I get my sweetheart?"
"Lu Xingyue, isn't it?"
Liang Ci lowered his eyes and didn't look at her.
"That was how long ago. Besides, just listen to my words. I was quite optimistic about him at the time, but not just because of him, but because of the Rongguo Palace standing behind him. But Later I found out that he was not at the mercy of others, so I let it go.”
After Rong Zhao finished speaking, she was a little embarrassed, saying what she was talking about, as if she was rushing to explain.
She lowered her eyes and looked at Liang Ci, who was motionless, "Get up."
Liang Ci remained motionless.
Rong Zhao frowned, "Liang Ci!"
Liang Ci was silent for a long time, and then he snorted, as if he was suppressing some pain.
"You..." Rong Zhao was just about to ask him what was wrong, but suddenly remembered something. She knew that Liang Ci was back. It seemed that he had returned to the capital to recuperate due to injury.
Due to injury...
Rong Zhao felt a thump in his heart.
"Liang Ci, get up. Did I kick your wound just now?"
She leaned over to pull Liang Ci, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was grabbed by someone, and then her whole body was pulled over.
"Liang Ci!" Rong Zhao was startled, realized that he had been fooled, and immediately started struggling.
However, Liang Ci's arms were so tight and strong that they were like two iron pincers when holding her.
"I'm here." His deep and mellow voice sounded in Rong Zhao's ears, and the next moment he directly stopped him and picked him up.
Rong Zhao was stunned. He didn't react for a moment and just lay on his shoulder in a daze.
When she came to her senses and wanted to scold him, Liang Ci placed her firmly on the bed.
Rong Zhao: "..."
He wanted to scold but stopped.
She was rolled up by Liang Ci and could only look up at him.
From this angle, Liang Ci is really tall, like a hill, but not as strong as a bear. His figure is strong but not exaggerated. His shoulders are just wide, which makes him look strong.
The two looked at each other in silence, their inexplicable feelings growing silently.
After a long time, Liang Ci lifted up his robe and placed it beside the bed, kneeling down on one knee. He took one of Rong Zhao's hands and kissed it gently, staying there for a long time.
Rong Zhao looked at his lowered eyebrows, suddenly felt astringent in his heart, and looked away silently.
"Liang Ci, it's time for you to go back."
Liang Ci laughed softly, sounding inexplicably bitter.
"I am going crazy with jealousy."
So as soon as he came back, he desperately wanted to leave a mark on her body, not daring to blaspheme her. He had nowhere to vent his violent and jealous emotions. His blood surged up, and he was momentarily dizzy, so he bit her wrist.
She was in pain, and so was he, so he came even though he knew it was wrong.
Rong Zhao seemed to know what he was thinking. She was silent for a moment, and then suddenly withdrew her hand forcefully. Liang Ci looked at her blankly.
She turned back, her eyes had returned to their initial calmness, she looked at Liang Ci, and said clearly in a clear voice: "Liang Ci, you should have known that it was impossible for us."
Liang Ci's face instantly darkened. He pursed his lips, making him look more fierce. But Rong Zhao was not afraid. She even smiled and said, "Step back, I'm tired."
It was another long confrontation. Liang Ci did not refute. He nodded, stood up and put down the bed curtain for her. He paused when he turned around. The tall figure looked a little lonely under the candlelight.
Rong Zhao couldn't help but close her eyes. She felt that the candlelight tonight was too bright.
Just when she thought Liang Ci had left, he suddenly whispered: "Your wrist won't heal in one day, I'll come back tomorrow."
Rong Zhao opened his eyes suddenly, but he only saw Liang Ci's leaving figure.
"Liang Ci!"
Liang Ci didn't respond, there was a sound from the rear window, and silence returned.
Rong Zhao gritted his teeth and punched the bed with hatred, "This stubborn donkey..."
She definitely wouldn't be able to sleep that night.
*
Tossing and turning here, at a loss there.
Lu Xingyue stayed in the bathroom for a full hour without leaving.
Outside the bedroom, Chun was lying at the door, listening carefully to what was going on inside. He shook his head in disappointment for a while and muttered, "Why is there still no sound?"
Shang Xia was helpless: "What else can there be? What are you thinking about?"
"Where are you thinking? I don't want to listen to the wall." Guan Chun curled his lips, "Don't you think something is wrong with the madam and the young master? When we came back, we went our separate ways. No one talked to the other all afternoon, and it's the same now, okay? It’s easy to be in the same room, but there’s still no sound, so I’m worried about them quarreling.”
Shang Xia glanced at Mu Lang, who was standing in the corner like a statue, and sighed, "If there's a quarrel, there's nothing to worry about."
"Ah?" Guan Chun was puzzled, "Is the quarrel a good thing?"
"When a couple quarrels at the end of the bed, just talk about it. I'm afraid you won't say it, and I won't say it either. Both of them are boring, so how can we live together?"
"It seems so..." Guan Chun touched his chin and became even more worried, "But when I look at the young master, he is just a boring gourd."
Mulan: "..."
Can't you two say this behind others' backs?
He turned his back in embarrassment, pretending he didn't exist.
But what they said is right. The young master is quite boring. If he never opens his mouth...
Mulang sighed, what should I do?
Lu Xingyue was also thinking about what to do. He had already washed and rubbed his hair. Now that his hair was completely dry, he still didn't know how to speak.
He clutched his handkerchief and sat on the couch in a daze.
But procrastination is not the solution to the problem. He turned and looked out the window. The night was already dark, as thick as ink. If he didn't go out, Shen Lansui would be asleep.
Finally, he put down his handkerchief and put on his cloak and went out.
Half of the lights in the room were turned off, and the light was much dimmer than in the bathroom. After Lu Xing got used to it, he slowly walked to the bed.
A small red bag bulged out from the large carved bed. They were newly married and still used a red brocade quilt.
At this time, the brocade quilt was tightly covered, only a little bit of the top of the black hair was exposed.
Shen Lansui turned her back to him and gathered herself together.
Lu Xingyue hesitated again. He stood three steps away and called softly, "Lansui?"
Shen Lansui didn't respond, but quietly opened her eyes and carefully pulled the quilt down to expose her nose.
She wanted to hear what this boring gourd had to say.
However, Lu Xingyue yelled and nothing happened.
Shen Lansui: "???"
No, are you fishing here?
Today we have three rounds! Don't worry about it, everyone, let's strive for PK clearance!
(End of chapter)
