The soft beauty is so good at teasing, the villain prince asks for a kiss

She looked at Chen Zhining's face coldly and turned pale quickly. She said in a cold voice: "You have been with your brother and your father for many years, how could you not know what kind of character they are? Have you ever tried to persuade them? You acquiesced to them doing those things because of your own selfish desires, and you just sat back and reaped the benefits. Why are you pretending to be innocent now?"

Chen Zhining was unable to defend himself and was speechless.

She did know and thought about stopping it, but it was just a thought.

She held on to that glimmer of hope, thinking that as long as Su Yuwan and Liang Changjin divorced, she could be with Liang Changjin, so she pretended to be deaf and dumb, thinking she was innocent, and never mentioned Su Yuwan in front of Liang Changjin afterwards.

She looked at Liang Changjin, but saw that he had an indifferent expression and deep eyes, as if he had seen through everything.

Su Yuwan took a deep breath and looked away. "Everything that happened now is the retribution you deserve. Go away and don't come again. I feel sick just by looking at you."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly started coughing. Liang Changjin immediately supported her, patted her on the back, and said gently, "Don't waste your words with her. You haven't recovered yet and can't see the wind. Go back."

Su Yuwan nodded, leaned on his shoulder, and walked away with him.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaning on each other, Chen Zhining wanted to rush over like crazy, but was stopped by the guards.

"Liang Changjin, Liang Changjin, come back! You can't just abandon me like this, poof—"

She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, but Liang Changjin never looked back.

In the last moment before her consciousness faded, she looked at the sky full of leaden clouds and thought vaguely that this was indeed her retribution.

If I had known this would happen, I would have never met you.

*

"...Later, Miss Chen was taken back to the prison, and will be exiled to the bitter cold land of Northeast China tomorrow."

Wanzhu poured tea while talking to Rong Heqing about the news he had heard.

At last she sighed, "Speaking of which, although Miss Chen is pitiful, she is also really hateful. If she hadn't been so determined to marry Lord Liang, there wouldn't have been so many problems. With her body, let alone going to a bitter and cold place, it's hard to say whether she can survive the journey."

Rong Heqing picked up the celadon teacup, drank a sip of hot tea with honey, shook his head and said, "That's his own business. It has nothing to do with us."

Wan Zhu agreed, "Yes, that's right. I heard from the guards that on the day when Duke Rong was executed, Lord Liang brought Wan Niang to watch the execution."

Rong Heqing put down the teacup, "Heart disease needs heart medicine to cure it. Seeing that the enemy gets what he deserves, Yuwan's illness will get better soon."

Moreover, Liang Changjin's evil thought value also dropped to the passing line, and her mission was finally completed.

Thinking of this, she took another sip of tea and said with deep emotion, "It's not easy. It's really not easy."

"Yes, it's really not easy for them. They were a perfect couple, but their family was torn apart."

Wanzhu thought Rongheqing felt sorry for Su Yuwan and the others, so she echoed their words.

Rong Heqing smiled and didn't explain. She put down the teacup and touched her belly.

Zheliu was very perceptive and asked, "What would the princess like to eat tonight? I will ask the kitchen to prepare it right away."

When talking about this, Rong Heqing's eyes lit up.

In order to recover from her injuries, she had been eating very light meals for the past two months, and had almost forgotten what meat tasted like. Now that she was well again, she couldn't wait to order a bunch of meat dishes.

Wanzhu and Zheliu smiled at each other. Zheliu said, "I have seen that the noble ladies in Yundu all consider thinness as beauty. They don't like to eat meat, fearing that they will get fat if they eat too much meat. How come the princess doesn't care at all?"

"Am I not thin enough? In this weather, tie a rope around my waist and let Xiao Chu pull it. After taking a few steps, I can fly up and fly a kite."

Rong Heqing snorted, picked up a piece of cake, and took a big bite. "I don't want to be as thin as a bamboo pole. Besides, I just like to eat meat. If you can't even satisfy your appetite in life, what's the point of living?"

"Princess, you are right. I will ask the kitchen to prepare it right away. I guarantee you will have enough to eat tonight." Wanzhu pulled Zheliu out. Rong Heqing remembered something and said, "Ask them to warm up another pot of wine for me. I want to have a drink."

*

The indoor heating was too hot, Rong Heqing felt a little dry, so he opened half of the window.

The cold wind blew in, bringing the scent of new snow and plum blossoms all over her.

She took a deep breath, looked at the tall plum tree in the yard, suddenly remembered something, and whistled.

"Xiao Chu, do me a favor."

As soon as she finished speaking, a man fell down from the roof. Chu Suifeng stood in front of the window with a knife in his arms, looking at her, "Who do you want me to investigate again?"

Rong Heqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Isn't there anything else I can talk to you about?"

Xiao Chu laughed briefly, his smile full of sarcasm.

It seems to be asking: Do you believe what you say?

Rong Heqing: "..."

She was silent for a moment, then took out a string of golden bells from the secret compartment, handed it to him and said, "Go and help me hang it up."

The golden bell is exquisitely crafted and makes a clear and pleasant sound when shaken.

Xiao Chu played with it for a while and asked, "You are so close to that Pojun from Wansheng Tower. If the prince knew about it, would there be any resentment between you and him?"

Rong Heqing was stunned and looked at him in surprise.

Xiao Chu touched his face suspiciously.

"Why are you looking at me like that? There's dirt on my face?"

Ronghe nodded and said seriously, "Yes."

Xiao Chu immediately rubbed his face, "Where is it? What is it? Did you wipe it off?"

Rong Heqing lay on the windowsill and looked at him, "A bit smart."

Xiao Chu: “…”

He turned around and was about to leave, but Rong Heqing hurriedly stopped him with a smile, "Are you kidding? How come you are so easily teased? I'm really praising you for being smart."

Xiao Chu quickly jumped down the stairs, tapped the ground with his toes, leaped up, spread his wings like an eagle, stretched out his long arms, and the golden bell hung steadily on the branch, ringing in the wind.

The sky and the earth were gray and white, and the bright golden bells seemed particularly dazzling.

Xiao Chu landed, clapped his hands, and walked back to the window.

"I'm serious. If you're okay, don't look for the people from Wansheng Tower. They are a gang after all, and they are only interested in profit. It's not a good thing to get involved with them too much."

"I know, but Pojun is different." Rong Heqing's tone was too matter-of-fact.

Xiao Chu looked at her with a complicated expression, "Po Jun didn't even show his face, how did you get bewitched by him?"

Rong Heqing paused for a moment before realizing the meaning of his words.

"I told you I'm not such a superficial person who only looks at appearance! Pojun, oh, I can't tell you, his identity is special, anyway, he's not a bad guy, you don't have to be too wary of him."

Chu Suifeng was still skeptical, but seeing her insistence, he nodded perfunctorily: "As long as you are happy."

*

That night, Pojun arrived as expected.

When he arrived, the maids had just set the table and left. Rong Heqing picked up the wine jug and poured himself a full glass of warm wine.

He stood in the dark and waited for the maids to leave before climbing in through the window.

Rong Heqing looked back at him when he heard the voice and said with a smile: "Everyone around me knows you, you can come through the door next time."

Pojun shook his head, "It's all the same once you get used to it."

Rong Heqing didn't say anything, just waved at him, "Have you eaten?"

Pojun shook his head again.

Ronghe smiled and picked up the wine pot to fill the cup opposite him. "It's going to snow tonight, can you drink a cup?"