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Chapter 77 Children only make choices, I want both!

Unexpectedly, they have already entered the Tingfeng Pavilion, but they still can't escape.

That's it.

Since you choose to be entangled with Liu Yunmeng, you should expect this day, what should come will come
Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng felt magnanimous, staring straight at the masked woman in the corner of the first floor, thinking: why don't you just go down and say hello, and explain clearly, Liu Yunmeng and I came to the brothel to meet the innocent woman. The shadow girl does not have any other purpose.

After thinking about it, it seems a bit pretentious to say so.

To go or not to go, that is the question.
Just when Ren Pingsheng was hesitating, the treasurer of Tingfeng Pavilion came over, with a look of doubt on his face: "You two nobles, Miss Qingying said that when she came to the capital, she only saw talented people who could win the first prize in the literary fair, and the rest were all gone. It doesn't work for the slave family to explain the key points to her, hey, the slave family can't force the guests to make things difficult, nobleman, what should I do?"

now.

Liu Yunmeng and Ren Pingsheng's attention was all on Liu Ruyan on the first floor, and they didn't listen to what she was saying at all.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked at the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion, slightly frowned, and asked, "What did you say?"

"The Slave Says"

Tingfeng Pavilion shopkeeper repeated what he said just now.

Liu Yunmeng waved his hand and said, "Understood, you can go down."

"If the nobleman has other orders, just say hello, and the servant will leave."

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion gave a respectful salute, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

At this time, Ren Pingsheng suddenly stopped her.

"What are your orders, Young Master?" The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion looked at Ren Pingsheng and asked respectfully.

Ren Pingsheng said: "Go and prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones."

Tingfeng Pavilion shopkeeper said: "I'm going to the slave's house."

Soon.

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion brought the four treasures of the study.

Ren Pingsheng looked at her and said lightly, "I say, you write."

He wants to write poetry?

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion was startled, and replied: "I understand."

Ren Pingsheng said slowly: "The east wind puts flowers and trees at night, and blows them down, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are fragrant all over the road. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

Listening to the shopkeeper of Fengge writing, while savoring carefully, there is a touch of surprise in his eyes.

As the shopkeeper of a brothel, her professional ability is not only pimping, but also arty, and she has a certain appreciation ability for poetry and poetry.

Naturally, I know that the upper column of this poem is extremely brilliant in today's literary society.

In just a few sentences, a lively scene was described.

Whether it's the so-called rain of stars, thousands of flowers and trees, or the dance of fish and dragons, they are all in line with the grand occasion of the temple fair tonight.

It is no exaggeration to say that the sum of the poems and songs written by today's gifted scholars may not be able to compare with these half of the poems.

aside.

Liu Yunmeng's attention was also attracted by Ren Pingsheng.

The last time the journey was difficult, she only thought it was good, but she didn't know what was good about it.

This time, she thought the words were good from the bottom of her heart, because the half of the words described the splendid fireworks in the sky, the floats overflowing with strange fragrances, the rich and noble families watching the lanterns, the melodious sound of the piano, and the floating fish. She has just experienced the dragon lantern and the bright moon.

Before that, she never thought that she could use such beautiful sentences to describe these pictures.

If she were to write it, I'm afraid I'd only be able to hold back a few words for a long time - beautiful!
"What about the second half?" Liu Yunmeng asked impatiently.

Ren Pingsheng said leisurely: "The moth snow willow is golden thread, and the laughter is full of fragrance. The crowd searched for him thousands of times, and when I looked back, the man was there, in a dimly lit place."

The voice fell.

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion had a frozen expression, staring blankly at the white paper, his hand holding the pen didn't move, his whole body seemed to be turned into a sculpture, and after a while, he came back to his senses and muttered to himself: "I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd. Looking back suddenly, that person is there, in a dimly lit place."

Liu Yun dreamed that the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion had an extremely strange expression, and was puzzled in his heart. The word "Xiaque" sounds very good, and it feels indescribable when I read it. Why does the shopkeeper have such an expression?
"Speaking of which, I don't know if Ren Pingsheng's poem can win the literary competition."

Liu Yunmeng looked at the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion who had been delaying writing in front of him, and couldn't help but feel uneasy.

As a princess, she enjoys the best education, but she doesn't work hard on weekdays, her talent is mediocre, and her literary appreciation level is limited. She only knows that Ren Pingsheng's poem is very good, but she doesn't know how good it is.

