The story of Princess Xiatang's counterattack

Chapter 827 Our love is too sweet to fall out of teeth (32)
Chapter 827 Our love is too sweet to fall out of teeth (32)
"What book?" Rong Jing asked naturally.

"Uh, there are no books, I was just joking, hehe." A smirk is included at the end.

Jinxuan wanted to cover her face a little bit, she didn't notice for a while, she actually said what she wanted, and let others hear clearly.

She sighed helplessly in her heart, she just said that she shouldn't be ashamed, but turned around and threw it on the table, what else could she do?
Earn some gas, hit or not?
"Hurry up," Jinxuan was afraid that he would ask again, so she quickly changed the subject, "Do you have to deal with all of that?"

There were two stacks of official documents on the table, neatly stacked there, Jinxuan suddenly felt that Rong Jing had worked hard, looked at him with a bit of distress, "You work so hard every day."

"Cough," Rong Jing turned his eyes away embarrassedly, "Fortunately, I'm used to it."

After speaking, he took out a book from the top and started to read.

Seeing that Rong Jing was busy with business, Jinxuan started to do her own work. She had never seen Rong Jing's appearance when handling official business, and now she had a relatively intuitive feeling from the quantity.

He worked so hard, she couldn't afford to lose the chain.

Jinxuan can't guarantee the other things, but when Rong Jing is dealing with business, she can guarantee that the ink offering will be made, and she can't let him worry about these trivial matters.

Jinxuan was full of energy, grinding ink intently.

Because it would take some time for the ink to melt, Rong Jing read the documents first, watching his thoughts wander a bit.

The distance between the two of them was not far, and the faint fragrance slowly penetrated into his nose from his right hand side, it was the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus and acacia.

Different from other women in the royal family, Jinxuan doesn't like fragrant ointments, and her body is always clean and light. If she doesn't sit close, she might not be able to smell it.

Rong Jing's thoughts were unknowingly attracted, his eyes turned slightly, and fell on Jin Xuan's hand that was rubbing ink.

Qianqian's fingers are like water onions.

It was only then that Rong Jing realized that Jinxuan's fingers were really pretty. At this time, the ink stick in his hand was black and white, and Rong Jing's knuckles were slender and fair, which was really pretty.

At this moment, both of their hands were on the table, and it was fine when they didn't pay attention, but now once they noticed the similarities between the two, Rong Jing's mind obviously felt a little more happy.

Jinxuan didn't notice that Rong Jing's eyes were already on her body, she was happy on her own, her eyes were slightly curved like a crescent moon.

If she didn't think it was inappropriate now, she could hum a little song.

The thick ink smeared, Jin Xuan's heart was full of sweetness, Rong Jing was sitting beside her, if only she could always be by his side like this in the future.

Jinxuan lost her mother since she was a child, and her father has always loved her, and even gave her her mother's love. In her memory, there is no picture of her parents getting along. At the age of the female, the father and the king were impatient that she was bound by the broken rules and never let her see it.

Everyone said that the daughter of the emperor's family would not worry about getting married. How could he let his daughter suffer such grievances as a majestic prince.

Old Prince Qi has made up his mind, when his daughter reaches the age to talk about marriage, he directly recruits the county magistrate, and vacates a yard in the palace for the young couple to live in. How dare he let his daughter be angry?

nonexistent!

Of course, the main premise is that the county horse must be something that Xuan'er likes.

Old Prince Qi never expected that this major premise has not been realized after several years of mentioning Jinxuan and Ji...

The whole old prince reflects on himself every day, isn't the tone set a bit high?

In fact, I don't blame Jinxuan for not paying attention. She has not received education on women's self-discipline, so naturally she can't understand those families with three wives and four concubines. Fortunately, the woman can only be trapped on one-third of an acre of land and can't even get out of the backyard.

She couldn't accept this unfairness.

In fact, she sometimes worries when talking to Wen Wan, among other things, but it is hard to find someone who does not have a concubine at home, the elders do not set an example and expect the younger generation to learn well?

He just wanted to learn well, and the elders still stuffed people into the room.

She can't stand that anger.

She thought that there was no hope of getting married in this life, but she didn't care, she was afraid that her father would be angry, but she didn't expect that fate is so wonderful, she and Rongli can be called good friends.

If someone had told her before that she and Rongli could be called good friends, she would definitely think that person had something wrong with his mind.

Jinxuan's only feeling now is probably only luck.

Jinxuan's grinding became more and more serious, but Rong Jing didn't show any intention of moving. When Jinxuan's wrist was sore, she withdrew her thoughts and turned her head away quietly.

It turned out that I was reading official documents.

Straightening up a little, she felt a little tired in her waist.

"Let's take a rest," Rong Jing lifted the brush from the pen holder at this time, "I've been grinding for a long time."

Jinxuan shook her head quickly, "I'm not tired, I can continue."

Don't let her do it.

Rong Jing turned his face sideways, as if he could see through her thoughts, with a little tenderness in his eyes that he didn't know, "Take a break first, there are already a lot, I can't use them up in a moment."

Looking at each other, Jinxuan's heartbeat instantly accelerated, her cheeks were hot as if on fire, she bit her lower lip lightly, and turned her eyes to the side, such a shy look, falling into Rong Jing's eyes was truly shocking.

Rong Jing raised his hand involuntarily, wanting to caress her cheek, but he came back to his senses in an instant, but it was a bit unnatural to retract the extended hand, he changed the direction, gently Gently hooked the broken hair around her ears behind her ears, then turned her head, pretending to continue to deal with official business.

Jinxuan was dumbfounded for a moment, she didn't know how to react in a daze, the tips of her ears turned reddish because of his hair curling action, the fine fluff and pink ear tips were really endearing.

The little deer bumped in her heart for a while before she remembered that she hadn't answered Rong Jing's words just now, but it was a bit embarrassing for her to speak out at this time.

"Mm," Jinxuan pursed her lips tightly, and replied in a low voice, her eyes fixed on Mo Yan, wondering what she was thinking.

Jinxuan propped her head and started to be dazed. Rong Jing beside him breathed a sigh of relief. He had been peeking at Jinxuan before. Affects his thoughts, and the self-control he is proud of...

Whether there is still self-control, just look at him just now to know.

What he did before was something he didn't expect. If he didn't have the bottom line of self-denial and courtesy in his heart, he might really want to touch her cheek.

The fingertips were still warm and delicate when they touched her ear, Rong Jing's heart throbbed, but he had to suppress it, he shook his head slightly, Rong Jing smiled helplessly, it is really not easy to talk about self-control in front of the woman he likes ah…

When I have that time, I might as well think about how to make her feel that I care about her and really want to spend the rest of my life with her.

After all, she had taken the initiative enough before.

He didn't want Jinxuan to think that he wanted to be with her because she took the initiative or gave enough.

As a man, there should be some responsibility, Rong Jing thinks that there is only a lot more.

Next, look at him.

In the study room, both of them were thinking about each other, but neither of them showed it clearly. The slightly transgressive behavior just now took root in their hearts.

The warm sunlight that came in from the window reflected on the slightly flushed faces of the two, making it even brighter...

(End of this chapter)