The concubine is often fierce, the prince is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 65
After saying this, Qin Muge's face regained its usual calmness, as if the emotional turmoil just now had never been stirred up at all.

After listening to her words, King Jin revealed a slight surprise on his face.

This is the first time that someone has developed resistance to Rong Jing's charm.

Because, just now, Qin Muge's eyes were too firm, so firm that he only needed that one sentence to make himself believe what she said.

only……

Maybe Qin Muge didn't have any unreasonable thoughts about Rong Jing.

What about Rongjing?

Is it the same as Qin Muge?
"Miss Qin San, do you still remember the Ru Ji I met in the Taihe Palace?" King Jin pondered for a while, and finally said these words.

Ru Ji?

Qin Muge was taken aback for a moment, but in the next moment, he searched out the beautiful little face with a little sickness from his memory.

She nodded and looked at King Jin suspiciously, "So what if I remember?"

Speaking of Ru Ji, King Jin's face showed a strange solemnity.

"Ji'er could have been a normal and healthy girl in the first place, but in order to save Rongjing, she almost died. Therefore, Rongjing owes her life, which is a burden that he can't throw away at all."

Qin Muge focused slightly: No wonder when I went to the Taihe Palace that day, I felt that Ruji's expression was not right.

According to common sense, if she is in good health, her complexion should be naturally rosy.

And that day, Ru Ji looked rosy, but upon closer inspection, she could find that it was a strange bright red with a sick look.

She should have taken some medicine to keep herself in that fake healthy state.

Her foundation was about to be hollowed out.

But, what does all this have to do with me?

A trace of displeasure floated on Qin Muge's face, "My lord, Muge doesn't understand what you mean."

King Jin's phoenix eyes turned, and after taking a deep look at Qin Muge, he said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, you will naturally understand in a few days."

Just when Qin Muge was about to continue asking questions, the carriage had already stopped.

Outside the carriage, Lian Qiao knocked on the door anxiously, "Miss, the Prime Minister's residence is here."

The corner of King Jin's mouth slightly curved, he bowed and pushed open the low door of the carriage, and jumped down neatly.

On the contrary, Qin Muge slowly got out of the carriage, with a bit of puzzlement on his face.

King Jin had a gentle smile on his face as always, and after a low whistle, the brisk sound of horseshoes came to everyone's ears.

Not long after, the maroon horse appeared in front of everyone again.

King Jin reached out to grab the reins of the horse, turned over neatly, and sat firmly on the horse's back.

"Today, I am going to 'Wolong Business' to find someone for Mrs. Yuxiu. She always talks about you. If you have time, go to Taihe Palace to visit her old man."

After saying this, King Jin lightly clamped the horse's belly and headed towards the palace.

Qin Muge was left standing there suspiciously.

Lian Qiao approached curiously, and after looking up and down at her young lady, she felt relieved.

"Miss, when did you become so familiar with King Jin?"

Faced with Lianqiao's question, Qin Muge also felt that Monk Zhang Er was confused.

She didn't know when she and King Jin were so familiar that they rode in the same carriage.

Moreover, what made her even more baffled was why did King Jin tell him about the relationship between Ruji and Rongjing?
Shouldn't he be so bored that he thinks he's interested in Rongjing?

Thinking of this, Qin Muge's mind uncontrollably resurfaced the scene of him touching Rongjing's lips that day.

The slightly cool touch seemed to still exist on his lips.

The strange thing is that all I have is anger and embarrassment, but no disgust.

What is going on here?
After returning to Rongyuan, Si'er just opened the brocade box containing the black iron knife, and a faint white halo attracted all Qin Muge's attention.

At this moment, she put the matter of Rongjing behind her, and started to study her black iron knife with all her heart.

These dark iron knives are extremely exquisite in workmanship, even better than the ones I have used before.

What surprised her the most was that the mysterious master seemed to know the size of her own fingers, fitting the handle just right.

With a scalpel, the doctor feels like a duck to water.

Holding these dark iron knives in her hand, this familiar feeling, as if she was still holding a scalpel yesterday.

Regarding the fact that he wanted to open a medical clinic, Qin Muge didn't mention it to anyone except the two maids who were close to him.

In the past two days, she also spent a lot of effort on choosing the location of the medical center.

In the end, I had no choice but to find Hu Jiuniang to discuss.

Regarding Qin Muge's intention to open a medical clinic, Hu Jiuniang was surprised at first, and then turned into admiration.

She herself grew up in these three schools and nine streams, so she naturally knew how difficult it would be for a woman to make a career.

Therefore, she, who has always been warm-hearted, patted her chest and promised that she would take care of this matter properly for her.

Today, when Qin Muge returned to Rongyuan from "Wolong Firm", the sky was already dark.

After a busy day, although she was a little tired, she was still happy when she thought that she could pick up the scalpel again.

It was night, after Qin Muge had dinner, he went back to the bedroom to get a good rest.

