The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

The wind blows the curtains in Changshengtian, the hall is cool, and only the young man's heart is melodious.

Chi Rong lowered his head, and looked at his master's rare confused expression with gentle eyes. He looked a little cute, unlike his usual extremely free and easy attitude towards everything, which made people feel a little distant in his coldness.

At this point, it seems that it is not difficult to say out loud what I had kept deep in my heart.

Chi Rong lowered his head, ignoring the wound on his face caused by the blade, and let the blood flow.

The hot and wet blood on Liang Chongyue's right hand dripped down her wrist to the floor.

The cuffs and hem of her skirt were stained with his blood.

It was rare for Liang Chongyue to observe Chi Rong's appearance so carefully. She always knew that he looked ruffian. When the blood flowed down his knife-like cheek, she looked into his eyes and inexplicably felt as if she had been inadvertently bewitched by him.

"If the master likes it, the subordinate will like it."

Chi Rong's affectionate and lingering voice echoed between the two of them. It was the first time in Liang Chongyue's two lifetimes that she was bewitched by a man.

Apart from anything else, Chi Rong really does have some ability in this regard.

"Fairy."

Liang Chongyue looked at Chi Rong's affectionate eyes and threw the knife on the table with amusement.

The knife handle made a bang when it fell on the table. Liang Chongyue pushed Chi Rong away, lay back down, and drank some cold tea to cool down.

Liang Chongyue collapsed on the recliner and unconsciously reached out to touch his face.

Is it really because she is too beautiful?

Why do so many people like her recently?

Spring is over, why are there still puppies in heat?

Liang Chongyue could feel Chi Rong's burning gaze on her without even turning around, like a hungry wolf looking at the lamb he had longed for and finally raised.

It's a pity that she has never been a little lamb, nor a dodder that needs to be protected by a man.

"Finish your face and come make tea for this princess."

Liang Chongyue adjusted his mood. He was almost confused by this demon. When he came back tonight, he would take out the "Heart Sutra" and read it more.

How can we be attached to the love between men and women when our lofty ambitions have not been realized?

Liang Chongyue looked down at the blood on the back of her hand. Could it be that her life was really too smooth in this life that she even had the time to talk about love?

If Jing Sui Yang was just a whim of hers, then what about Chi Rong?

Liang Chongyue was still thinking about why she was impulsive towards Chi Rong just now, when she saw Chi Rong casually wipe the blood off his face, apply a handful of hemostatic powder, and kneel in front of her holding a white jade basin.

"My blood is dirty, please wash it off."

Liang Chongyue silently extended his hand. The temperature of the Chirong water was adjusted very well, warm, and the strength of his hand was gentle enough.

It was rare to see his gentle side, Liang Chongyue lowered her eyes and admired him quietly.

Chi Rong's hands are beautiful, his nails are neatly trimmed, his finger joints are distinct, and the crescents on his nails are of a pleasing arc.

His hands were a little rough, and like his, they were wheat-colored. In contrast, her hands looked even whiter, more delicate, and softer than white jade.

Liang Chongyue recalled how Chi Rong had insisted on killing Liang Chongzhen before he was fully grown, with a determined look as if he wanted to join the party. He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The next second, Chi Rong raised his head. The eyes that were full of affection just now had regained some clarity. However, the wounds on his face and his wet eyes made him look like a broken puppy.

But if you calculate his age, Chi Rong should be nearly 30 years old this year. He should not be a puppy anymore, at least he is in his prime.

"Master, what are you laughing at? Did I do something wrong?"

Chi Rong looked at the goat milk and nectar soap in the box beside him. He remembered that his master used this kind of soap every summer. He should be right.

Liang Chongyue reached out and wiped off the hemostatic powder that fell on the tip of his nose, then handed his dirty hands to Chi Rong.

The little face was slightly raised, the eyebrows were raised, and there was a look of mischievous and playful arrogance.

Chi Rong smiled with his eyes curved, and carefully scooped up water with his palm to wash away the powder on his master's fingertips.

Liang Chongyue felt the water flowing through her fingers. Chi Rong picked up the goat milk nectar soap and rubbed it into thick foam in his hands. When he was about to wash her hands again, his hands paused.

A blush appeared on her wheat-colored cheeks from the neck upwards, and Liang Chongyue was still enjoying the show.

Seeing that the foam in Chi Rong's palm was almost gone and his face was almost burned, he was still hesitating.

The smile on Liang Chongyue's face hadn't faded since he rubbed his hands full of foam.

I thought he was an expert in love, but I didn't expect him to be so innocent inside.

Liang Chongyue cleared her throat and met Chi Rong's bewildered eyes. She regained her usual dignity and acted like a princess:

"This basin of water is cold. Go and change it for me."

Only with the master's order did Chi Rong feel the abundant air returning.

He picked up the white jade basin, bowed to the host, and ran quickly.

Liang Chongyue had been watching him from behind. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, but he ran so fast without spilling any water.

It seems that the core is good and the work should be good too.

Chi Rong just turned a corner and made sure that his master could not see his back, then he slowly slowed down his pace.

Leaning against the wall, he took several deep breaths. It was a close call. He almost suffocated to death in front of his master.

After adjusting his mood, Chi Rong touched his face and found it was still a little hot, but his master was still waiting inside, so he had to change the water quickly.

Jing Suiyang and Liang Fang, who had been waiting outside the courtyard gate, could feel that the mysterious man who had been guarding Her Royal Highness the Princess had appeared again.

However, when Changshengtian was built, a lot of sound insulation materials were installed, so it was very difficult for them to detect the man's breath.

As for what His Highness talked about with that man, they had no right to eavesdrop and could not hear it.

Jing Suiyang was originally discussing with Liang Fang the mission deployment that His Highness had told them last night. When they were allocating manpower, a deep internal force suddenly appeared behind the two of them.

The two fell silent instantly.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and the man who had just been seen last night appeared again.

Chi Rong was familiar enough with Changshengtian, and besides, his master had not arranged for them to meet, so he didn't want to get involved.

He just heard them discussing the task assigned by the master outside the door. Out of the reminder of his senior, he stopped and stood in front of the two of them.

"The master's orders should not be discussed in public, to prevent being overheard by those with ulterior motives."

After saying that, Chi Rong didn't wait for the two to respond and went to change the water for his master.

Jing Suiyang and Liang Fang watched his back as he left, and naturally did not miss the injuries on his face and the strange blush.

They naturally understood the truth spoken by this man with profound inner strength.

As the top masters of Da Xia who were secretly trained and cultivated in the palace, they would definitely notice anyone with internal strength who appeared within a radius of fifty meters.

Being suddenly reminded, the expressions on their faces became somewhat cold.