She didn't know, but Tingfeng Pavilion shopkeeper knew it in his heart.

Not to mention the small brothel literature club, even the world-renowned Confucianists will praise this poem when they read it!

Shang Que is just a masterpiece.

Xiayu is a famous article that can be passed down through the ages!

"call--"

I don't know how long it took, the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion let out a long breath, wrote the pen tremblingly, and after finishing writing the que, he stood up, bowed deeply to Ren Pingsheng, and said sincerely: "Thank you, young master. "

Liu Yunmeng was at a loss: "Thank you for no reason?"

She didn't understand, but Ren Pingsheng knew it in his heart.

A poem that can be passed down for thousands of years is born in Tingfeng Pavilion, which is the best advertisement for Tingfeng Pavilion.

Let’s talk about the distance, let’s talk about the near. When a literati mentions this poem, the first thing that comes to mind is the poem itself, then the author, and then the background of the poem’s creation, the place where it was created, etc.

It is no exaggeration to say that this poem can make Tingfeng Pavilion the most famous brothel in the capital and even the Great Zhou!

"My lord, what is the title of this poem?"

"Ci Pai, Sapphire Case, Ci Title, Yun Meng Ze Zhong Meng Ru Yan, author, dance." Ren Pingsheng said slowly with a calm expression on his face.

Dreams in Yunmengze are like smoke.
The treasurer of Tingfeng Pavilion was slightly taken aback, and his first reaction was, why did he choose a title that had nothing to do with the content of the word.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly understood something, looked up at Ren Pingsheng, then at Liu Yunmeng, his expression became a little weird.

He hesitated to speak for a while, but in the end he still didn't open his mouth, signing according to what Ren Pingsheng said.

After the payment was signed, he put down his pen, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and asked respectfully: "Your Master, you want to use this poem to participate in the literary meeting?"

"Yes." Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly.

"Then, can I bring this poem down for everyone to taste?" Tingfeng Pavilion shopkeeper asked again.

"can."

"Thank you son, the slave family will leave first."

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion stood up, bowed politely, then carefully picked up the paper with words written on it, and walked towards the first floor.

After she left.

Liu Yunmeng, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help asking: "Who is Qiwu?"

Ren Pingsheng smiled and said, "It is Your Highness."

"?" Liu Yunmeng looked bewildered.

Ren Pingsheng said: "What do you think of the nickname that I have chosen for Your Highness?"

Liu Yunmeng curled her lips and said: "I don't like it, you should keep it for yourself."

Ren Pingsheng saw that her mood was not right, and asked, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Liu Yunmeng looked towards the first floor, saw Liu Ruyan still standing there, and said in a low voice: "You name this poem, "Dreams in Yunmengze are like smoke", on the surface it means that there is a scene like a dream in Yunmengze. A dream like smoke actually means that even if you are by Yunmeng's side, all you dream about is like smoke. Isn't that the case?"

As he spoke, his tone became a little lost, and he muttered to himself: "Your poem is not about Bengong, but about Chang'an."

"Your Highness misunderstood."

Ren Pingsheng stared at Liu Yunmeng with a very solemn expression, and said word by word: "This poem was written for His Highness Chang An, but it was also written for His Highness."

When Liu Yunmeng heard the words, her eyes were filled with bewilderment.

She is not in a dimly lit place, so why do you say that this poem was also written for her?
In a daze, I heard a burst of heated discussions erupting all around, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a few talented scholars dressed as scholars, with excited and impassioned expressions.

"The first part of this poem describes the grand occasion of the Dragon Boat Festival, and the second part focuses on finding the person you like. The concept is exquisite and the language is exquisite. It is really a rare masterpiece!"

"To witness the birth of such a masterpiece, today is a worthwhile trip!"

"Especially this sentence that people have searched for him thousands of times, and suddenly looking back, that person read it carefully in a dimly lit place, and the aftertaste is endless. It will surely become a famous sentence through the ages!"

"Yeah, I searched hard for thousands of times in the bustling city, but found that the person I like is by my side. Such an artistic conception is really wonderful!"

"If you read the lyrics, if you only see superficial appearances, you will be inferior after all. This poem is clearly intended to express your noble ambitions and feelings through the pursuit of a lonely woman."

"There is some truth to it. Speaking of which, who is this Qiwu who can make such a masterpiece? He shouldn't be someone who is unknown. Why am I hearing about it for the first time?"

"..."

The person you like is by your side?is that so?