It's just that her hands just touched the buttons on her chest when she was attracted by an extremely slight sound.

Her clear eyes flickered, and she slowly turned around...

His eyes fell on the low window that was already about to move.

An inexplicable anger suddenly filled her chest, she simply picked up the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle" on the dressing table, and walked to the window sill in a few steps.

Sure enough, not long after, the low window that was originally closed was pushed open from the outer door with force.

With a cold face, Qin Muge shot the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle" almost without any reaction from the visitor.

At this point, there will be no one else except Rong Jing and Su Yu who will climb the window to enter their own house.

This time, no matter who it is, he must suffer!

Seeing that person was about to leap into his room, the densely packed silver needles were like lightning, shooting towards the person who came...

The man seemed a little unprepared, and waved his palm...

Vigorous internal force shook away more than half of the silver needles, while the remaining few needles hit the visitor's shoulder impartially.

Hearing a strange muffled groan, the man reflexively raised his hand angrily, and slapped Qin Muge who was standing not far in front of him.

And when Qin Muge heard that muffled groan, alarm bells rang in his heart.

The person who came was not Rong Jing, nor Su Yu!

Just when she turned around to flee the room, her movements were not as quick as the palm of the intruder.

There was a bit of anger in that internal force, and it hit Qin Muge's shoulder heavily.

Qin Muge snorted, his slender body was suddenly stressed, and he retreated several steps along with the internal force.

Just when she was about to fall to the ground, the person who was injured by the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle" actually stood on tiptoe and flashed to her side at a faster speed.

The man scooped up Qin Muge's body that was about to slip into his arms impartially with his right hand.

Qin Muge only felt pain and numbness in his shoulders, opened his clear eyes slightly, and saw a familiar face.

"How could it be you..." Because of the pain, her voice was no longer as tough as before, but instead had a bit of a girl's frailty.

And it was this delicate voice that made Rong Yao, who was holding Qin Muge, feel a slight twitch in his heart.

There seemed to be complex emotions flashing across his stern handsome face.

Turning his head, looking at the few embroidery needles on his left arm, there seemed to be a storm of displeasure in his eyes, "If you hadn't used a hidden weapon on me, you wouldn't have hurt yourself in the end."

Qin Muge was angry and funny at the moment, if it wasn't for the severe pain in her shoulder, she would have jumped up and slapped him twice.

"This is my home. You climbed in through the window in the middle of the night and hurt me in the end, but you are still right?"

Qin Muge blamed weakly, and his shoulders became numb from Rong Yao's palm.

That bastard, that palm is really heavy.

If she crippled her own arm, she would never let him go!

Qin Muge's question caught Rong Yao's attention. He came here quietly this time, and indeed he had something to ask her for, but now he accidentally hurt her...

Then how to speak about the next thing?

Rong Yao's eyes were fixed, and the inner strength gathered in his whole body instantly.

Only a few soft "swish" sounds were heard, and the silver needle that had been inserted into his arm was shaken out by his internal force.

And Qin Muge struggled to get up from his arms, but before he could straighten up, his whole body went limp because of his inability to do so.

Rong Yao bowed, hugged her waist again, and helped her up again.

Qin Muge's whole body collapsed into Rong Yao's arms.

Because of her action just now, the fragrance that belonged to her body rushed to her face.

It doesn't have the vulgarity of rouge and vulgar powder, but it has a fresh taste like sunshine.

Rong Yao only felt his heart soften slightly, the feeling of holding Qin Muge was different from the feeling of holding Qin Nuanxin.

When holding Qin Nuanxin, it was a primitive impulse derived from the bottom of my heart.

But now, seeing Qin Muge, who used to be tough in his arms, weak and limp in his arms...

For the first time, Rong Yao actually felt a feeling of wanting to take pity on and cherish this person in his arms.

He frowned handsomely, and with a sweep of his hands, he hugged Qin Muge horizontally, and walked towards the bed.

"What are you doing?" Even though he was sweating profusely from the pain, Qin Muge still struggled vigilantly.

Rong Yao's face was livid, but he didn't speak.

When he walked to the bedside, he put Qin Muge down slowly.

And the right palm, which had been full of internal strength for a long time, was also gently placed on her aching shoulder.

A heat source invaded Qin Muge's injured shoulder along Rong Yao's big palm, which also relieved the soreness on her shoulder a lot.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Qin Muge resisted the pain from his shoulder, "If it's because of those tiger whips..."

"It has nothing to do with that."

Before Qin Muge finished speaking, Rong Yao interrupted him.

When he saw those things, Rong Yao really wanted to kill Qin Muge.

Later, when Rong Jing came to mock him, he came back to his senses.

Qin Muge is just a girl, even if she has a sharp mouth, but there are so many things, it is impossible for her to collect them in such a short time.

Moreover, thinking of the scene where Rong Jing suddenly appeared in Prince Min's mansion that day, and even instigated her to break off the engagement...

(End of this chapter)