Ye Fengya looked at her stubborn face and felt sad. She immediately let go of her. He knew that she would be like someone who would be like to live alone in the backyard for twenty years.

"Ye Fengya, don't you think you are very sad? You swallowed your anger and practiced in Wudang Mountain for so many years. What have you practiced? Do you dare to resist in the face of a marriage that you don't want? Is it because I used the grandfather to suppress you, or are you suppressing yourself? Do you think I refused to marry the Three Emperors because I was afraid of your threat? No! That's because I don't want it." Leng Rutong pushed him away and stood up.

"It's just like I asked you to touch you because I'm willing. If I don't want you to touch me at all, I don't want my husband to have much power and ability, but at least he can do what he promised, and he dares to resist unfair things. That's all. I have half of this room, and half of you are willing to bed, and you don't want to ask for it yourself." Leng Rutong said, brushing her sleeves and hanging on the bed. She didn't understand what she was angry about.

She was angry that Ye Fengya was so closed that she would not see her. She threw her away from the door, but she still angered him to ignore her injuries indifferently. But after thinking about it, she hated his weakness. He should not be such a weak person. If he didn't want to marry, he could refuse to marry. Even if she was disgraced, she at least thought he had a good fortune.

Ye Fengya sat there holding the teacup, and suddenly the white jade porcelain cup was pinched and made a broken sound. The broken porcelain pieces cut his palm, blood dripped down his wrist and flowed to his arms. Ye Fengya squeezed it tightly and did not let go. Even though he was so angry, his expression was still calm, and cold Rutong's words pierced his heart.

Leng Rutong had just lie down and immediately got up and took out a silk squid from under the pillow, pulled his hand and bandaged it coldly, "Are you crazy? Self-harm can solve the problem? If you really want to vent your anger and hit the empress dowager. If you don't dare, you will destroy the empress dowager and make your decision."

Ye Fengya looked straight ahead: "Leng Rutong, do you know how rude your words are? Your thousand heads are not enough for you to lose."

"If the right to speak is gone, what's the point of living?" Leng Rutong looked at his big palm with pain, which was cut with scars, and couldn't help kicking him: "What should you do if your hand is ruined? If you really want to ruin it, tell me, I'll cut it for you personally."

Leng Rutong was furious, and tears were spinning in her eyes. She also understood Ye Fengya’s helplessness. She just hoped that he could be strong and not be willing to be a national teacher like now, so that the empress dowager could understand that Ye Fengya is also their prince and grandson, and also needs care!

Ye Fengya then turned her head to look at her. Leng Rutong was afraid that he would see her cowardly, so she turned her head and shouted at the people outside: "Go and find the doctor, the seventh prince is injured." 13acv.

Manager Zhao, who had been standing outside and paying attention to the movement in the room, rushed in quickly and said with a look of distress: "Master, what's going on."

Ye Fengya looked at Leng Rutong again and stood up: "It's nothing, I'm just a little skin trauma, and ask the doctor to come to the study." Ye Fengya said and walked out. Manager Zhao looked at Leng Rutong with some reproach and followed him out, leaving Leng Rutong looking at Ye Fengya's figure. For the first time, she felt that Ye Fengya's wide back was so helpless.

The man who promised her that he would settle for her no matter what she did, it turned out that he was not strong enough to do anything, and he also had something he dared not resist. She suddenly wanted to know if she really married the third prince, would he have the courage to steal the bride and whether he dared to take her away.

Feng's heart came out. But now she could no longer know the answer. She actually felt that Leng Rutong, a miserable girl, was happier than Ye Fengya. At least she still had relatives, grandfather who was willing to recognize her, cousin who loved her, and Ye Fengya who was not strong enough to do anything.

Leng Rutong walked to the door and tied the door again. There were guards in the mansion patrol. If Ni Qianlong was released, she would be afraid that she would not be able to escape even if she was caught, because she knew Ye Fengya’s kung fu.

Leng Rutong hid on the bed and said to the person who was low on the bed: "Sleep well and I will send you out of the house tomorrow."

The person under the bed asked curiously: "Are you quarreling?" Ni Qianlong couldn't understand why this woman said that to the Seventh Prince. Was she encouraging the Seventh Prince to refuse to refuse her back? Didn't she ask to marry? What was she thinking...

And the theories she said made him ashamed. He was inferior to one person in the Kingdom of Desperation, but he never dared to say such great rebellious words. People always have helplessness in their lives. Ye Fengya is, and he is, but these seventh imperial concubines are not. She refused the third prince's three marriages and used the Tang family's gold medal to exempt him from the right to use death for the last time.

