Canglan Empress

Chapter 535 Never possible 1
The three beauties were startled, they didn't dare to think any more, and quickly dragged Ouyang Bing who had fallen into the water back down together.

When Rong Jin saw them walking away, he turned his head: "Yaohua."

Yaohua leaned against Zhulan, looking at the lake calmly, "The scenery here is not bad."

Rong Jin frowned, and his eyes fell on his delicate and picturesque eyebrows: "Yaohua, are you not angry?"

"Angry?" Yaohua turned his head and looked at Rong Jin strangely, "Why is Your Highness so angry?"

Rong Jin stared at him gravely, without speaking.

"Well, I'm really a little displeased. They disturbed my Highness's interest in appreciating the lotus." Yaohua held his chin with one hand, and some irritation appeared in his brows and eyes, "You should take good care of your concubines, and don't let them give birth. Unnecessary misunderstanding."

When Rong Jin heard this, his expression froze.

After a moment of silence, he sat down beside Yaohua: "You don't have any other emotions in your heart when you see them?"

"Other emotions?" Yaohua was puzzled, and turned to look at him again, "What are you referring to?"

He is a man, is it because of such a trivial matter that he has to be with several women endlessly?

Although they misunderstood his identity and made him unhappy, he was not happy if he was unhappy, and he would not kill all those people just because of this unhappiness. He was not so cruel.

Yaohua thought he was asking whether he held grudges or not, but he watched Rong Jin's strange expression for a long time, then slowly frowned, but the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "Rong Jin, you don't think my Highness will be jealous, do you?"

What's on your mind?
Rong Jin's expression became more and more rigid, and there seemed to be black whirlpools in his eyes. He stared at Yaohua deeply, "Although they are my concubines, my king rarely touches them."

The air seemed to stand still for an instant.

Yaohua frowned slightly, and his gaze gradually turned cold as he looked at Rong Jin.

"...you don't have to explain things that have nothing to do with me in front of me." After a while, Yaohua said lightly, "Rong Jin, I hope you understand that we will be rivals and enemies in the future. Said to be an ally, but please remember, His Highness and you... will never be able to have that kind of relationship."

After speaking, he didn't seem to want to be alone with Rong Jin anymore, so he got up and left.

Rong Jin clenched his hands tightly and watched his leaving back gloomily. After a long time, he suddenly raised his palms and swung them towards the lake, bang bang bang.

There was a strong splash on the surface of the lake, and the fish in the lake were frightened and ran around, and even some koi carp bodies floated up.

Staring at the lake in silence, after a while, he turned around and chased in the direction Yaohua left.

Yaohua did not go far.

Because his residence is in Fengting Waterside Pavilion, he just left the lake and returned to his temporary house.

When Rong Jin walked into the room, he was already sitting in the chair beside the bed and started reading a book, which was a book on the art of war, which he found in Rong Jin's library.

"Yaohua." Rong Jin walked over, reached out and took away the book in his hand, "Let's chat."

"What do you want to talk about?" Yaohua reached out to lift the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip gracefully and calmly.

When he opened his mouth lightly, he revealed a natural good demeanor and self-cultivation.

What fascinates Rong Jin the most is the kind of grace and demeanor that is always unaffected by favor or humiliation, and that is always revealed inadvertently.

(End of this chapter)