Chapter Seventy-Eight: King Yi is dumb

Ruoxue pulled Zhu Jianshen, who was full of resentment, back to the palace, brought him into Longmian Pavilion, and closed the door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Zhu Jianshen angrily shook off Ruoxue's hand, and sat on the elm round bench without saying a word.

Ruoxue saw Zhu Jianshen in such a form, so she knew that she couldn't make sense with him, and she didn't look at him, so she walked to the round table on the side and sat down alone, and poured herself a glass of water. Zhu Jianshen saw that Wan Ruoxue was so calm, and the anger in his heart was even more like pouring oil, and he "rubbed" upward.

Ruoxue didn't care how Zhu Jianshen stared at her, and drank tea and ate snacks by herself. Zhu Jianshen didn't care about Ruoxue, and walked to the table with his hands behind his back to practice calligraphy and meditate. It's just that no matter how you write it, today's word is not as good as Zhu Jianshen's meaning, I saw Zhu Jianshen grab the "Orchid Pavilion Preface" that he had just written, crumpled it into a ball and threw it to the ground. Xu used too much force and smashed it on Ruoxue impartially.

Ruoxue was drinking tea, thinking about how to discuss with Zhu Jianshen to make him accept the fact that he was going to leave sooner or later. Before this statement could be thought of, Zhu Jianshen smashed a paper ball, Ruoxue was startled, and said "ouch". Zhu Jianshen was sulking, but when he saw that his paper ball had hit Ruoxue, he hurriedly walked over.

"Sister Wan, are you okay?" Zhu Jianshen looked at Wan Ruoxue with a nervous expression.

"Your Highness, the slave is fine." Ruoxue was still thinking about how to open her mouth to talk to Zhu Jianshen, when she heard his voice worrying about herself.

"Oh, it's fine." Zhu Jian said coldly. Ruoxue saw that Zhu Jianshen's attitude changed so quickly, so she put down the water cup and reached out to grab Zhu Jianshen, "Your Highness, the slave has something to say." ā€

Zhu Jianshen wanted to break free from Ruoxue's grasp of his hand, "This king doesn't listen." Let go of your grip on this king's hand! Ruoxue was helpless, so she could only pull Zhu Jianshen into her arms and hug her tightly.

"Your Highness! You're not too young, and there are some things that the slave should let you know. I don't know what Ruoxue wants to say, but when Zhu Jianshen saw Ruoxue's serious expression, he knew that what Ruoxue said next would not be what he wanted to hear.

Zhu Jianshen is still trying to break free from Ruoxue's shackles on him, no matter how old he is on weekdays, he is always a half-grown child, how can he escape Ruoxue's shackles. "Your Highness! Don't make a fuss, okay? Ruoxue let go of Zhu Jianshen, and Zhu Jianshen took the opportunity to escape from Ruoxue's arms.

"One, I told you that you were not allowed to call a slave in front of me! Second, you went to Wanwuchen's private meeting behind my back, how do you explain it?! Zhu Jianshen put his hands behind his back, but the face of the half-grown child had an inappropriate seriousness.

"Your Royal Highness, in a few years, Your Highness will perform the crown ceremony, and the Holy Queen Mother has promised the slave maid, and as soon as His Royal Highness has passed the crown ceremony, she will let the slave and maid out of the palace." Ruoxue looked straight at Zhu Jianshen and did not directly answer Zhu Jianshen's question.

"Is it because of that dustless world? But he's already married! Zhu Jianshen wanted to remind Ruoxue of this fact, but he never thought that Ruoxue would tell him something that he couldn't even think of when he died.

"Your Highness, Wan Wuchen is not married. It was her brother who married Princess Geller. Wan Wuya has known about the friendship between Wan Wuchen and slaves since he was a child, and volunteered to replace his brother and relatives. Besides, Wan Wuchen has also left Wanfu incognito, just to wait for the slaves and maids to leave the palace. Ruoxue looked at Zhu Jianshen, and her eyes turned red as she spoke.

"Sister Wan, don't cry." Zhu Jianshen took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe away Ruoxue's tears. "Sister Wan, do you know that Wan Wuchen is a crime of deception? What's the use of him waiting for you? Zhu Jianshen tried to change Ruoxue.

"Your Highness, this matter is also secretly approved by the current Emperor Jingtai. The Holy Empress Dowager also knew that after King Yi and Guan got married, her sister would be able to stay away from the world with Wan Wuchen. Ruoxue saw that Zhu Jianshen's attitude changed, and things took a turn for the better.

"You... Are all of you hiding from me alone?! Sister Wan, now even you have abandoned Shen'er?! Zhu Jianshen rushed to the top of his head in a hurry, and he stammered a little when he spoke.

"Your Highness, my sister will always be your slave, Your Highness will eventually have her own life, and my sister will have to leave the palace sooner or later when she gets old." Ruoxue saw that Zhu Jianshen was anxious to sweat again, so she persuaded her with good words.

"Impossible! Sister won't get old! Shen'er won't marry a wife, Shen'er only needs her sister to accompany me! Zhu Jianshen shook off Ruoxue's hand.

"King Yi! Don't make a fuss, you actually say something boring, birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural way, how can I live forever? The Holy Empress Dowager has already made a decree, and after Her Royal Highness and the crown ceremony, the slaves and maids will leave the palace with a special decree. ā€

After speaking, Ruoxue sat down and didn't look at Zhu Jianshen. Zhu Jianshen saw Ruoxue's expression like this, and he understood that Ruoxue's mind had been decided, and Zhu Jianshen also understood that he was too willful today, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with keeping Ruoxue by his side forever.

The time of a stick of incense passed, and Zhu Jianshen saw that Ruoxue still didn't look back and ignore his signs, so he took the initiative to walk over and pull the corner of Ruoxue's clothes.

Zhu Jianshen saw that he was coquettish and didn't care about himself, so he couldn't help but be anxious, and shouted: "This king wants to arrest Wan Wuchen." In this way, Sister Wan, you have no reason to leave the palace, and you will always be by the king's side! ā€

Ruoxue smiled slightly: "Why did King Yi arrest Wan Wuchen now? Who is going to arrest Wan Wuchen for you?! Pointing to the Zhao couple in the yard? ā€

"You! You're so angry with me! Now that I am the down-and-out King of Yi, you will use words to provoke me! In the end, it's all about being dustless! Zhu Jianshen's young body was trembling slightly.

"Sister, aren't you afraid that I will kill Wan Wuchen when I grow up?" The first time Zhu Jianshen saw Ruoxue protecting someone other than himself like this, a deep jealousy suddenly rose in his young heart, and a killing intent surged from the bottom of his heart for the first time.

"If you want to kill, kill it. If Brother Wuchen dies, I won't live either. Ruoxue said indifferently and firmly.

"You! If you die! I'll be a monk! Zhu Jianshen felt that all his blood had rushed to his head, and he was a little dizzy, and he could only hold back this sentence in his head.

"If King Yi can let go of your imperial grandmother, the emperor, and your mother who is still in the cold palace, let it be up to you." Ruoxue was so troubled by Zhu Jianshen that she couldn't do it, so she could only ignore him lightly.

Zhu Jianshen was so frightened by Ruoxue that his face turned purple and red, and his anxious eyes turned red, he wanted to argue again, but he couldn't say a word, he only sweated all over, dragging the corners of Ruoxue's clothes, and his mouth could only keep saying "ah", "ah", but he couldn't say a complete sentence.