Liu Yunmeng keenly caught this sentence, her face was in a trance.

At this time, I heard Ren Pingsheng who was beside me said in a low voice: "This poem was written half an hour ago when I and Your Highness were watching fireworks by the Cailian River.

At that time, BMW carved cars, Moer Xueliu hurried past, I turned my head and saw His Highness standing in a place with few lights."

When Ren Pingsheng said this, he stopped abruptly, and let his sister-in-law slowly taste the rest.

As for what flavor she can taste, that's up to her.

"what do you mean"

Liu Yunmeng gradually came back to his senses, his eyes that had been dimmed before brightened up again, and the look he looked at Ren Pingsheng was a little more unusual.

"The minister just sent it out of feeling, without any other intention."

Ren Pingsheng has become more magnanimous in copying poems for the second time.

There should be an emoticon package here: righteous and confident.jpg
"Then why did you name this word?"

After listening to the explanation, Liu Yunmeng's mood improved, but she was still somewhat dissatisfied with "Meng Ruyan in Yunmeng Lake".

Ren Pingsheng said: "I just want to add the names of His Highness and Chang An's Highness."

At that time, I was reading and reading, and I was a little bit overwhelmed, so I made a name for myself.

Now that I think about it, it’s really limited and self-defeating, so it might as well be called Qingyu Case·Dragon Boat Festival.

Hearing this, Liu Yunmeng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, thought for a few seconds and then fell silent.

After all, Ren Pingsheng is Chang An's husband, and he is Chang An's imperial sister.

Ren Pingsheng had a close relationship with himself, so he was not tolerated by the world. He endured the pressure and wrote two masterpieces for himself in a row. What else could he expect.

"unless.
He could persuade his father to withdraw his will and cancel the marriage, but Ren Pingsheng seemed to like Chang An very much.

If Bengong really ruined this marriage, he would be very sad, if he hated Bengong because of this, he would not even be able to be friends. "

After Liu Yunmeng recognized her position, her heart sank again, and her expression became a little disappointed.

aside.

Ren Pingsheng looked at his sister-in-law with a complicated expression, and probably guessed what she was thinking, and didn't know what to say for a while.

After ten seconds.

Liu Yunmeng seemed to have figured something out, a flower-like smile bloomed on her delicate face again, her watery peach eyes looked at Ren Pingsheng, she blinked smartly, and said in a brisk voice, "Your wife has chased you here, Won't you go down and say hello?"

"."

It was only then that Ren Pingsheng remembered that Liu Ruyan was still watching on the first floor, a little dazed.

"If you don't go, I will go, at least explain clearly that I and you are just friends, and I came to Tingfeng Pavilion to meet that Qingying girl."

As Liu Yunmeng said, she stood up, twisted her slender waist, and walked towards the first floor.

The first floor of Tingfeng Pavilion.

Standing beside Liu Ruyan, Jiang Chuyue glanced at the men and women on the second floor who looked at each other affectionately, and became excited.

A heart was beating very fast, but there was a look of worry on his face, and he persuaded softly:
"Senior sister, please don't be impulsive. Junior sister thought, no matter how morally degraded Ren was in his life, he wouldn't do such a scandalous thing that violates human relations and immoral morals by bringing his wife and sister to the brothel. Even if he wanted to, His Royal Highness Yunhe would not I will definitely not agree.

After all, His Royal Highness Yunhe is a member of the royal family. If people see him, he will lose the face of the royal family. These things are second to none. The most important thing is that it will hurt your heart, senior sister.
So the younger sister thought that there must be a reason for Ren Pingsheng to bring His Royal Highness Yun He to visit the brothel, it was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

All in all, the senior sister must restrain her emotions, and must not go up to the two of them to argue. "

After talking in one breath, she turned her head and saw her senior sister was in a daze, as if she was wandering around the world.

As a disciple of Renzong who cultivated the way of immortality, Jiang Chuyue was very familiar with the scene in front of her, and it was clear that the primordial spirit had left her body!
"Sister?"

Jiang Chuyue's heart sank, and she called softly.

"."

No one responded.

Jiang Chuyue immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, frowned slightly, looked around, and was no longer as frivolous and careless as before.

"This is the capital, backed by Wusheng Mountain, who can forcibly pull away the soul of the senior sister, dare not come here to make trouble.

So the senior sister should have taken the initiative to separate the soul from the body, but I don't know why the senior sister did it.

