Daily life of the crown princess

Chapter 236
Hongxing backed away timidly when she saw her, "Miss Zhou?"

Ms. Zhou couldn't have been haunted, could she, or was she haunted by evil spirits?

A pair of deep eyes are like a swamp that doesn't get sunlight all the year round, one can't help but feel fear in one's heart just looking at it.

Only then did Zhou Ruoling wake up, and forced a gentle smile, "I've been in a bad mood for the past few days, and I said something that didn't follow the rules. Don't be offended by Miss Hongxing."

She was clearly smiling, but Hong Xing sensed something different for no reason.

Hong Xing hurriedly stepped forward and supported Zhou Ruoling, "The maidservant just walked over, and she didn't see or hear anything."

Zhou Ruoling's expression softened a lot, and he took off a jade ring of excellent quality from his wrist, and put it in Hongxing's hands, "Be careful, take it as a thank you gift from Miss Hongxing for bringing back my handkerchief."

In Hong Xing's other hand, she was holding an off-white handkerchief embroidered with pink lotus flowers. Next to the lotus flowers, the word "Ling" was embroidered with white thread.

"This is all a servant's job..."

Before Hongxing could say anything, Zhou Ruoling's face turned cold, "Why, is it because Miss Hongxing dislikes the lightness of my gift, that's why she refuses to accept it?"

Having said all this, Hong Xing had no choice but to bless her body, "My servant, thank you Miss Zhou for your reward."

……

Not long after Jing Mo walked out, he bumped into Zhao Dezhong who came to look for him.

Zhao Dezhong put Fuchen in the crook of his arm, and walked to Jing Mo's side with small steps on tiptoe.

"Your Highness, would you like to see Miss Yan?"

Zhao Dezhong asked this question not because he was biased towards Yan Yue, but because several imperial physicians said that Miss Yan was in a dangerous condition. If it was really only this one night, at least let His Highness take a last look.

His Highness had done so many absurd things for her in the past, it was impossible for him to just forget about this feeling.

Jing Mo's complexion was gloomy, he looked at Zhao Dezhong, and said coldly, "Since when are you able to arrange lonely things?"

Zhao Dezhong knelt down hastily, and the dust fly in his arms fell to the distance, "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my words."

Jing Mo stretched out his hand, feeling the coolness of the wind blowing through his fingers, and there seemed to be a deep gloom condensed between his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

"Zhao Dezhong, why do you think an ordinary woman can appear in Xishan?"

No one was allowed to enter or leave Xishan these days, and Yan Yue was watched by a few nuns again, how could she appear in front of him, and even blocked a sword for him by such a coincidence.

Zhao Dezhong complained endlessly in his heart, he is just a slave, how dare he express his opinion on such a matter, if he is not careful, his life will be lost.

"The slave is stupid, I don't know."

"I don't know, or I dare not say it." The man whispered, "You have been with Gu the longest, and you should know that Gu dislikes people who cover up and don't tell the truth."

Zhao Dezhong was embarrassed, his brows were wrinkled.

"The slave feels that it seems too coincidental."

It was such a coincidence that he came to Xishan, and it was such a coincidence that he met His Highness again, and it was even more coincidental that he blocked the sword for His Highness.

There are too many coincidences to be convincing. This is not artificial.

"Coincidentally." The man walked to a peony that was blooming beautifully, and gently stroked the petals of the peony with his fingers, his movements were tender and seemed to have some lingering affection, "How can there be so many coincidences in this world?"

The long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, only inadvertently revealing some dark light.

(End of this chapter)