Chapter 64 - 3#

“Why are you suddenly so cold to me? Did the Prince say something to you?”

Huang Fu couldn’t understand.

He encountered many troubles along the way, all solved by Ah Xing, so he naturally trusted him and unconsciously relied on him. Now suddenly rejected by Ah Xing, how could he be willing?

“I taught you before, firstly because of the Prince’s order, and secondly because I felt guilty.” Ah Xing said coldly, “But if you are just a hopeless Adou, why waste my efforts?”

Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix.

The son of a mouse can dig holes.

Although these words are somewhat biased, they do have some truth when applied to Huang Fu.

If he truly took the blood feud to heart, valuing it more than his own life, he would never behave like this.

Sure enough, it is the Huang family’s bloodline.

Equally thin and cool.

…

The afternoon imperial palace carried a rare warm sun. On the martial arts field, someone was paralyzed on the ground, motionless.

Until someone suddenly said a sentence.

“What did you say?” Mao Zishi rolled over and sat up directly from the ground, “Why did he want to come to the capital?”

Old Dean Chen wanted to come to the capital.

In Mao Zishi’s view, there was no need at all. The old dean was already old, tired from travel. Coming to the capital, wouldn’t it be easy for something to happen?

Plus, the Empress Dowager was eyeing him covetously.

Even if someone was watching, it didn’t mean it was foolproof.

If something really happened, Mao Zishi would probably never be able to let go.

Ning Hongru said calmly: “He has already been persuaded back by Lord Chen.”

As for why he came… Ha, need to say more?

Nothing more than because of the recent movements in the capital, afraid that Emperor Jingyuan would involve himself.

This old dean always felt guilty towards this emperor grandson.

Mao Zishi lay down again upon hearing this.

He didn’t mind the ground being dirty.

Just now, he accompanied Emperor Jingyuan for a good practice.

Called practice, it was actually him being beaten unilaterally.

Mao Zishi’s skills were good, similar to Emperor Jingyuan, but after all, he didn’t have the Emperor’s terrifying talent and still couldn’t beat him.

Mao Zishi always knew his place and never thought he could really beat Emperor Jingyuan, so naturally he didn’t plan to compete with him.

But he didn’t, the Emperor did.

Now that Emperor Jingyuan finished practicing and went to bathe and change clothes, Mao Zishi lay on the ground like a dead fish, pondering a serious question.

What craziness has Emperor Jingyuan been up to recently?

Feeling depressed, he actually didn’t kill people, but came to ravage him instead? Every move was fatal, but didn’t really hurt him, obviously just venting.

Venting on him?

Mao Zishi felt his life was miserable just thinking about this.

Ning Hongru said lightly: “Lord Mao guessed wrong.”

Mao Zishi sat up again: “Then it can’t be because he is happy, right?”

Ning Hongru smiled but didn’t speak.

Mao Zishi rolled his eyes. He hated mysterious people like Ning Hongru the most, either say it or don’t say it.

Who speaks half a sentence?

He jumped up, patted his knees, “Originally I entered the palace, besides those movements in the fiefs, I also wanted to talk about Huang Changcun’s matter. However, presumably His Majesty should already know.”

Huang Changcun, the current head of the Huang family, died suddenly last night on a woman’s belly.

This was a very undignified way to die.

Ordinary families, even if such a thing really happened, would cover it up and not let others know. But the Huang family, after declining, was already strong in appearance but weak inside, yet still wanted to put on the airs of the past and follow the expenses of the past.

No money but pretending, this inevitably made the servants slack and disloyal.

Such a family simply couldn’t hide words.

Today, rumors about Huang Changcun had already spread all over the streets and alleys.

This sounded like a joke.

Mao Zishi said meanly: “Such a person is sinister and vicious, yet has no ability. Dying early is also a good thing for the Huang family.”

It seems the Empress Dowager hated him extremely, actually using such a method.

If Huang Changcun really had ability, he wouldn’t maintain the Huang family’s former airs. Now, this hypocritical persistence only made people feel absurd and laughable.

“If you care so much about the Huang family, why don’t you share their worries and solve their difficulties?”

Accompanied by a faint dampness, Emperor Jingyuan’s voice rang from behind. That heavy momentum pressed Mao Zishi to smile awkwardly, not even lifting his head.

“How dare this subject. Your Majesty, this subject is covered in dirt, better not stain your eyes. Now, immediately, this subject will go wash up.”

After saying this, Mao Zishi quickly walked towards the eunuch on the side, quickly asking him to lead the way out.

Ning Hongru took a step forward, adjusted Emperor Jingyuan’s belt, and whispered: “Your Majesty, news came from Prince Ping.”

Emperor Jingyuan said indifferently: “Granted.”

Obviously, the Emperor knew why Prince Ping submitted the request.

Ning Hongru hesitated to speak. Emperor Jingyuan glanced at him, “Speak if you have something to say.”

Ning Hongru: “Although Prince Ping’s request is normal. But Your Majesty, if Prince Ping’s power grows, then in the future…”

“If he has the heart and ability to pull Us down, wouldn’t it be better?” Emperor Jingyuan said coldly, “That would be more interesting.”

…Oh Your Majesty, not everything can be interesting.

Emperor Jingyuan glanced at Ning Hongru, found him still frowning, just shook his head expressionlessly, and walked out.

Ning Hongru honestly stayed where he was.

He didn’t react immediately. After a while, he realized that even if Prince Ping’s power grew, his fief was exactly a strategic location.

If Prince Ping rose up, the first one Prince Rui would guard against would be him.

Ning Hongru pondered while inadvertently recalling Emperor Jingyuan’s clothes just now.

The Emperor’s changed attire clearly meant he was going to find Jingzhe.

