The passers-by are vicious

Ling Yunche's handsome face was hit and tilted to one side, leaving a slightly red slap mark on his fair skin.

However, even after being beaten, Ling Yunche did not show the slightest anger or dissatisfaction.

His narrow and charming phoenix eyes sparkled with an infatuated light. He hugged Jiang Wanwan's slender waist tightly and comforted her softly, "Don't worry, you will definitely not be discovered. I have specially sent people to stand guard around to ensure that they will not be discovered."

After saying that, he buried his head deep in Jiang Wanwan's neck, greedily sniffing the unique peach blossom scent on her body.

The fragrance gradually calmed his anxious mood caused by the return of the Third Prince.

Only with her could he find inner peace and tranquility.

Jiang Wanwan was slightly startled after hearing this: "You even sent someone to wait in the dark."

"Yeah." Ling Yunche's low and magnetic voice came from Jiang Wanwan's shoulder.

He hugged Jiang Wanwan tightly, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go. "Don't worry, I won't let anyone find out."

After Jiang Wanwan calmed down gradually, she also realized that her actions just now seemed a bit extreme.

She gently placed her hand on the red mark on Ling Yunche's cheek, and her rosy face showed concern and regret.

"Does it hurt?" she asked softly, with a hint of self-blame in her voice. Her face, as delicate and beautiful as a peach blossom, was now full of heartache.

Jiang Wanwan's eyes were slightly red, as if tears were flashing in them. Her eyes were filled with endless apology: "I was so scared at the time that I couldn't help but hit you. I was worried that our relationship would be discovered. What if it had a negative impact on your position as the crown prince... I was really worried about you."

Her words were full of sincerity, which made people feel pity for her.

Ling Yunche looked at the woman in front of him who was full of guilt, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He held Jiang Wanwan's hand, and with a smile in his narrow eyes he consoled her: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all. I know you were so impulsive because you cared about me, and I don't blame you."

Jiang Wanwan felt relieved after hearing these words, but her face still showed that she felt distressed for Ling Yunche.

Now, Rong Yuling unexpectedly became the concubine of the third prince, and her status and position instantly soared.

The only bargaining chip Jiang Wanwan has to compete with him is Crown Prince Ling Yunche.

There must be no mistakes in this key card, otherwise she will fall into an extremely passive situation.

Therefore, no matter what her true thoughts are, Jiang Wanwan must always pay attention to Ling Yunche to ensure that this card remains intact.

Jiang Wanwan frowned, her face showing worry, and she sighed softly: "Rong Yuling is about to become the third prince's concubine, and she and I have had many disagreements before."

"Once she becomes the third prince's concubine, I'm afraid she will come to trouble me."

Jiang Wanwan's tone revealed a hint of worry and helplessness, and Ling Yunche naturally knew it.

Ling Yunche reached out his hand, hugged Jiang Wanwan tightly in his arms, and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything."

He lowered his head and pecked Jiang Wanwan's fingertips, his eyes firm and gentle, "I will take care of this matter."

Jiang Wanwan leaned against Ling Yunche's broad chest, still worried. She raised her head, her eyes flickering, and asked hesitantly, "But, will this have any impact on you..."

Ling Yunche gently stroked Jiang Wanwan's cheek and comforted her with a smile: "Don't worry, I know what I am doing. For you, I am willing to do anything."

His voice was low and serious, and his handsome and gloomy features seemed to soften.

The two of them talked to each other for a while, then Jiang Wanwan tidied up her slightly messy clothes and walked out of the rockery with her usual expression.

Her steps were light, as if everything she had just experienced had never happened.

Seeing her come out, Ying'er immediately came to greet her.

Jiang Wanwan gently pressed a handkerchief against her slightly red lips, and looked in the mirror Ying Er took out from her sleeve. After making sure that it was no longer visible, she said, "Let's go. The Prime Minister should be waiting for us at the palace gate."

When they arrived at the palace gate, they saw Rong Cheng in a red robe standing beside the carriage waiting.

His tall and straight figure looked particularly dazzling under the light.

When Rong Cheng saw Jiang Wanwan and Ying'er coming out, he immediately stepped forward, took Ying'er's place, and personally supported Jiang Wanwan.

There was tenderness and concern on his warm face, and his care for Jiang Wanwan was visible to the naked eye.

When the eunuchs and palace maids around saw this scene, they all showed envious looks.

They secretly sighed that the prime minister was so caring towards his wife!

Jiang Wanwan felt the gazes of others and a shy blush appeared on her face. She thanked Rong Cheng softly, "Thank you, Lord Prime Minister."

Although this sentence is short, it contains endless tenderness and sweetness.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Wanwan and Rong Cheng got on the carriage together and left the palace gate.

Their backs gradually walked away, leaving a beautiful story in the hearts of the palace maids.

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On the other side, Ling Yunche, with a faint smile on his handsome and gloomy face, slowly walked out from the rockery.

He raised his right hand slightly, stretched out his thumb and gently touched his lips.

Part of the red lip balm originally applied on the lips was rubbed off.

Ling Yunche gently sniffed the peach blossom fragrance lingering on his fingertips, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes instantly turned red.

He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and gently lick the red lip balm on the corner of his mouth, and then he looked unsatisfied.

At this moment, a black figure appeared in front of Ling Yunche like a ghost: "Master."

"How is the investigation going?" Ling Yunche's voice remained calm, but his eyes became sharp.

As early as at the banquet, when he saw Rong Yuling beside the third prince, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

So he immediately sent his most trusted secret guard Black Hawk to investigate the matter.

"I have found out that Rong Yuling escaped right under the noses of the patrolling guards when she was in the East Palace." Black Hawk knelt on one knee on the ground with his head lowered, saying respectfully.

Ling Yunche's expression instantly turned gloomy when he heard this. "What a bunch of good-for-nothings! They couldn't even notice a woman escaped from the East Palace."

"Let them take their own punishment."

Seeing that his master was a little angry, Black Hawk lowered his head even lower, wishing he could bury it in the ground: "I have seen Rong Yuling's behavior is strange, and no one noticed it, as if they were blind and let her escape. I am afraid it is a bit strange."

"It's like something is covering everyone's eyes."