After crossing, let yourself go

Feeling some indignant gazes, Han Jiu grinned and said, "Let me deal with her in one word: death. Do you still want to say that?"

"Yes, leave it to the Third Young Master to deal with." If the master were here, he would do the same.

Han Jiu looked at Chang Hao and smiled sinisterly, "No one in your building thinks so. If I touch that person called Lian today, do you think you people in Qing would find ways to kill me?" Kill them one by one.

Chang Hao saw the murderous intent in Han Jiu's eyes and said, "Third Young Master, don't worry. If anyone jumps in front of you, just kill him."

"When the time comes and you have no one left in Qingse, don't let Yan Hongzhi come to me to cry. I don't need to look at that Lian either. It's the same death inside and outside. You decide how and when to die.

Just tell me why she killed me afterwards. Now that I think about it, it might not be because she likes Yan Hongzhi. If that's the case, then don't kill me. Keep me to warm Yan Hongzhi's bed. After all, she has been with your master for so long, it's inevitable that she will have feelings for him. "After saying that, Han Jiu laughed and left.

Chang Hao's face almost turned green. This gentleman was really bold. He didn't have to say it so bluntly. Anyone with eyes could see Honglian's feelings for her master. He was overwhelmed. After seeing that Han Jiu had indeed left, he said to the people behind him with a cold face, "Where is Honglian?"

"He's upstairs, being held captive." Was that man Han Jiu?

"Hold it and wait for the master to come back. This is such a headache." Chang Hao pressed his finger between his eyebrows and went upstairs in annoyance.

Han Jiu couldn't tell whether she was in a good or bad mood. After tossing and turning for half the night, she was now sober. She pulled her clothes and walked towards her home. She didn't say a word along the way and no one spoke to her.

She kept walking with a frown on her brow. When she reached the front door of her house and was about to push it open, she thought of Song Ruochen and turned back. She came to the door of Prince Cheng's Mansion and knocked on it. The people in Prince Cheng's Mansion naturally knew Han Jiu and hurried in to find their own prince.

Mu Jifan looked at Han Jiu standing pitifully at the gate of his house, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and went to meet him, "What happened to the Third Young Master?"

"Ah, I'm upset. Do you have a place here where I can stay for one night?" Although Han Jiu was asking, he had already stepped in.

"You're already at your own doorstep, why are you here? What happened?" Did you have a quarrel with your lovers?

Han Jiu looked at him unhappily, "How can a prince like you be so gossipy?"

Mu Jifan was so stabbed by her that he was speechless. The servant of Cheng Wangfu hurriedly lowered his head as if he was invisible, but he was surprised to see that his own prince really let him stay overnight.

Mu Jifan was refreshed after being tormented by Han Jiu. Han Jiu was so sleepy that she fell asleep after being led into the guest room by the servant. Mu Jifan was very happy when he heard the servant say that Han Jiu had fallen asleep. This man said to Gao Fei, "Go to the other side and inform them that they are here."

Gao Fei immediately went out to notify them.

Song Ruochen was already in a state of confusion after learning that Han Jiu lived in the Chengwang Mansion across the street. Why didn't Xiao Jiu go home? Did she not want to see him? Did she not want him to stay by her side? Did she not love him anymore? Was she waiting for him to leave?

When Song Ruochen thought of this, he was a little breathless and his heart was throbbing with pain. People say that women in love are fools, but men in love are not that smart, let alone this little white lotus, so Song Ruochen didn't sleep at all that night, and sat there blankly for the whole night.

The next day, before dawn, he was standing at the gate of Prince Cheng's mansion waiting.

Han Jiu's mood recovered a little after a good sleep. He looked at Mu Jifan's strange eyes across the table and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mu Jifan looked at Han Jiu's expression and really deserved a slap. "I heard from the guard that Song Ruochen has been standing at the door since before dawn."

I put down my chopsticks, stood up and walked out. When I got to the door, I was surprised to hear "What are you doing here?" Aren't you cold?