Who could have guessed that in this relationship, Emperor Jingyuan would actually be the one despised?

Clingy.

Truly deadly.

…

Rong Jiu is an indifferent person.

Whoever meets him has to say this. Jingzhe’s friends, anyone who has seen Rong Jiu, would privately think his aura is too strong and his personality too cold.

No matter how much beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, Jingzhe couldn’t possibly think he is a person passionate like fire. He knew what Rong Jiu looked like from the beginning, and of course didn’t expect him to become friendly and gentle.

Only towards Jingzhe, Rong Jiu has always been patient.

…But, no matter what, Jingzhe never thought about what a terrible thing it would be when Rong Jiu really became “passionate like fire”.

In recent days, Jingzhe could see Rong Jiu almost anywhere, anytime.

As long as he had nothing to do.

At first it was a surprise, but after many times, it became a fright.

Jingzhe was very heartbroken.

Continuing like this, he felt his heart might not be able to stand it.

Just as Rong Jiu appeared again, Jingzhe looked left and right, found no one, then dragged the man into a corner and said through gritted teeth: “Rong Jiu, you can’t be like this.”

“Can’t see you?” Rong Jiu raised his eyebrows, “That’s impossible.”

Look, he immediately knew what Jingzhe was saying, clearly knowing the trouble caused!

Jingzhe: “But you also can’t be so, unscrupulous.”

He didn’t think meeting was a bad thing, but being so clingy was also a bit strange.

Previously meeting only three times a month, although Jingzhe felt it was little, he also felt safe.

Now Rong Jiu was unscrupulous, coming whenever he wanted, meeting to his heart’s content, but Jingzhe was frightened endlessly.

He still had work to do!

Jingzhe decided to reason with Rong Jiu.

“Meeting normally is fine, but if you come every time without saying hello, it’s also very easy for something to happen to me.” Jingzhe said, “If the frequency is high, how should I explain to the Director?”

Once Rong Jiu comes, Jingzhe’s time will be occupied by him, then what about the things at hand?

Rong Jiu admitted his mistake and nodded yes, then raised a crucial question.

“Then how should I inform you?”

Jingzhe was silent for a moment.

He couldn’t possibly send a message to Zheng Hong every time, and then let Zheng Hong tell Jingzhe.

If he really did this, then no matter how dull Zheng Hong was, he would definitely notice something wrong with their relationship.

Jingzhe: “Let’s not mention this for now, but you have duties, it’s impossible to have so much time… Are you skipping work?”

Rong Jiu: “…No.”

Jingzhe frowned suspiciously: “No? Then why did you hesitate?”

“No one will say anything.” Rong Jiu said slowly.

Jingzhe: “…It’s that no one dares to say anything.”

Rong Jiu looked at him expressionlessly.

Just inexplicably drooping his eyes, as if even his brows revealed a sense of dejection.

As if Jingzhe was very cold-blooded and ruthless.

He scratched his ears, a bit troubled, a bit amused.

Asking himself honestly, Rong Jiu’s frequent visits would definitely disturb Jingzhe, but if he didn’t like it in his heart, he wouldn’t have delayed again and again until he had to speak clearly before biting the bullet to discuss with Rong Jiu.

Clearly a tall and indifferent appearance, like a ferocious beast, yet always thinking about and chasing him all the time. That paranoid and terrible emotion, almost drowning people, was so thick that it almost submerged Jingzhe.

Jingzhe’s reason desperately held him back, preventing him from blurting out “Then do whatever you want”.

Jingzhe!

You must be the more sober one of the two!

Jingzhe cheered himself on frantically in his heart, so as not to be bewitched by Rong Jiu’s beauty.

“I think the previous method was good, just that dates ending in five are too few. In the future, we can change to dates ending in five and ten, allowing more meeting time, and also preventing me from being caught off guard?” Jingzhe said softly.

Rong Jiu: “Too few.”

Jingzhe widened his eyes at this insatiable bad thing, “Then how many times do you want?”

Rong Jiu said critically: “Daily.”

He would try his best to make time every day, so they could meet every day.

Jingzhe showed an awkward but polite smile and stepped on Rong Jiu’s foot very hard.

Very greedy, how could they meet every day!

Jingzhe suddenly suspected that Rong Jiu mentioned Qianming Palace repeatedly before, wasn’t he planning to get him over there so they could meet every day?

Rong Jiu showed a hypocritical smile: “Isn’t this quite good?”

You scoundrel.

Jingzhe made a decision very ruthlessly and mercilessly.

“On days ending in three, six, and nine every month, I will wait for you.”

For the rest of the time, even if Rong Jiu came to find him, he would be hard-hearted and definitely not meet him!

Rong Jiu agreed readily.

This instead made Jingzhe a bit flustered, afraid that this person would send him a big “surprise” again.

Rong Jiu’s dark eyes carried a little strange brightness, casually stroking Jingzhe’s temple hair.

Jingzhe was afraid of being known by others.

Then having set the rules for the day, he naturally should abide by them.

…Then after nightfall, what he wanted to do, Jingzhe couldn’t say anything more.

Jingzhe didn’t know what Rong Jiu was thinking, but his heart was still bitter.

With more meeting time, it was inevitable to be bewitched by Rong Jiu’s face. Food and sex are human nature… Jingzhe had already worked very hard, very hard to sweat!

He was a person who strictly followed doctor’s orders.

Not only did he comply, but he also had to make Rong Jiu comply well.

Abstinence, abstinence.

Jingzhe recited it calmly a hundred times, and then ran several more laps around the yard every day.

But why couldn’t he suppress that strange impulse!

Jingzhe was so angry.

Sure enough, blame Rong Jiu!