040] I intend to give him the appointment of Ting Ting
The Ruoyouruowu aura lingering around her was unique to Huarong. It was clear and shallow, but she couldn't ignore its existence. She even felt a little familiar. Involuntarily, the scene of the night when she was attacked in front of Zhou's house was in Tang Jinse's mind.
emerge in.
She originally wanted to turn a deaf ear to his words, but after thinking about it, she said again: "Not at all. Fifth Master, please hire someone else." Her tone was unfamiliar and she kept a distance from each other.
Most of the people around were attracted by the situation on the stage. After all, as a Daqi native, they still don’t want to see things that damage the country’s reputation happen. Many of them have already stood up and surrounded the stage.
The rows of tables and chairs suddenly seemed empty.
Dressed in white and frosty, Huarong stood quietly behind Tang Jinse, as gentle and moist as a piece of jade, exuding innate nobility, unassuming but unable to conceal her splendor.
His deep phoenix eyes were like a calm pool, nothing could make waves. At this moment, he looked at everything happening on the stage without any emotional changes. His eyes never left, but his words were addressed to Tang Jinse.
"What if I say that the Queen intends to grant Beting to me?" The voice is still as sweet and clear as usual, but it always feels a little bit different, like a light feather falling leisurely on the lake surface with minimal ripples.
His eyes were clear, but the darkness behind them was like a bottomless abyss. He was obviously a peerless young man as gentle as jade, but he exuded a sense of mystery that was beyond this world.
Tang Jinse was slightly taken aback by his sudden words. Her hand that was originally holding the tea cup stopped and put it to her lips, and her eyes couldn't help but fall to Pingting on the stage.
The time was short, and she suddenly came back to her senses. She slowly put down the tea cup, held it in her hands, and felt the warmth that was conveyed to her.
She looked at the fragrant tea leaves swirling in the cup, and raised a faint sarcasm on her lips, "Really? Then I will congratulate the Fifth Master in advance."
The two of them sat and stood, looking everywhere, and it didn't look like they were talking to each other at all.
There was a moment of silence, and the sound of footsteps was accompanied by the breeze of the swaying brocade robe. Tang Jinse thought that Huarong walked away in good faith, but unexpectedly, he sat directly next to her.
At the same time, the palms of her hands felt cold, and he took the tea cups she was holding in both hands.
"The word Tianjia is synonymous with helplessness." Hua Rong's voice was very soft, even a little leisurely.
However, with such a tone, Tang Jinse knew that Hua Rong was not as relaxed as he appeared, because she agreed with what he said.
As the saying goes, good families have scriptures that are difficult to recite. Ordinary families also have many helpless places. What's more, the deep palace of Tianjia is full of intrigues, rights and desires coexist, and there are too many restrictions.
Isn't she also in a helpless situation? Because of this, what she longs for is freedom, and what she wants is freedom. But in less than a year, she will marry into Prince Rong's palace, and she will be further and further away from freedom.
Thinking of this, Tang Jinse became angry. She stretched out her hand to snatch the cup from Hua Rong's hand, drank the tea in the cup cleanly, and stared at him sideways. Besides, this man could not tell how many wives and concubines he had, and maybe his son could do it.
After all, she will become a mother directly after marrying her.
The corners of her lips slowly raised, Huarong smiled, and it was as warm as spring flowers blooming.
He stared at Tang Jinse with bottomless eyes, his eyes sparkling, "Sese." His voice was so pleasant that it made people's hearts tingle.