She sent her to Wudang Mountain, and was locked outside the door by her husband, and returned herself. She could still be like a ok person. The man who did not accept her was injured, but she still went to bandage him. Although her tone was cold, she could hear the concern behind her. He never knew that women could have such a stubborn side, as if they could bear all the storms. Standing at the forefront of the storm, she said to everyone: "Come on me, it's okay, I'm not afraid of anything, I'll take it!"

A woman who is more manly than a man has a glorious feeling, and her existence seems to be a mockery of many men. Ye Fengya felt this and was secretly sulking.

"Yes, you watched a good show and sleep. Don't talk to let people outside know." Leng Rutong didn't want to pay attention to him. She was in a bad mood. She was for this hereditary country, for this country with great imperial power, and for Ye Fengya's helplessness.

It was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was dawn after a while. Leng Rutong also felt sleepy and fell asleep.

The room was silent. Ni Qianlong could hear Leng Rutong's breathing. He knew that she was asleep. He worked gently, broke the clothes tied to him, carefully pushed the bed and rolled out.

Leng Rutong didn't sleep very calmly, her beautiful black eyebrows were slightly cumbersome, as if she was still feeling unhappy about the dispute just now.

Ni Qianlong smiled gently. At this time, she was not as strong as steel and iron. Ni Qianlong squatted beside the bed and observed Leng Rutong carefully. Her eyebrows and eyes did look like her, but she knew she was not her. Their personalities and behaviors were completely different.

Ni Qianlong felt that being a follower by her should not be so aggrieved. He lay on the bed and looked at Leng Rutong's face as she looked, and gradually fell asleep.

Leng Rutong opened her eyes the next day and saw Ni Qianlong's terrifying face. Looking up at her, her skin was delicate, smooth and tight, and she didn't even have a single hole. How did this man take care of her?

The perfectly outlined nose makes people feel comfortable to look at. The thin and charming lips make people want to touch them. Leng Rutong suddenly slapped himself. Even if you appreciate it, you can't really touch others. You are a married woman.

Did she miss something when she married Ye Fengya so early? She missed the opportunity to fuck a handsome man. Life is short and she enjoys the most. Why did she bury herself into a marriage? It was a marriage that was in name only? Alas... it was all caused by love.

Unfortunately, the husband didn't understand him at all and refused blindly. When Leng Rutong thought of it, he felt bored.

"Hey, handsome man, it's time to wake up. You'll fall asleep like this again. Be careful that my aunt is so flirting with you." Leng Rutong gently pushed Ni Qianlong's forehead.

Ni Qianlong slowly moved the beautiful eyelashes like a shell fan, opened his beautiful eyes and gave her a charming smile: "Good."

"You were too tall, who allowed you to sleep here, how could you untickle the bondage?" Did people in ancient times have magical powers? She tied knots and could still make him break free.

"This, the internal strength was slightly shaken." Ni Qianlong said it for granted, but Leng Rutong knew that he wanted to tell her that he was not capable of running away, but he just didn't run away.

Leng Rutong didn't want to say anything, so she jumped out of bed and said, "You have the ability, my aunt is going to change her clothes, please get out of bed." Ni Qianlong rolled in with a sensible impression. He actually felt that he was willing to accept her orders. Is this a tendency to abuse her?

Leng Rutong took her clothes and went behind the screen, quickly changed it out, opened the door and called Xiang Si and sat in front of the dressing table: "I'll go back to the door today, wait for you to pretend to be a servant and go out with me. We will see you at Baihualou tonight. Starting today, you have to keep your promise."

"Why do you want to meet in Baihua Tower?" Ni Qianlong was puzzled.

"You will naturally understand then." Leng Rutong said, showing a thief smile on her face.

Xiangsi brought the water to wash in. After finishing her work, they left the room for dinner. Ni Qianlong quickly climbed out of the bed and flipped left and right in the room for a while, without any clues. No wonder the Seventh Princess was so relieved that he was alone in the room.

After an hour, Leng Rutong came into the room, threw away his set of servant clothes and asked him to change it, and asked him to move the boxes of ginseng on the desk, and then went out.

No one suspected him, because he was following Leng Rutong, so he successfully left the Seventh Prince's Mansion and got on the carriage prepared by Leng Rutong. Leng Rutong also got on. Just as the carriage was about to drive away, he heard Ye Fengya's voice coming from the door: "Where are you going so early?"

Leng Rutong cried out in a dark voice, and Ye Fengya came out too.

"Go back to the door, you don't even want to worship me in the hall, so naturally you don't dare to bother you. I'll just go back alone." Leng Rutong lifted the curtain and calmly said, telling him that I was going back to the door. You were not qualified to go, and you didn't need to go. But you must not find that there is Ni Qianlong in the carriage.
Chapter completed!