Chapter 50
Rong Xiangmian’s heart was suddenly filled with mixed feelings, unable to say a word.
Liu pointed at them, furious: “Who are you threatening?!”
Zhou Xian Yang nodded: “Do not dare, it is Wangfei and this king ears and eyes of the father-in-law of the Lord’s heart of the most filial piety only.”
“You …… scoundrel!” Liu simply have not seen him so not afraid of death, but also on the basis of not afraid of death, to force them to give in.
The real is not biological, these common people son common people daughter, wings hard to turn back to deal with their own!
On the first day of the return to Ning, the party ended unhappily.
Rong Xiangmei was in the carriage, looking tired. Zhou Xian Yang leaned her in his arms and whispered, “Don’t worry, your mother will soon be moved to the ancestral tomb.”
“Really?” Rong Xiangmian was unsure, “My father is a man who values his reputation and is afraid that people will say he is unfilial.”
“I promise you, there will be results in three days at the latest, don’t worry.” Zhou Xian Yang said, rubbing her shoulders, adding to the credibility of his words.
Rong Xiangmian looked at the slightly sliding knot in his throat, and resisted the urge to poke him: “Thank you for taking the trouble, my concubine is unable to return the favor.”
“Hm?” Zhou Xian Yang wondered, after yesterday, the two of them were a lot closer, talking to each other as you and I, why are they suddenly so different?
“Today, I accidentally offended Her Highness, and Her Highness seems to be angry. Is it because when third sister saluted, I addressed her improperly? Or blame me for not playing polo with her before?”
Without mentioning it, Rong Xiang Xiang’s ravings in his drunken dreams come back to mind. She leaves King Yu’s embrace, “I wouldn’t dare.”
Knowing that he couldn’t get anything out of her, Zhou Xian Yang didn’t say anything more. After returning to the palace, he calls Fei Xue, who was with him today, to ask her what her problems are with the third girl.
Feixue’s mother was Rong Xiangmei’s nursemaid, Wei Mama, so she had a lot of respect among the maids. Her cannonball temper, in the State Duke’s Mansion has already held a bellyful of anger, at this time can not care about anything, a brain to complain.
“Your Highness, the third girl was originally chosen by His Majesty for you. When you are far away from the border, the future is not clear, she and his wife teamed up to play a drama, in the home of the alarm jumped into the lake, forcing the Duke of the country can not help, on the Princess House sold the face of the marriage with the Wen family, as a way to stall His Majesty. Because of this, His Majesty fixed you with the fourth girl.”
“There is such a thing?” Zhou Xian Yang was a bit incredulous. Fei Xue also didn’t know how to read people’s faces and heavily emphasized her head.
“Later on, when you returned to the capital, and were crowned king for your achievements, the master and madam even ran to the palace to urge you to say something about fearing that the concubine daughters would not be able to match up, and wanting to marry the third girl to you as the main consort, and letting our girl be the side consort for you!”
“Fortunately, you are not the one who only recognizes the first concubine, giving our girl such a great honor ……”
“You don’t know how much aggression and cold words our girl suffered at home before she got married, kneeling at the ancestral hall for a whole day. Now it’s easy to get out of the pavilion, the first day of returning to the peace, that third girl deliberately slowed down our girl again, madam even sneered at her, can she not be angry?”
Until this moment, Zhou Xian Yang realized that the original day of the polo field, not at all for the sake of what the lottery, but the British Duchy in order to protect the position of the crown princess, deliberately close to him.
And the letter that Rong Xiangzhi sent him was not for him to abide by the marriage contract with the fourth girl of the Rong family, she thought that he would definitely marry another first daughter of a high family, and was asking him to make sure that he chose the first daughter of the British Duke’s House.
He could not help but be disappointed in his heart. His impression of the third girl, even the most humble little chamberlain will care, did not expect that nowadays people are big-hearted, also with the noble families in the capital general behavior.