"Xiao Jiu" had not slept all night and had been standing for a long time, so Song Ruochen's voice was obviously hoarse.

Han Jiu walked over hurriedly. She was not wearing much because she had come out in a hurry. She reached out and held Song Ruochen's hands to her mouth, blowing hot air to warm his hands while saying unhappily, "Are you going to fight to the death with me? Are you going to protest against me with your own body? Do you care so much about your little lover?" She was so mad.

Song Ruochen was a little confused by what she said, and he didn't know how he got through the night.

He thought too much, all he thought about was that Xiaojiu no longer liked him and no longer wanted him to stay with her. Every time he thought of this, his heart ached badly. "Xiaojiu, do you hate me?"

"Yeah, I hate you." Because she was warming his hands, Han Jiu didn't notice Song Ruochen's expression, and she didn't realize that Song Ruochen froze because of her words "I hate you". It wasn't until she saw blood flowing from the corner of Song Ruochen's mouth that Han Jiu realized something was wrong. "Ruochen?"

Song Ruochen swallowed a mouthful of blood in a fit of rage. He looked like he had lost his soul. "Xiao Jiu, you... don't want me anymore?" She hated him and would never let him stay by her side again. She wanted to leave on her own.

"It's you who doesn't want me anymore. Didn't your little lover come to find you? Look at your expression yesterday. You were so worried. Were you worried that I would do something to her? Don't worry, I won't." Although she felt sorry for Song Ruochen at this moment, she was indeed very angry.

As if he had grasped something, Song Ruochen said hurriedly, "I'm worried that you will be angry with me and leave me. Xiao Meng is like my sister. Really, I only have you in my heart, Xiao Jiu, really only you." He was eager to express his inner thoughts.

Han Jiu looked at him suspiciously, "Really?" It was certainly not a lie for this little white lotus to say that, and Han Jiu believed it.

Song Ruochen nodded vigorously, "Really."

Han Jiu looked at him motionlessly. Seeing that she was standing in front of him with no expression of joy or anger and without saying a word, Song Ruochen took a tentative step forward to get closer to Han Jiu.

Finding that she was not hiding, he reached out and hugged Han Jiu in his arms, holding her tightly, "Xiao Jiu, don't leave me."

Han Jiu felt like she was almost suffocating, but she didn't open her mouth to ask the man, whose body was obviously shaking, to let go, and just let him strangle her like this.

Oh, I should blame myself. Look at his face. I guess he didn't sleep all night. He just spat out a mouthful of blood because of anxiety. Oh, it seems I can't be petty with him in the future. Look how scared he is. He is really a little white lotus.

After returning home, Song Ruochen told Han Jiu everything about himself and Su Meng, detailing every little thing, big or small. He could not bear this kind of thing to happen again, and he was unable to endure the pain of losing Han Jiu again.

He held Han Jiu tightly in his arms, and Han Jiu allowed him to hold him like this. The two of them stayed in the room all day without coming out.

Mu Jifan was amused after hearing what Gao Fei said, "What's so good about that kid? They all follow him wholeheartedly."

Gao Fei was also confused. Han Jiu had no other advantages except his martial arts skills. What was so good about him?

As if thinking of something, Mu Jifan said, "I will go to the palace on New Year's Day and come back later. How is Bei Ming doing?"

"Your Highness, your cousin is no simple man. Concubine Yu was almost defeated by him, but I really don't know what he is thinking." Gao Fei said in a low voice.

"What can he think? The people of Beiming think he is a good emperor. Indeed, Beiming has developed well under his leadership. It's a pity that he offended such a person." He is his own son, a son whom he feels like seeing a ghost every time he sees him.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Mu Jifan knew what he meant, he took a breath and exhaled heavily, "This guy is really weird sometimes, Yan Beiming doesn't like Dayan, and I don't like Beiming either." Beiming, he really despised it, otherwise Yan Beiming wouldn't have a chance, right?