"No, you're so hateful!" Rong Yanran was helpless with him. Her face was burning, but she couldn't avoid the heat source of Luo Ziheng.

His voice had a unique magnetism and unconcealed pride. "Yan'er, some people's ideas only exist in their hearts, while others just used actions. I think you are the former and I am the latter, and the essence is the same. Do you think, in comparison, which kind of person can't get on the table? Or..."

"Shut up!" Rong Yanran couldn't say anything about him, and her raindrop-like fists kept hitting him.

Luo Ziheng did not dodge, firmly imprisoning her who wanted to escape. Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, clear and bright, and there was anger, shyness, and helplessness in her watery eyes. The eyes with rich expressions were more attractive than the same coldness before. It was the clearness that could be seen at a glance, which made him more eager to carve his figure in the dark pupils.

"Luo Ziheng, you are too much. Don't think I can't beat you. If I take medicine, you have to beg for mercy in front of me..." Yanran's red lips opened and closed, and on her fair and jade-like face, it was beautiful and enchanting, with a seductive luster.

Luo Ziheng's actions followed her inner desire and pressed on her lips, trying to bite her hard, but tried his best to make her move gentle.

Rong Yanran suddenly opened her eyes wide because of her sudden kiss. The black and white were clearly distinguished. She pushed him a few times in a tangle, but she didn't move at all, so she slowly closed her eyes.

It was not until he felt that the gas in his lungs seemed to be absorbed, that Luo Ziheng let her go without feeling. She breathed heavily, but he still looked at her with a smile on the corners of his lips, not affected by anyone at all.

Rong Yanran felt unbalanced and pushed him angrily: "How many people have you ever kissed? Why are you so skilled?"

Luo Ziheng grabbed her hand and smiled: "Yan'er, this is something that men know innately. At present, I have only kissed you alone, and you alone in the future."

Rong Yanran took it for granted: "You can only marry me? You won't be ambiguous with other women, right?" She said this quickly, and suddenly she remembered a very important question. Many men in ancient times had three wives and four concubines, "You don't want to take a concubine, right?"

Luo Ziheng was tidying her hair and asked casually: "What if I accept you?"

Rong Yanran's heart twitched for a moment, and she felt his smile change, and her tone became firm and stiff: "If that's the case, don't mess with me. I'll make it clear now. If you want to be with me, then I can only be alone in this life, otherwise," she approached him, completely losing her usual innocent appearance, her eyes firm and cold, "Just get out of here!"

Luo Ziheng's heart trembled because of her rare sharp eyes, but his words were not painful: "I thought you would find a way to deal with other women and knock them away. You gave up so easily."

Yanran replied, "If you refuse to give your heart to me alone, but keep wanting to have more women's love, you are not worthy of my efforts for you. On the contrary, if you are wholeheartedly devoted to me, then no matter whether you are a wealthy young master or a displaced beggar, I will never leave you. Speaking of this, I seem to have forgotten to ask you, are there any other women around you?"

She had already pulled out the hand he held, trying to make her tone as ordinary as chat, but the inadvertent tremolo reveals her tension and fear at the moment. She has never thought about this issue for a long time. In her worldview, things that are ordinary may subvert other people's thinking when they come here.

Luo Ziheng looked at her little nervous look, but she was full of unquestionable determination and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'll only be with you in my life." He held her in his arms and silently said sorry in his heart, to her in front of him and to the woman in the distance.

I deceived her because I loved her too much, and I couldn't give her my heart to her no matter what.

Rong Yanran retreated in fear and leaned against his chest. She thought that after this heart-to-heart talk, she should be more at ease, but for some reason, she felt a little uneasy inexplicably. The current situation could not tolerate her thinking too much. After staying for a while, she went back to pack up her things and went down the mountain with Luo Ziheng and the other two.

Luo Ziheng's open company gave Murong Xiang a meaningful smile. Fortunately, he also counted this in the plan, but he couldn't have a good chat with Xiaoliu.

Rong Yanran had learned to ride a horse and refused to take a car. She fought with Luo Ziheng and others all the way, and entered the capital in two days. Because of the prince, Rong Yanran was much more restrained and did not scream.

However, when her hearty laughter floated into Murong Xiang's ears, his simple and happy appearance often made him feel illusioned. This is not Xiao Liu, who was carefully trained, but a person who looks exactly the same as her, but will it be the same again? This should be just the surface. Who knows what she is thinking in her heart?

Rong Yanran was accompanied by Luo Ziheng and others along the way, and she was free to visit and joke. But not long after entering the capital, Ouyang Chen said a few words in his ear. Luo Ziheng's face changed slightly. He told Rong Yanran that he had left for a while and would come back soon.

Rong Yanran nodded and agreed. Seeing him riding his horse quickly, people on both sides of the street were hiding, and couldn't help but complain: This guy is too unethical. When he comes back, he must educate him well and train him to become a role model for a husband that everyone praises.

She thought alone, and Ouyang Chen came to her and said, "It's not far from the Prime Minister's Mansion. Think carefully about how to ease your relationship with the Prime Minister."

Rong Yanran looked at him with a look and thought to herself: How could the father and daughter have an overnight revenge? "Don't worry, I know it."

Although I was very sure, as I got closer to the prime minister's mansion, Yanran's heart became a little nervous, not as confident as she was at the beginning.

While she was wandering outside the sky, a lively crowd on the street saw them coming. Not only did they not disperse, but they came over with drums and drums. They were majestic. Ouyang Chen immediately realized that these people wanted to disperse them and Rong Yanran, so he flew over and took her off and landed on the roof not far away.
Chapter completed!