The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 119 Miss Rong's family died two years ago!
After a farce, Zhao Yanxuan was finally forcibly dragged back by the four members of the Zhao family.

Lu Ping was actually a victim, but his family background was not as good as Zhao Yanxuan's. He was beaten up by someone sent by Zhao Zhiyi, and he probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed for ten or a half months.

The Chunfeng Tower returned to calm again, but the brave deeds of Zhao Yanxuan and Lu Ping became the biggest topic of conversation among the guests.

There were even quite a few people who heard the news outside and came to Chunfeng Building to gossip. The lobby on the first floor was even busier than restaurants and teahouses.

And in a wing room upstairs, a roll of bead curtains seems to completely isolate the hustle and bustle outside.

Rong Jin looked at the woman sitting there, frowned, and said, "I've talked to Qin Shuangshuang, you come home with me now."

Haitang pulled the red lips behind the veil lightly, and her soft voice could not hear the slightest ripple in her ears, "Go home? Did you mean it, or did your father mean it?"

"Who's meaning is important? He is also your father after all." Rong Jin sighed softly, and changed his address, "Sister, Chunfenglou is a place for men to have fun, what's so good about it? Why would you rather stay Do you even want to go back to be the young lady of the Rong family even if you are a performer here?"

Haitang's body shook heavily, and she managed to stand still with her hands firmly on the edge of the table. The knuckles of the fingers scratched by the strings were faintly white, but she didn't seem to feel any pain. There is nothing wrong with it. Mr. Rong, if you are here to listen to the music, please move to another place. My hand is injured and I can’t play it. If you are here to be a lobbyist, don’t waste your words, Miss Rong Died two years ago."

The anger in Rong Jin's heart suddenly jumped to Lao Gao, "Rong Yue! Why are you so stubborn?"

"I'm Haitang, not Rong Yue." Haitang deliberately ignored the unfamiliar name in his mouth, and forced back the wetness in his eyes, "Young Master Rong found the wrong person."

"Rong Yue, I know you resent father in your heart, but this is the end, do you really plan to stay in Chunfeng Tower for the rest of your life?"

Haitang closed her eyes and suppressed all the surging emotions in her heart, "Why not?"

Rong Jin still refused to give up and stood there without moving, "I have invited the best doctor to heal your face, come back with me, and I will definitely restore your previous appearance."

"Heh!" Haitang chuckled, with deep sarcasm in his eyes, "When something happens, it happens, when some damage is done, it's done. It's impossible to recover. I've made up my mind, let's go."

"But……"

"Piaoxu, see off the guests."

"Yes." Piaoxu walked up to Rong Jin, bowed and saluted, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "Young Master Rong, please."

Rong Jin was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, "Rong Yue, even if mother is seriously ill and wants to see you for the last time, are you determined not to go back?"

Her pupils shrank heavily, and Haitang's hand in her sleeve suddenly pinched into her palm. She moved her lips, her throat was dry and tight, and it took a long time for her to make a sound, "Master Rong, I still say the same thing, Rong Yue Long gone."

"Okay! Haitang! My mother-in-law has been lying on the sick bed for a long time and still keeps thinking about you, you are really good!" Rong Jin said no more, and left with his sleeves thrown away.

As soon as he left, Haitang's legs seemed to be drained of strength, and she fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Miss!" Seeing this, Piaoxu rushed to help her, but she stopped her.

"Piaoxu, you go out, I want to be alone."

Piaoxu gave her a worried look, but in the end she still left the room.

Haitang listened to the sound of closing the door, closed her eyes, and let the tears roll down from the corners of her eyes.

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)