The day before yesterday, he had received an urgent report from the fifth prince, Zhou Jingyao, and he knew that the matter must be serious, otherwise he would never have sent someone to inform him in the middle of the night. Therefore, he had to go back to the palace in person.

Fang Yunyao also knew that Yi Shuihan had to go back, so she didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

Gong Huangjue's strong eyebrows on the side were raised high, and a pair of deep and cold eyes were bright and precipitated.

He said, "If you depend on her in everything, she will never be able to get out of the circle she has set for herself." Are you sure you're loving her? "A deep voice, but with a solemn majesty.

Fang Yunyao's expression was slightly stunned.

"You better go back with Yi Shuihan, as for her, if you can trust me, give me her happiness." Gong Huangjue said indifferently.

Fang Yunyao's eyelids drooped slightly, and suddenly they rose, and she looked directly into Gong Huangjue's eyes fixedly.

"You know, many excellent men like Rong Qiao, but Rong Qiao didn't choose any of them, and you, what guarantee can you use to make her happy?"

In an instant, she was no longer the sweet and lovely Fang Yunyao, her eyes flashed with a sharp and cold light, and her timbre was extremely sharp and cold.

Gong Huangjue looked at Fang Yunyao, who had transformed into two people in an instant, his eyebrows fluctuated slightly, and then returned to normal.

He looked directly into her cold eyes and said, "Trust, complete trust, no matter what she does, I am willing to give her full trust, believe in everything about her, and not question any of her problems." ”

Stunned across Fang Yunyao's cold eyes, the sun seemed to shine into her eyes, melting the cold sharp, faint, sweet smile, spreading her face and her eyes.

She held out her hand to him.

"You've won!"

Rong Qiao's waist was straight all the way, and she rushed into the dense forest at high speed, her fingertips trembling slightly on the stump. Slowly, her body slumped down and she gradually sat down on the ground.

She looked up at the blue sky, at the clouds as white as snow, drifting slowly.

She bowed her head.

Drops –

Crystal clear water droplets, dripping on the back of her hand, blurred round water marks.

In the sunlight, colorful lights flashed slightly.

She raised her hand in a daze, wiped the corners of her eyes, and her fingertips were stained with the touch of dewdrops.

She was in tears.

Why the tears? She was stunned. She couldn't think of a reason why she was crying, she didn't have a reason to cry at all, did she? Father and mother live in seclusion, they live happily, the younger brother is about to have a wife, Yun Yao and the sisters in the family basically have a home, she should be happy for them, shouldn't she?

But why, why is she so sad that she wants to cry at this moment? She even wanted to dig out her father, mother, and younger brother, so that the three of them would just be by her side as in the past.

The thoughts that flashed strongly in his mind made Rong Qiao hold his head in pain.

What was she thinking? She obviously wants them all to be happy and wants them to live well, but why is she so conflicted that she wants to occupy their world and doesn't want them to stay in that two-person world? Is her idea too selfish, too cruel?

Oh my God-

Rong Qiao grabbed her head, she patted her fiercely, when did she become such a contradictory person? When did she become a stranger to herself? To the point where she even spits on herself?

No- she doesn't want this, she doesn't like this, she doesn't like this-

She kept tapping her hands on the door of her head, desperately trying to keep the contradictory thoughts from slipping through her mind.

"Rong Qiao, stop! Stop it! A low, icy timbre descended from the top of her head.

She stopped moving, and looked up blankly, her gaze crashing into a frighteningly gloomy face.

It's Gong Huangjue. He is still as cold as before, but at this moment there is an indescribable hidden anger.

She felt the anger he had suppressed enveloped in his cold coat, but as soon as she reached out, gently, inside the cold coat, it was a blazing flame.

She looked at him puzzled, not understanding why he was suddenly angry. Gong Huangjue held her tightly in his arms, holding her so that she was a little breathless, even suffocated.

He leaned on her shoulder, his head buried deep, deep. Rong Qiao couldn't see his expression, but the moment his slender and clean fingers touched her body, she could sense the stiffness and trembling of that moment.

Why?

A big question mark came to her mind? Did something happen to him? Her stiff body slowly softened as the message arrived.

Her hands hanging at her sides, naturally facing upwards, circled his waist and patted them gently.

"What's wrong?" The voice was so soft that she shuddered violently.

Gong Huangjue's body inexplicably seemed to sense the spring-like resonance vibration, and suddenly shook, and after a while, it gradually subsided, and the magnetic field dissipated. He let go of her and said without warmth, "The luggage is all packed." ”

She looked at him in confusion, wondering what he meant by his inexplicable words.

"Jiangnan's Tea King Contest is about to start."

His gaze fell silently, his face expressionless. "You've got half an hour left."

