Out of the corner of his eye, he just caught a glimpse of Qi Jue's back getting on the carriage, and it was as if a firecracker had been set on fire.
"Why is King Dingbei here again? Sir, did he abduct Miss Yan again? Brother, don't worry, I will snatch Miss Yan back right away!"
With that said, Ming Zizhan rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight.
However, he was stopped by Ming Xingjian. Ming Zizhan was so angry that smoke was coming out of his nostrils, "Brother, King Dingbei came to our door to snatch people and ride on your head. How can you bear this tone?"
Are you going down? No matter who the prince or grandson is, fight first and then talk about it. If anything happens, I will bear it alone!"
"Zizhan, apart from our house, are there other places that can make sugar steamed cakes?"
The topic jumped so fast that Ming Zizhan was confused, "What? Brother, what are you doing with the sugar steamed cake? This snack was developed when our grandmother was still alive. Except for our Ming family, everyone else
Of course there is no such place."
"But just now, King Dingbei said that the palace also has this snack."
However, Qi Jue hadn't finished speaking at that time, and Ming Xingjian was confused. Before he could ask more questions, Yan Mingzhu followed Qi Jue and left in a hurry.
"There is also one in Dingbei Prince's Palace? The names must be similar, maybe homophones? Brother, you must have heard the difference. Oh, brother, your focus is wrong. Is now the time to worry about eating? Your future wife will follow others.
The man ran away!"
Ming Zizhan had a look of hatred that iron could not become steel, and he wished he could go on stage to chase people for Ming Xingjian.
"Miss Yan wants to follow King Dingbei, in what capacity can I stop her?"
Ming Zizhan choked and scratched his face, "It's all my father's fault. He chased Miss Yan and asked questions, which scared everyone away. Brother, if you can't marry Miss Yan, it's your father who's holding you back."
Ming Xingjian patted the back of his head and said, "Nothing big or small."
Here, Yan Mingzhu saw that Qi Jue's face seemed unhappy, so she took the initiative to talk to him first: "Why did your highness appear in Ming Mansion?"
"It's not someone who ate me, and then ran away with other men. If I don't arrest him personally, I'm afraid she will be unhappy."
Yan Mingzhu, who was promoted to a scumbag: "..."
Qi Jue's resentful tone was as if Yan Mingzhu had really cheated on her, making her dumbfounded for a moment, "I went to the Ming Mansion to do business..."
"Why don't you ask me for the money? In your eyes, I am the one who is short of those few hundred taels of silver?"
Qi Jue was angry not because Yan Mingzhu went to Ming's house, nor because she interacted with Ming Xingjian, but because she didn't go to him immediately when she was in trouble, but went to Ming's house instead.
He originally thought that he was special in Yan Mingzhu's heart. After all, she took the initiative to kiss him last night, even though it was just a touch between her eyebrows.
But it was still a kiss, which showed that she was not without feelings for him. But when she turned around, she asked other men for help, so who was he?
"It was just an accident that I went to Ming Mansion. It happened that Master Ming and Ayu met me at Ming Yuexuan. Since they were friends, they offered to help me. They had no other intentions.
Of course I know that His Highness is the most generous, but after all, I don’t have any special relationship with His Highness, so how can I ask you for help over and over again?”
Originally, Yan Mingzhu would not care about such a trivial matter, let alone get angry, but for some reason, after hearing Qi Jue's questioning and distrustful tone, she felt inexplicably angry.
After explaining, Yan Mingzhu didn't want to stay any longer, "Since His Highness saw me angry, I'd better not ask for trouble. Feiyu, please stop the car..."
Yan Mingzhu stood up, raised the curtain halfway, and wanted to ask Feiyu to stop the car.
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, his waist was held tightly by a strong arm, and in the next instant, his entire body was carried away.
As she fell into the man's generous embrace, the other man quickly changed his position and pressed her down on the bench, supporting her with both hands on the left and right sides, condescendingly holding her firmly within the square inch.
Qi Jue sighed slightly, "I just said one sentence, and you became so angry that you even tried to distance yourself from me. I have never seen you with such a bad temper."
No one has ever dared to show off in front of Qi Jue, not even Emperor Zhao, let alone others.
Only this little girl was so lawless that she even jumped out of anger.
"I just have a bad temper and can't bear to hear a bad word. Your Highness thinks I'm pretentious and troublesome, so why are you still holding on to me? Let me go. From now on, we will go back to our own way without interfering with each other!"
Not only is he hot-tempered, he is also lawless. If others heard this, their courage would be shattered.
But instead of being afraid, she stared at him blatantly and kicked him while talking.
What could Qi Jue do? In the end, naturally he had to bow his head first. Who told him to put her at the top of his heart? Even if he indulged her and became arrogant, he was used to it.
"When did I say that you are pretentious and troublesome? We have to be conscientious when speaking. What I meant from beginning to end is just to show that if you have any trouble, I will solve it for you."
The man's eyes, which were always cold, seemed to be filled with spring scenery at this moment, only her figure was clearly reflected.
Probably because the man's gaze was so gentle, Yan Mingzhu was filled with inexplicable anger, which suddenly subsided.
She turned her head away and did not look at him, "Who are you? Why should I let you help me solve my troubles? I have hands, feet and brains. I don't need to rely on anyone..."
Before she had a chance to finish her words, the man pinched her chin with his long fingertips and turned her face again.
Before Yan Mingzhu could react, Qi Jue lowered his head and kissed her.
He kissed it very finely and softly, as if he was holding something extremely cherished, taking it as his own little by little, imprinting his own mark on it.
This was the first time that Yan Mingzhu was kissed by Qi Jue in a conscious state.
In her two lifetimes, she has never had sex with a man, let alone kissed anyone.
She usually likes to have everything in the palm of her hand, but at this moment she has no ability to think at all. She just feels that her whole body is weak from being kissed, and she doesn't even have the strength to move a finger.
This feeling is very novel, with a lingering suffocation, like duckweed on the sea, rising and falling, but it is irresistible.
But obviously, Yan Mingzhu didn't know how to breathe during kissing, so after a while, she started to struggle slightly due to suffocation.
Qi Jue then left a little, and when he spoke again, his tone was hoarse and restrained: "It's me, I want you to rely on me."