Forget it, guard your senior sister first, put Ren Pingsheng's affairs aside, and deal with him, the scum of the world, when you have a chance in the future. "

Thinking about this, Jiang Chuyue suddenly saw somewhere on the second floor, Princess Yun and Princess stood up and walked slowly towards her.

"Come to the brothel with my brother-in-law, and she dares to come to the door?"

Jiang Chuyue looked at Yun and the princess who were getting closer, and was stunned for a moment, then immediately pulled herself up and prepared to fight.

Soon.

Liu Yunmeng came to Liu Ruyan, glanced at Jiang Chuyue, and said calmly: "You go out first, I have something to say to your senior sister alone."

Obviously, she knew Jiang Chuyue and knew that she was not an ordinary court lady.

"Your Highness, Senior Sister, something happened to her."

Jiang Chuyue said with a worried expression on her face.

Liu Yunmeng was taken aback when she heard the words, and subconsciously looked at Liu Ruyan, and found that her eyes were slack and she was in a very strange state.

"What happened to her?" Liu Yunmeng asked.

"Since I saw Your Highness sitting with your son-in-law just now, it's just like this. I think Senior Sister is more sad than heartbroken."

"Is there anything more sad than heartbroken?" Liu Yunmeng was a little at a loss.

"Your Highness doesn't know something. A long time ago, the senior sister was waiting for the son-in-law in the palace with great anticipation. She thought that one day she would be able to raise the case and sing together, but it didn't happen."

As Jiang Chuyue spoke, her expression became extremely complicated, with sadness, resentment, and helpless pain.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice trembled.

"His Royal Highness Yunhe should know how the senior sister has been suffering these days. If she hadn't been supported by the son-in-law, she would have committed suicide a long time ago. Today, it is rare to come out to relax, but I saw you and the son-in-law... It's so painful... woo..."

Before he finished speaking, he was already sobbing.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that she is doing thunder but not rain, and she is crying so hard that she actually shed three or two tears.

"Changan is she like this?"

Liu Yunmeng looked at the sluggish Liu Ruyan and the crying Jiang Chuyue in front of her, feeling a little dazed.

Based on her understanding of Chang An, she should not be a person who pays attention to the love of her children.

"Strange, isn't she only thinking about cultivation? Could it be that after her cultivation base was abolished, her personality also changed?"

Liu Yunmeng was dazed for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and said anxiously: "I'm going to find the imperial doctor."

"Don't!" Jiang Chuyue blurted out.

Liu Yunmeng looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Chuyue was silent for a second, lowered her head, and said sadly: "Your Highness has invited the imperial doctor, how can you tell the imperial doctor, you can't say that the senior sister is because she saw you and..."

Speaking of which, stop abruptly.

Liu Yunmeng could guess without saying what happened next.

Put yourself in the shoes of yourself, if you are walking down the street with your friends, you suddenly find that the husband who has made a marriage contract and misses you is hanging out with other women.

I'm afraid I'll faint from grief.

"Changan's appearance was ruined, her cultivation base was abolished, and she had already fallen to the bottom of her life, but now even the person she loves...
Is Bengong really wrong? "

The sense of guilt surged like a tide, and Liu Yunmeng could hardly breathe under the pressure.

It took a while to recover, and said in a low voice, "You can't keep your illnesses under wraps."

"Your Highness, let's go back. Senior Sister will only be more sad if His Highness is here. With me by my side, Senior Sister should be able to recover."

Seeing Liu Yunmeng's complex expression, Jiang Chuyue worried that she would be entangled here, so she said so.

"Can it be recovered?" Liu Yunmeng's eyes lit up.

Jiang Chuyue nodded and said: "Excessive sadness will damage the soul, as long as it doesn't deteriorate, it can be recovered."

These remarks are pure nonsense, anyway, Princess Yunhe doesn't know anything about cultivation, so she should be sent away as soon as possible.

"Then I will go back first. If there is anything wrong with Chang An, she must tell me." Liu Yunmeng reminded with a worried look on her brows.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I'll remember it." Jiang Chuyue didn't want to say more, and nodded slightly.

Liu Yunmeng glanced worriedly at Liu Ruyan who was still wandering, hesitated for a while, then turned and went back to the second floor.

Return to Ren Pingsheng's side.

Liu Yunmeng didn't speak, just sat quietly, looking preoccupied.

Ren Pingsheng stood on the second floor and could see clearly.

From the beginning to the end, Liu Ruyan didn't say a word, it was Jiang Chuyue who was talking to my sister-in-law.

