The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 243 Luthier (35)

The tip of Rong Chen's tongue lightly licked his lips, a small unconscious action was inexplicably seductive, and he said softly: "If the prince doesn't like it, Rong Chen won't be like this in the future."

Wei Xi lifted his chin with his hand, and said in a slightly intoxicating voice with a gentle smile, "That's not what I asked."

"Huh?" Rong Chen questioned, and the end of his voice rose.

Immediately, he reacted, and quickly explained: "I accidentally saw it when Zuihualou was teaching those teenagers."

In the past, he only felt that those movements were unbearably debauched, but now he felt that if he learned more, it would not be a bad idea to use it on the prince.

At least the prince can not forget him.

Wei Xi put down his hands: "You are not allowed to go to Zuihualou from now on."

"Rong Chen listens to the lord, don't go." Rong Chen took the girl's hand that was about to be withdrawn, slowly clasped it into the palm, and wrapped the other hand around the girl's waist, hugging her.

He loves this kind of intimacy.

After arriving at the royal temple, the queen led the crowd to take a rest, and when the auspicious time came, they went to the main hall to pray for blessings.

Rong Chen's appearance was too eye-catching, so Wei Xi asked the monk to take him to the meditation room first.

After the blessing was over, Wei Xi withdrew and left.

There is a pear blossom forest on the mountain behind the monastery, and Mo Yunge seldom has time to wander around, but as soon as he stepped into the pear forest, he saw the figure in front of him.

The young man in lavender clothes stood quietly under the tree, even though his appearance was covered by the light veil hanging from the fence, judging by his slender and elegant figure, his appearance was naturally not too bad.

Mo Yunge was curious about the boy's identity, so he couldn't help walking towards him.

"My lord..."

Hearing the sound coming from behind, the young man quickly turned around to look, and called out very affectionately in a low and clean voice, but when he saw that the person coming was not the one he thought, his words stopped suddenly.

After saluting far away, the cold voice called out politely and distantly: "Second Highness."

Hearing this familiar voice, Mo Yunge suddenly remembered the identity of the boy, and couldn't help squinting his eyes for a while, his tone could not hear any joy or anger: "So it's Mr. Rong Xiaolang, what's wrong? Gu Na Huangmei didn't come with you ?”

"My lord has something to leave, and I'll be there in a while." After the young man finished speaking, he saluted slightly: "Rong Chen will take his leave first."

Looking at the young man's figure going away, Mo Yunge suddenly said: "When I saw Mr. Rong Xiaolang's face at the banquet that day, I felt that he was somewhat similar to a teacher who passed away alone. Mr. Rong's parents are still alive. ?”

The young man paused for a moment, then turned around, his cold voice seemed to contain a sarcasm: "If Rong Chen's parents are still alive, why bother to go to the flower house to ask for a living?"

Mo Yunge was taken aback for a moment, and then said apologetically, "I'm so lonely and abrupt, please don't take offense, sir."

"How dare Rong Chen blame His Highness, the prince must be here soon, so Rong Chen will leave first." After the young man finished speaking, he left without haste.

Mo Yunge looked at the distant figure with pensive eyes, is it a coincidence?

Rong Chen returned to the Zen room, took off the fence, turned around and closed the door, and then let go of his tightly clenched fingers, and his palms were already sweating.

knock --

Before he could calm down the raging hatred in his heart, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Surprised, Rong Chen said coldly, "Who?"

"it's me."

With a gentle voice, Rong Chen hurriedly opened the door, and hugged the girl tightly with his cold hands.

If the Xiangfu had not been destroyed, if he was still the son of the Xiangfu, would he...wouldn't have fallen to this point?

(End of this chapter)