Ten days have passed since Rong Yu was hit by an arrow. During these days, Zhuge Mingkong has been living in Prince Anling's Mansion. Rumors are everywhere in Yanyun City. They all say that when Prince Anling was injured, he approached Prince Anling and said that she did not know.

Those who are shameless are vixens.

The rumors quickly spread to the Anling Palace. Xingchen and the others tried their best to suppress the rumors. After all, they were the ones who saw it closest. Between their prince and Miss Mingkong, it was impossible to tell who approached whom first.

It’s hard to explain what’s going on between the two of them. The prince shielded her from the arrow, and Miss Mingkong stayed by her side. There was no way words could explain the relationship between the two.

Although Xingchen and the others did this, Zhuge Mingkong still heard those rumors when he helped Rong Yu take a walk in the mansion. Although the guards and maids in the mansion were respectful to Zhuge Mingkong in front of Rong Yu, they treated her with unusual contempt in their hearts.

.Coupled with the rumors outside, Zhuge Mingkong is even looked down upon.

Although she never cared about rumors, this time the rumors were related to Rong Yu. When she heard it for the first time, she felt lonely for a moment.

Rong Yu knew what she was thinking, but he didn't say anything. When he returned to the room, Zhuge Mingkong thought that she was stewing something, so he hurried to the kitchen, while Rong Yu ordered Xingchen to bring the housekeeper Bai Lao over.

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Carrying things from the kitchen, Zhuge Mingkong walked to the room. When he was about to enter and exit, Rong Yu's voice came from inside.

"Old Bai, you should know my temper. I don't like my servants to talk too much. You must be condoning the rumors in the palace!"

"Report to the prince, I do have this intention, but this is also for the good of the prince. Miss Mingkong has been staying in the prince's house for a long time. If she wants the prince to be responsible, the prince does not mean to condescend to marry her. The old slave just doesn't want the prince.

Difficult."

"Lao Bai, Rong Yu doesn't understand why you are thinking about me like this. Can you see that I am in trouble?"

"I have been following the prince for these years, so I can naturally guess some of the prince's thoughts."

"Lao Bai, you are getting old after all. Since you are starting to guess my thoughts, but I don't like others to guess me like this. Lao Bai has been away from home for a long time! Go to the accountant and pay 10,000 taels, go back!" Rong Yu's voice was still the same.

So gentle, but with a permeating coldness.

"Your Majesty, I have realized my mistake. I will never dare to do it again."

"Although you know you are wrong, I don't want to forgive you. Let's go!" Rong Yu's voice came out, and Zhuge Mingkong heard it clearly. His purpose of doing this was also very clear. He did it for her.

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Zhuge Mingkong pushed the door open and walked in. Bai Lao was just about to go out. The moment their eyes met, she saw the disbelief in Bai Lao's eyes.

Walking to the table, Zhuge Mingkong put down his things. She looked at Rong Yu and said seriously: "You don't have to be like this. Everyone in this world knows that I am not worthy of you. Bai Lao is just one of them."

"I won't praise you for being so humble." Rong Yu smiled slightly, took Zhuge Mingkong's hand, and asked her to sit opposite him. "Zhuge Mingkong, you are cuter when you are rude and arrogant."

"Your hobbies are really weird." Zhuge Mingkong brought her stew to Rong Yu, and then opened it: "This is the red date and pig heart soup I made. Didn't you lose a lot of blood? Red dates replenish blood, and

You were injured near the heart, and pig heart soup can just make up for it."

"Shape complements shape..." Rong Yu was slightly surprised. His eyes glanced at the smile in Zhuge Minggong's eyes. He picked up the spoon on one side, took a sip of soup and took a sip. "Also.

Can."

"Then you should eat more!" Zhuge Mingkong smiled slightly.

Rong Yu started to drink the soup, while Zhuge Mingkong looked at him. Sure enough, there is no other person in the world who can compare to Rong Yu's face. He is as gentle as jade, as elegant as lotus, with clear eyebrows and beautiful facial features.

, seems to be filled with the beauty of the whole world.

"Rong Yu."

"Um!"

"I'm ready to go home. If I don't go back, the dead man in our family will have to come and arrest him."

"You go back, what will I do if you use your form to make up for it?"

"Don't worry, I will send someone to deliver it to you after it is cooked in Wenhou Mansion."

"good!"

"Rong Yu!"

"Um!"

"Aren't you going to say anything to save me?"

"Stay."

"It's just three words, and it doesn't mean you beg me at all."

"If you want to stay, these three words are enough. I know you are confused, so you should go back!"

Rong Yu saw her through completely, Zhuge Ming looked at him empty-handed, then opened his hands: "I want a farewell hug."

"You are about to abandon me, and you still want to take advantage of me. You want to be nice." Rong Yu continued to drink soup, completely ignoring Zhuge Mingkong's request.