But I don't know what to say.

"Jiang Chuyue, that little girl is very good at tea. My sister-in-law is not her opponent, so she shouldn't have been allowed to go down alone just now."

The thing has already happened, and there is no point in regretting it. Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, hesitated for a while, and asked: "Your Highness, can you explain clearly?"

Liu Yunmeng looked dazed and shook her head slightly.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng wanted to ask again, but he saw the Tingfeng Pavilion shopkeeper walking over.

"You two gentlemen, Miss Qingying is here to invite you."

Hearing this, Liu Yunmeng, who was full of worries, raised his eyes to look at the Tingfeng Pavilion shopkeeper, and wanted to say that there is no need to see him.

After thinking about it, wouldn't this be a disappointment to Ren Pingsheng's intentions, so he sighed in his heart, stood up and said, "Lead the way ahead."

"My lord, please."

The treasurer of Tingfeng Pavilion saluted respectfully and led the way.

Liu Yunmeng turned to look at Ren Pingsheng, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Let's go and have a look, so we can relax."

My sister-in-law is not in the right state.

What did Jiang Chuyue say just now?

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly, followed behind Liu Yunmeng, and said in a low voice: "I have had contact with the girl next to His Highness Chang An. This person is full of lies and cannot be trusted. No matter what she says, His Highness doesn't need it." Take it to heart."

Liu Yunmeng was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then turned to look at Ren Pingsheng, and asked curiously, "When did you have any contact with her?"

"A few days ago, she once came to the minister's house"

Ren Pingsheng roughly told what happened in those few days.

After hearing this, Liu Yunmeng was dazed, and muttered to herself: "I see her as weak and weak, and her attitude is quite sincere, unlike what you said."

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyebrows: "His Highness trusts the minister, or trusts her?"

"Of course letter"

The word "you" at the back was not ashamed to say it, but instead said: "Anyway, I think what she said makes sense."

"What did she say, can His Highness repeat it, and let the minister listen to it, whether it makes sense or not." Ren Pingsheng said.

Liu Yunmeng showed hesitation, not knowing whether to speak or not, she fell into silence.

At this moment, the voice of Tingfeng Pavilion shopkeeper came from the front.

"You two gentlemen, Miss Qingying is inside."

"Ah."

Liu Yunmeng nodded lightly, stepped forward, and was about to open the door and go in.

Suddenly, a woman's voice was heard from inside.

"My lady, what's the matter with you, lady?"

The lady here does not mean wife, but the name of slaves and maidservants for the mistress.

"It's the woman standing at the window on the second floor!"

Both Liu Yunmeng and Ren Pingsheng recognized this person's voice and looked at each other, feeling a bad premonition in their hearts at the same time.

really.

next second.

The door of the private room was pushed open.

The plain-looking woman rushed out with an anxious expression on her face. When she saw the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said in a trembling voice: "Shopkeeper Lin, my lady, she is dead."

The voice fell.

There was a moment of silence outside.

Tingfeng Pavilion's shopkeeper's eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he was shocked and speechless for a moment.

It took a while to recover, and rushed into the house like crazy.

Ren Pingsheng and Liu Yun dreamed of this scene, looked at each other again, and tacitly chose to stand where they were.

Undoubtedly, for Tingfeng Pavilion, the sudden death of a talented woman well-known in the south of the Yangtze River was a fatal scandal.

Therefore, after a short period of uneasiness and panic, the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion did not say anything, but silently ordered the servants to find an excuse to close the door early, and report to the official when the people were almost gone.

After giving all the instructions, Tingfengge shopkeeper returned to Ren Pingsheng and the two, and said with a tired face: "Today, the two noblemen were surprised."

"It's okay."

Ren Pingsheng didn't want to stir up trouble, so he didn't ask Miss Qingying how she died, but said: "Since something happened to Miss Qingying, there's no point in waiting for me to stay, so I'll take my leave first."

"The servants will not see each other off. The two nobles should walk slowly."

Listening to the shopkeeper of Fengge, he had a lot of things to deal with, and he didn't have the time to make excuses, so he squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Ren Pingsheng nodded, gave Liu Yunmeng a wink, and went downstairs with her.

Arriving at the first floor, I wanted to say hello to Liu Ruyan and Jiang Chuyue, but found that the two had already left at some point, so I had no choice but to give up.

Walk out of Tingfeng Pavilion.

