The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 69 She, I have to seek (1)
"Then why did you save her?" The voice lost its toughness just now.

"because of you."

She looked at him, her glazed eyes were misty.

"Ten years ago, outside Huguo Temple, you said, your name is Eleven."

Rong Qiannian was taken aback for a moment, her eyes deepened.

He also said: "Five years ago, Princess Fanhua was seriously ill, and the right-hand minister asked for medical treatment. He said, Miss Rong's eleventh lady is in danger, and I am a good doctor."

The memory is a little fuzzy, but I only remember that the boy was very beautiful.

"Do you want to jump?" The ten-year-old girl was only as tall as the boy in the wheelchair.

He was silent, extremely thin and thin, and his profile was extremely beautiful, the most beautiful profile she had ever seen.

She looked at the lake and said, "I don't think you can jump." She looked at him again, and said with a smile, "Your legs are not good." As she spoke, she moved closer, looked at his pretty side face, and smiled, "Shall I give you a push?"

"roll!"

His face, which had been ill for a long time, was originally very white, but at this moment, it had a touch of crimson, which made it look just right.

But she laughed happily: "Yo, you're still angry, you're all dying, it's a waste of emotion."

He was annoyed, there was a slight crimson color between his forehead, a little darker, but it was still not obvious if he didn't look closely.

She just smiled, sat on the side of the stone pile, lifted her skirt, looked at it for a while, then raised her head: "Whether you want to dance or not, I'm leaving."

"who are you?"

She turned her head and smiled: "My aunt will change her name and surname if she is willing to sit or sit down, and it will be eleven."

After finishing speaking, he patted the dirt on his skirt, got up, limped, took only two steps, and shouted: "Damn, it hurts me to death."

Under her feet, the hem of her skirt was stained with blood. After walking a few steps, the ground was dripping with blood. She squatted down, tied the skirt in a knot, picked up a stone, threw it in her hand a few times, and threw it out vigorously.

Someone in the bushes on the opposite side fell down in response, and in the lake, water splashed everywhere. The man in black clothes struggled a few times and then stopped moving.

The young man suddenly looked back at her, and she clapped her hands: "I forgot to tell you, an eye for an eye is the kingly way! Looking for death and life, that's a coward." Sighing, she smiled, "It's much more comfortable now."

Then, she limped and walked away. On the stone pile where she sat, there was a small arrow.

The memory suddenly became clear at this moment, and Rong Qiannian hypocritically thought of something called fate, she thought, this man really belonged to her.

She smiled and rubbed against Xiao Shan: "If you hadn't recognized Rong Fanhua as me, would you really have disregarded her life and death five years ago?"

"I've never been a good person, and I'm not interested in caring about other people's lives." There was a slight coldness in his brows and eyes, but she was gentle in his eyes.

"I like this answer, but." She put her arms around his neck, smiling, "Xiao Yiyao, so you have taken a fancy to me so early."

He staggered his eyes, a suspicious crimson color appeared on his pretty face.

Rong Qiannian liked this appearance very much, she leaned over and nibbled his reddish neck, and then it became redder, and she smiled with satisfaction: "Let's say it earlier, the hero saves the beauty with a promise of body, etc. I have absolutely no objection."

It seems that a certain evildoer has forgotten who said before that a hero saves the beauty with a promise of body, which is too vulgar.

"Eleven." He called softly, "At that time, only my concubine's jade pendant fell, and I didn't want to jump off."

All sorts of messes happened in an instant, Rong Qian felt embarrassed, and the idea of ​​a hero saving the beauty with his body was aborted, and his face collapsed.

He suddenly raised his hand, and placed his fingertips between her brows, her face, and then her lips. He smiled, and his voice was enchanting: "But, if it weren't for you, I might not have been able to dodge the arrow." " He looked her in the eyes, "Fortunately, there is no poison on the arrow."

"If it was poisonous, I would definitely run far away."

This time, Xiao Shan's face collapsed.

Rong Yaoxie doesn't understand the style or something: "You haven't told me whether she has ever touched you, hugged you, or kissed you."

Came back to this question after going full circle.

"No."

Rong Qiannian was still not at ease, and warned viciously: "Remember, you can only let me touch, hug, and kiss."

His blue eyes were clear, reflecting her appearance nicely, and he nodded slowly.

Only then was she satisfied, Rong Qiannian said generously and straightforwardly: "Of course, for the sake of fairness, you can do the same to me."

His eyes were slightly warm, he stretched out his hand, brought her into his arms, leaned over, and kissed her lips.

Rong Qiannian thought dizzily, this deal is indeed a good deal, and she made it so quickly, if she had known it earlier, she would have added one: jump on it!

As soon as his lips hurt, he bit her lightly.

"Eleventh, I don't like Xiao Fengge, why don't you stay away from him?"

Rong Qiannian's mouth was numb, and her heart was also numb, a little confused, she followed the words and asked, "Why don't you like Feng Ge'er?"

Xiao Chan seemed to think about it, and said: "I don't like you calling him Feng Ge'er."

Rong Qiannian opened his eyes, a little misty: "Then why don't you like me calling him Feng Ge'er?"

He was silent for a moment, and said in a muffled voice, "Because I don't like Xiao Fengge."

Rong Qiannian chuckled, reached out and cupped his face: "If you directly say that you are jealous, I will agree."

His beautiful face was slightly stained red, and he stopped talking.

Mother, a man can be fatal even when he is shy.Sure enough, her man was too attractive to commit crimes, but she couldn't resist, hugged him, and kissed him directly. At the end, she said: "My man is so cute."

Ever since, the most beautiful face in the world turned dark little by little.

This is how the Hundred Flowers Festival came to an end. As soon as night fell, the capital was lit up with thousands of lights, and the Hundred Flowers Festival was discussed.

The teahouse is in full swing.

"Bet your life with the emperor, benevolence is the best, and the ninth lady of the Rong family will come out on top." The young master who was eating tea slapped the table, very excited, "I got the emperor's promise."

Immediately there was a burst of applause, and after that, some tea guest asked, "Is that fool so powerful?"

"What a fool, Emperor Hui said on the spot." Spit was flying all over the place, filled with righteous indignation, "The ninth son of the Rong family belongs to the upper class, so why are you so stupid."

Everyone listened with gusto.

"and then?"

The young master who was talking about the matter drank a cup of tea, cleared his throat, and continued: "When there is a feast of flowers, the Empress Dowager bestows a marriage decree. The King of Xia announced that Princess Xia must be tolerant, and the Empress Dowager was furious."

Everyone was still thinking about it, and they couldn't help sighing: "What kind of beauty is the ninth lady of the Rong family, and what happened to King Xia?"

"Not only that, not only King Xia, but also the crown prince and the son of Zhaoming asked for a marriage. The three kings competed for beauty, and Emperor Hui pointed out that the eldest son of the Rong family was confusing the royal family."

(End of this chapter)