Zhuge Mingkong glared at him, stood up and prepared to leave. Looking at Rong Yu, he drank the soup gracefully, as if he was a god who did not belong to this world. Unfortunately, this god sometimes ignored her completely. Zhuge Ming

Sora walked up behind him and hugged his neck with both hands.

"Remember to eat an extra bowl when you eat. You are too thin."

"Okay!" Rong Yu's hand gently attached to the back of Zhuge Mingkong's hand. "Don't kick the quilt off when you sleep at night, or you will freeze."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Zhuge Mingkong smiled slightly and then walked out of Rong Yu's room.

After staying here for ten days, she was really reluctant to leave now. On the way, the people on the street looked at her askance. When she returned to Wenhou Mansion, the guards in front of Lian Mansion looked at her.

The look in his eyes was different, with a look of contempt.

Zhuge Mingkong didn't even want to scold him at this time. She quickly returned to Shuiyue Pavilion and collapsed on the soft couch.

"Xiao Tou, you are so famous recently! The whole Yanyun City is talking about you." Shuji, who was dressed in white on the inside and red on the outside, sat on the window of her room, looking at her with a complete smile in his eyes.

Zi now walked towards her, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and looked at her closely: "If all vixens look like you, this world will not be dominated by vixens."

"You two are quite free. Recently, when you have nothing to do, you go to the restaurant to listen to gossip. The lady finally came back, and you two are still here talking about whether you want me to seal your mouths." Ang Nuan knocked off Zi.

Then he handed the tea to Zhuge Mingkong. "But Miss, you have been very popular recently."

"It's just because of Rong Yu's glory." Zhuge Mingkong took the warm tea and drank it. Then she looked at the three of them and said, "I have decided to be with Rong Yu."

"We guessed it." Zi sat on the soft couch, stared at Zhuge Mingkong, and said: "Anyone would have thought of this after seeing your attitude towards him that day. The situation of life and death will never be the same as in ten lifetimes."

It’s like seeing a man.”

"But Xiaotou, you and Prince Anling are not suitable for each other." Shuji looked out the window, with an unknown depth in his eyes.

Shuji's words made Zhuge Mingkong's face immediately darken. She placed the teacup on the low table, played with the lid of the cup, and said, "I want to know the reason why you said that, Shuji?"

"He is too smart, he plots against you, and he cannot give you the freedom you want." Shuji said directly.

"He is that kind of person. Now that I have decided, I will accept it. As for the freedom I want, he promised me." Zhuge Mingkong smiled slightly, recalling Rong Yu's face in his mind, and there was unexpectedly something in his eyes.

There is a slight hint of happiness.

"But he..." Before Shuji could finish speaking, Annuan interrupted him.

"Shushi, Zi, you all go back to your room! The lady must be very tired from taking care of Prince Anling these days, so let her have a good rest!"

"Okay, I'll go back first." Zi left first without saying anything else.

"But..." Shuji wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Ang Nuan's wink. He got down from the window angrily, slammed the door and left.

"What is Shusi so angry about?" Zhuge Mingkong was a little confused.

Ang Nuan glanced at the door and said, "You don't know about his child's temper. Now, Miss, you just need to have a good sleep."

"Well, I'm tired too." Zhuge Mingkong closed his eyes, and Annuan brought a quilt from the bed to cover her body. Looking at Zhuge Mingkong's tired sleeping face, she sighed softly, and then walked out of the room.

and walked out.

At this time, Zhuge Mingkong, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes, then opened the door and walked out.

In Annuan's room, Shuji was hammering the table angrily. Annuan was sitting on the side to persuade him, while Zi was leaning against the wall, silent.

"Nuan Nuan, why did you stop me from talking just now?" Shuji suddenly looked at An Nuan, with huge doubts in his eyes.

Ang Nuan looked at him with a slightly cold face: "Why are you talking about this? Miss is already annoyed enough. Don't you know that although Miss doesn't say anything on the surface, she still has a grudge against those rumors in her heart? If Miss knows about this,

Doesn’t the young lady know that she is being played around like a fool?”

"But we can't let Xiao Tohru be deceived!" Although Shuji felt that Annuan's words were reasonable, he felt a little conflicted because of it.

"Let's keep this matter a secret for now and wait until the rumor and storm has passed before we tell the lady."

At this time, Zi slowly walked to the table, looked at the two of them and said, "I think it's better for us to leave this matter alone."

"Why?" Shuji was puzzled.

"That man is gambling with his life, and the goal is our village owner. Shuji, you should also know that he is alive because of luck. He did it so decisively, who do we have the right to comment on it."

"Besides, our villa owner has always held a grudge against Prince Anling since the day he divorced her four years ago. But for these four years of resentment, Prince Anling has long had a place in her heart, but

In the end, whether this position is resentment or love, we can't tell unless she. So, it's best for us to remain silent on this matter." Zi's words stunned both Shuji and Annuan, what he said was extremely correct.
Chapter completed!