Ren Pingsheng actually felt as if he had passed away. He took two breaths of fresh air before he regained consciousness.

Looking at the sister-in-law next to her, she asked softly, "Is there any place you want to go, Your Highness?"

Liu Yunmeng shook her head lightly, and whispered: "I'm a little tired."

At first, I was still full of energy, and it seemed that I would not be tired after a whole day of shopping, but I would be tired after sitting and resting in Tingfeng Pavilion for a while.

The tiredness here is just a tired heart.

Ren Pingsheng didn't know what Jiang Chuyue said to her, and naturally he didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only sigh in his heart, and said softly: "The minister sent His Highness back to the palace."

"En." Liu Yunmeng nodded lightly.

After half an hour.

In front of the palace gate.

Ren Pingsheng stopped in his tracks, and said in a gentle voice: "I will send you here. If your Highness is fine, I will leave first."

After finishing speaking, seeing that my sister-in-law was still preoccupied, she stopped talking, saluted, and turned around to leave.

At this time, Liu Yunmeng's melodious voice sounded again.

"Wait!"

"What orders does Your Highness have?"

Ren Pingsheng stopped and turned to look at Liu Yunmeng.

Liu Yunmeng stood at the same spot, raised her eyes to look at Ren Pingsheng, those bright peach blossom eyes seemed a bit dim at the moment, and under the moonlight, there were crystal clear teardrops swirling in the eye sockets.

She just looked straight at Ren Pingsheng without saying a word, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance in her mind.

"Is this to sever justice with this son?"

Ren Pingsheng's heart sank, he thought for a few seconds, then walked up to Liu Yunmeng, looking down at her.

"You, stay away from me."

Liu Yunmeng had already made up her mind not to meet Ren Pingsheng during this period of time, but when she saw him walking towards her suddenly, her firm belief was instantly shaken, and she subconsciously backed away, trying to keep a distance from him.

It seems that as long as the distance is far enough, he can be removed from his own memory.

"When His Highness was pestering the minister before, why didn't the minister stay away from His Highness?" Ren Pingsheng stopped in his tracks and chuckled.

Hearing this, Liu Yunmeng's pretty face flushed instantly, bit her pink lips and said, "You, what nonsense are you talking about, when did I pester you!"

"Let's not talk about the distance, let's talk about today, by the Yuanwu Lake, on the outskirts of the capital, by the Cailian River, and Sajin Street."

"Shut up, shut up! I don't know what you're talking about."

Liu Yunmeng's pretty face was burning hot, her breath was short of breath, and she looked behind her guiltily, for fear of being heard by the guards.

The princess on Tuesday, who is usually high and proud, is at a loss like a frightened deer at this moment.
"Your Highness doesn't want to hear it, so the minister doesn't say anything."

Ren Pingsheng paused for a few seconds before continuing: "But I want to tell Your Highness that people are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless."

Is this a confession to Bengong?
When Liu Yunmeng heard this, her heart beat violently and her breathing became a little short.

However, after waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for the second half of the sentence.

Looking up at Ren Pingsheng, only to find that there was a smile between his brows.

"Your Highness still has ministers in his heart."

"No. No, it never happened."

Liu Yunmeng snorted softly, shifted her eyes to the side, swayed her pink lips lightly, her pretty face was cold, pretending to be stubborn.

Ren Pingsheng looked at the nervous little sister-in-law in front of him, and realized for the first time that girls can be so cute.

now.

He finally made up his mind.

Only kids make choices, and he wants both!

After making a decision, my thoughts are clear, and I feel that in addition to proving the Tao, I have a little more motivation in life.

He walked up to Liu Yunmeng, slowly leaned over, and whispered in her ear: "It doesn't matter whether your Highness has a minister in his heart, the minister has His Highness in his heart."

After speaking, Liu Yunmeng was trembling slightly again, and her fair swan neck was also tinged with a blush visible to the naked eye.

"That's all I said, it's getting late, Your Highness should return to the palace early, and I will leave."

Ren Pingsheng retreated a few steps, saluted, turned and left without stopping.

A breeze blows.

The hem of Liu Yunmeng's skirt was like blooming petals, swaying slightly in the wind, a few strands of black hair from her temples flew down to the corner of her mouth, her delicate and beautiful face showed a trance, her clever peach eyes were faintly blurred, and she stared blankly. Looking at the back that was fading away.

In front of the palace gate.

The moon is bright.

Cool and unreal.

Only a fiery heart was beating violently.

(End of this chapter)