Before going to sleep at night, Rong Xiangmian found a pair of red candles of dragon and phoenix burning in the bedroom.
She had casually mentioned it in the carriage yesterday, but he still remembered it today.
Zhou Xian Yang held her and sat beside him, “I owe you a wedding night, I’ll make it up to you tonight.”
Rong Xiangyang should have been happy to see her.
“Feixue all told me that you suffered a lot of aggravation at home, I won’t let you suffer in the future.”
The corner of Rong Xiangmian’s mouth pulled out a smile, “With these words from Your Highness, my concubine has no grievances whatsoever.”
Zhou Xian Yang gently caressed her face, putting his hand over the lower half of her face, revealing only her eyes.
“You lie, your eyes are not smiling.” Saying this, he lowered himself and kissed her eyes, “You look best when you smile.”
His voice trailed off as he tenderly embraced her in his arms and kissed her.
Compared to the wedding night, Zhou Xian Yang’s kissing skills have grown, no longer straight forward, more warm and loving. Lips and tongues exploring, breath brushing against each other, more and more rapid ……
Rong Xiangmian can feel each other’s heartbeats getting faster and faster, feel his hand through the thin bedclothes, press on her back temperature and touch, her body surged layer after layer of trembling.
She blankly lies down with Yü Wang’s movements, enduring Yü Wang’s ear to ear coquetry, thinking that having a child with him is the most important thing.
She was used to this whole fake pleasure thing in her last life. She thought it would be the same this time.
However, King Yu quickly realized that something was wrong, the hand holding her waist stopped moving, and the half-unraveled bedclothes tie was also tied back by him.
Candle flames swaying, light and shadow, in the man’s obsidian-like eyes, the lust that had just colored them had not yet subsided, but there was not the slightest discontent.
“Your Highness has no interest, forget it.”
Zhou Xian Yang could feel that although the princess was shy on the wedding night, she responded to him. In the carriage yesterday, Wangfei was even as emotional as he was. He knew that he was holding a living wife, and right now ……
The two of them quietly confronted each other for a while, and Rong Xiangmian knew that she still couldn’t pretend to cater to Zhou Xianyang in order to have a child.
She simply showed her cards, looking coldly at King Yu and asking, “Your Highness likes my eyes because my eyebrows look like third sister?”
Zhou Xian Yang’s face is stagnant, as if he’s flustered by the fact that his heart is pierced.
Rong Xiangyang smiled as he realized that he had hit the nail on the head, “Yesterday, Your Highness got drunk and read about my third sister in his dreams.”
“I ……” Zhou Xian Yang then realized that he was the one who had broken things, and realized why the princess had such a big temper today.
“Sorry.” Other than these words, he was irrefutable.
Rong Xiangyang sat up, feeling that he didn’t have to bend over backwards, his heart was incredibly relaxed.
“Many thanks for your highness’s honesty, there is no need to apologize, it was you who knew sister before, it was me who took her place. However, this is all because sister and your highness gave up on each other, the fault is not mine. So …… I hope that we can still treat each other well in the future and live like guests.”
Her words seemed bland, but they were actually heartfelt, and Zhou Xian Yang was speechless.
He understood that all Rong Xiangzhi cared about was just the position of Consort Yu. And on balance, he had given up the Emperor’s offer to marry the Rong family’s third girl.
So what else was there to be mindful of?
He sighed in his heart, these eyes of Rong Xiangmian were too poisonous, this mouth too sharp.
He watched as the princess got up from the bed, opened the box and cage, found a new mattress and cover blanket, spread it on the soft couch, and went to find a pillow with a corn jade core.
Red candle swaying charming atmosphere, Zen wing gauze bedclothes caged a section of icy skin and jade bones, looks so slender, in his hands so soft, but action without Jinling noblewomen’s delicate, as on the polo field, the western mountain, always so dry.
Even if you know about him, it is like nothing, no tears, no sadness, no long sighs, frankly digested everything.
Is this really a teenage girl?