As the words fell, his gaze was retracted from a distance, and he glanced at Rong Qiao indifferently, and then coldly passed away from her side.

Uh-

Rong Qiao's eyes widened, she stared at the generous and handsome back of Gong Huangjue leaving, she shook her head desperately, what did she hear just now?

What did he mean by that?

What do you mean she still has half an hour?

From the previous message of a suffocating hug to a sudden topic, Rong Qiao didn't realize it. Not far away, the back suddenly stopped, and he turned back.

"Rong Qiao, if you continue to be in a daze, the carriage will set off for Jiangnan." The timbre is low and faint, but clear enough.

This time, Rong Qiao understood, and it was quite clear.

She stared at Gong Huangjue, who didn't have time to give her a positive impression, and watched his figure gradually turn into a black point of light in her sight.

Then, her feet, frozen in place, were like rusty wheels oiled, and suddenly they were filled with strength. The dim light in her eyes brightened up in an instant, and her whole face looked vibrant and radiant.

She jumped into the air, and her body jumped up with a hard fist. "Great!" Her feet were like hot wheels, swept out of the dense forest like a whirlwind, and rushed in front of Gong Huangjue, who was walking slowly.

She threw herself into his arms, pulled his head down with both hands, and imprinted a sweet kiss on his cheek with all her might.

"Cold-faced man, I really love you to death! Great, I can finally go to Gangnam. She said happily, not even aware that the person beside her had been weathered into a statue.

And she, like a flying butterfly, spun like the wind, and ran to the Lonely Wind Building to pack her luggage.

Her Jiangnan, her business, her golden gold and silver light, she Rong Qiao is here!

Leaving Gong Huangjue, standing alone in the cold wind, it took a long time to wake up from his shocked thoughts, and when his eyes searched for Rong Qiao's figure, where was her shadow in front of him, she was like a gust of wind that followed, leaving a fragrance that brought, and faintly went away.

He flew up with his feet and asked her what she meant, but at the moment of performing light skills, his rational and calm mind pulled his feverish behavior back.

It's not—

It must not be the answer he wanted.

A voice in his head kept telling him that what Rong Qiao had just said was purely a form of gratitude, and he had a strong premonition that she hadn't accepted him into her heart.

Therefore, at this moment, when he asked, she would definitely flee far away. He had not forgotten what she had said, and if he fell in love with her, she would run away, to the ends of the earth, and never see each other.

He doesn't want that result, so he has to be patient and take his time, he wants to lay a net of heaven and earth, the strongest, sweetest and gentlest net in the world, and let her be willingly captured by him, and willingly stay by his side for the rest of her life.

He, with this self-confidence, he also has enough time to challenge her to the biggest gamble in his life, the gambling that pours everything into it.

In the sun, the corners of his cold lips lifted slightly.

It's time for spring.

Rong Qiao hurriedly returned to the Lonely Wind Building, the hands that were packing her luggage suddenly changed into a thousand-armed Guanyin, and in less than a cup of tea, she was already carrying two large bags in her hands.

Bump –

She kicked open the gate and rushed out of the threshold of Prince Chung's mansion in a whirlwind, to her destination, a carriage with a pale blue curtain at the bottom of the steps of the gate.

But seeing that she threw the two big bags in her hand into the carriage, then supported her hands, jumped on the horizontal axis of the carriage with her strength, and got on the carriage.

Bounting down and sitting up, raising her eyes slightly, Rong Qiao was stunned to find that the two large bags of luggage she threw in casually had been scattered, and the cold-faced man Gong Huangjue was holding a ball of white cotton in his hand and studying it laboriously.

"What is this for?" With a confused expression, he shook the cotton sheet in front of Rong Qiao's eyes.

That, that thing—

Isn't it the tampon that a woman's aunt must use when she comes?

At first, it was designed by her mother, which was very convenient to use, and then slowly spread among relatives and friends.

At the beginning, my mother didn't think about doing business with this, but just gave it away among relatives and friends.

And since she came out of Taoyuan Island last year, she decided to do this business.

It was a very popular business, and was very popular among the daughters of noblewomen, for which she collected a lot of silver.

It's just that now the thing that made her proud was held tightly in the hands of the cold-faced man Gong Huangjue, and she was stared at intently by his blazing eyes, which couldn't help but make her blush, and it went straight to the back of her neck.

"Give it back to me."

With a shy expression, she quickly snatched back the two pieces of cotton from the cold-faced man's hand and stuffed them into the package.

Gong Huangjue stared at her suddenly red cheeks in confusion, and pursed her cold and hard lips slightly.

Suddenly, his thick eyebrows raised, and there was a wicked glint in his deep and charming eyes.