"Mm... Ouch..."
Zhongli Mingye! Looking at the red marks all over her body, Song Jinyu tried hard to hold back the urge to cry. With the smiles of Niaoniao and Micui, she got out of bed.
But as soon as she stood up, her legs went weak. Micui was quick - eyed and quick - handed and managed to catch her just in time.
Her beautiful eyes were misty, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly, looking extremely pitiful. That scoundrel had gently blown into her earlobe yesterday, saying, "My love... I'll make you unable to get out of bed."
Sure enough, the retribution had come! If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have taken the initiative...
Don't be fooled by his seemingly pure and detached appearance in public. In fact... cough cough... Song Jinyu supported her sore waist and murmured non - stop.
After soaking in the scented bath, she finally felt better. She diluted some jasmine rouge.
Niaoniao led a group of young maids to do her makeup. "Princess, the King of Zhongzhou is here!"
Ming Ruyi is here?
Why would he come at this time... She felt a bit nervous. Since the last time she met him in Liuyun Pavilion and was severely "punished" by Zhongli Mingye, she had felt something was strange.
These days, after much thought, she remembered what He Yi had said about Ming Ruyi showing special favor to another woman. For some reason, she felt that woman might be herself.
If that was really the case, Song Jinyu had to think about her relationship with Ming Ruyi.
But... no matter what... she still had to meet him.
As soon as Ming Ruyi entered the room, he smelled a faint fragrance of jasmine. Song Jinyu stood up and bowed. "Greetings, Uncle Royal..."
Uncle Royal? He frowned slightly. When did this woman change her address? He concealed his disappointed emotions.
"The situation in the capital is tense now. If he goes to the battlefield. This king..."
"I will surely take good care of you..." It was you, not the Prince Yu's Mansion.
Micui came in with tea and stood beside Song Jinyu.
"Uncle Royal..." The words Song Jinyu wanted to say suddenly got stuck in her throat. She didn't want to get involved in the rivalry among these men. It's just...
"Please try these wire - drawn pastries!"
He picked up a piece and tasted it. It was slightly sweet. He didn't like it, but he didn't want to disappoint her, so he swallowed it with the tea in his hand. "These were sent by Shuang'er early this morning... She has fallen in love with making pastries recently."
He sighed. "She picked the best ones and sent them here. You should try more..." After saying this, Song Jinyu immediately regretted it!
Because Ming Ruyi put the teacup on the table a bit forcefully. "If you don't want to eat them, you can just throw them away. Why force others?"
There was a hidden meaning in his words. She wasn't stupid and naturally understood what he meant. She opened her mouth, and as her eyes fluttered, it seemed that mist was about to overflow. Now... she had already understood his feelings.
Ming Ruyi looked at the woman in front of him. Today, there was a bit more charm between her eyebrows. As the years passed, her former greenness had faded, and her elegance was fully revealed.
No wonder Zhongli Mingye had hidden her even more deeply.
His eyes were unfathomable, and the atmosphere in the room was strange. The pearl curtain outside the room gently clinked. A man came in, bringing the moisture of the morning dew.
He saw at a glance that Song Jinyu was pouring a cup of tea for Ming Ruyi. Her slender and fair fingers on the green jade teapot complemented each other perfectly and looked extremely beautiful.
"Uncle Royal, what a leisurely mood!"
Damn it. As soon as he returned to the capital, without even going back to the palace to pay respects to Empress Dowager Ming, he came straight to his mansion.
Song Jinyu felt a bit guilty. She really wanted to say, "It's none of my business. Your uncle came, and I had to receive him." But unfortunately,
Although the man had a cold face, his reaction wasn't as intense as last time. "Nephew's place is filled with fragrant breezes. It's really a blessed land now." Ming Ruyi's lips curled up in a smile, but his eyes were dark and unclear.
After the two of them went to the study's secret room, Song Jinyu finally let out a sigh of relief.
Seeing that she was absent - minded, Micui served breakfast. "Princess, please have some food first..."
"Okay..."
She ate absent - mindedly and felt inexplicably flustered. Song Jinyu suddenly realized that she was no longer the old her. When did she start getting flustered over such a small thing?
Just as she was thinking, Niaoniao came in holding a large bunch of red apricots and said with a smile, "Look, these red apricots are blooming so beautifully!"
"The prince said that these red apricots match you perfectly...!" Her eyes widened. "Hey...!" She couldn't eat breakfast anymore.
A red apricot peeks over the wall?
Sure enough, he was a narrow - minded man. "Put them aside!"
After the uncle and nephew finished their conversation, "Uncle Royal, everyone in the capital knows that Rong Shuang'er is waiting for you to marry her."
Before Ming Ruyi could say anything, he immediately added another sentence, "Jinyu and Rong Shuang'er are close friends. Why don't you let her help you make a match?"
"... Don't bother her. This king has his own plans!" Even with his good temper, he couldn't pretend anymore.
One had to admit that if you were a step late, you would miss out on everything.
His eyes swept over the main courtyard. Ming Ruyi suddenly felt that a big part of his heart was empty, as if it could never be filled in this lifetime.
Zhongli Mingye stared coldly at Song Jinyu.
"What are you looking at?"
"When he came, could I just drive him away?" Song Jinyu retreated step by step under the coldness in his eyes. This man was so unreasonable. He had told her yesterday to turn to Ming Ruyi if she had something to do, but today when the man came, he acted like this.
He reached out his hand and caressed her jade - like face.
His fingertips gently slid across her cherry - like lips, rubbing them ambiguously. Slowly, his hand slid down and firmly grasped her jade - like neck in his palm.
His fingertips pressed on her strong pulse, and his eyes were both infatuated and cold. Song Jinyu felt that she was about to freeze to death.
"This king has said before that if you dare to betray this king, we'll go to hell together!"
He spat out these words indifferently, which was completely different from the infatuated man from yesterday. Song Jinyu couldn't bear it anymore and struggled out of his grasp. "When have I ever betrayed you?" Zhongli Mingye closed his eyes to dispel the uneasiness in his heart. His loss of composure today started when he saw the way Ming Ruyi looked at her.
She was a bit sad because of his words, and her eyes turned red. Pouting, she sat on the couch. "Get out of here!" In a fit of anger, she swept the green jade teapot to the ground.
The fragments flew up, and the atmosphere became stagnant.
Zhongli Mingye knew that he had really angered her today. He put away his previous harshness. He reached out and grabbed her up. "Let go of me!"
Stepping on the broken jade pieces, he threw her onto the couch forcefully. Fortunately, in spring, the couch was thickly padded, so she didn't get hurt.
"Don't...!"
Watching him take off his outer robe with her own eyes, Song Jinyu became even more dissatisfied. Tears welled up in her eyes. She had just been angry. And this man...
Her flustered appearance in those unfathomable phoenix eyes was even more alluring.
"Ouch..."
Song Jinyu sobbed and took a breath. "I... Mm..." These days, he had become more and more fond of pestering her.
Gradually, the woman exuded a peach - like tenderness. If her former greenness was irresistible, now her peach - like sweetness was even more heart - tickling.
Zhongli Mingye was a man of action. The little woman's tears, like precious jade, stimulated him even more.
He just managed to hold her slender waist, and his lips fell on her body like gentle rain, making her gasp for breath and lose her senses, forgetting the unpleasantness just now.