Jiang Rao chuckled when she heard this.

She got up and took a step back naturally, the hairpin in her hand tucked into her sleeve, "Can the princess try again?"

"As for the consequences......

She looked directly at the person on the soft couch, and the unfinished words were self-evident.

However, she had to be taught a lesson at night, and the wound on her shoulder was not in vain.

Seeing that Xie Shuning's face on the soft couch was becoming more and more pale and weak, Jiang Rao hooked her lips and left, and walked directly towards Rong Yan's study when she came out of Xie Shuning's bedroom.

This is a good opportunity for Rong Yan to deepen his relationship.

Of course, it can't be wasted.

Jiang Rao walked through the courtyard from the bluestone paved path, only to notice that it was raining at some point.

However, the rain was not heavy, just falling on the body bit by bit, but it was obviously only a precursor to heavy rain, because the raindrops gradually became larger.

No wonder the fog in Pujue Temple is so big.

Jiang Rao ignored it anymore and quickened her pace.

When he arrived at the study, Rong Yan was propping one hand on the bookcase, supporting half of his head with some irritability, his hair was slightly messy, and his handsome face was with a hint of displeasure.

When he saw her, Rong Yan hurriedly got up, and his expression loosened a little.

"Grandma came just in time......

But noticing her cold face, Rong Yan swallowed the words that came to her mouth, and her emotions were obviously wrong.

The girl gave birth to a pair of very good-looking peach blossom eyes, the tails of the eyes were slightly upturned, and the peach blossom arc was full and beautiful.

At this time, such a cold appearance still has a bit of lazy and cold desire.

Rong Yan's lips twitched a few times, and before she could ask, she heard her speak.

There was a clear hint of anger in his voice.

"Second prince, please take care of your princess, don't go against what you promised me."

Her expression was cold, and there were a few drops of rain on the tips of her forehead, reflecting the light, which looked crystal clear, like a few pearls dotted in her black hair.

Maybe it's a little cold outside, and her face is a little pale, but it makes the girl more and more fair-skinned and charming.

Rong Yan's heart trembled and asked, "Did something happen?"

Jiang Rao sneered.

"If it weren't for my fate, I'm afraid I would have died on the way back to the palace."

Rong Yan instantly understood what she meant, and couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect Xie Shuning to be so breathless, and he didn't even care about his face.

Jiang Rao is very important to him now, and Xie Shuning is not unaware.

He bypassed the bookcase and was about to raise his hand and land on the girl's shoulder as a sign of comfort, but she dodged him.

Rong Yan's face sank, and he was a little worried.

After a few seconds of pause, he dropped his hand that had stopped in mid-air, and was about to open his mouth when the girl turned halfway to the side.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were wet, but full of stubbornness.

Rong Yan felt that his heart was inexplicably filled with pain, and the unpleasant emotions just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

No matter how strong Jiang Rao is, she is just a woman, and it was her failure to fulfill her promise to protect her that caused her to almost lose her life, and it is normal for her to be angry.

He comforted, "Auntie, this time the temple did not protect you, and there will definitely be no next time."

Rong Yan's voice was solemn and serious.

It was a few seconds before the girl turned her eyes to him, her eyes slightly red, and a line of tears hanging from her right cheek was as delicate as pear blossoms and rain.

Jiang Rao wiped it off directly with her sleeves.

There was also a hint of crying trills in her voice, "His Highness keeps his promise."

Rong Yan nodded hurriedly.

Jiang Rao continued to speak, "I still have injuries on my body, so go back to my room to rest first, and Your Highness will send someone to bring some medicine."

"Okay."

So Jiang Rao took a deep look at him and left directly, and after returning to the room, Jiang Rao's grievances just now were gone.

The curvature of the corners of the mouth cannot be concealed at all.

Like her, appropriate weakness can arouse a man's desire to protect.

System 001 is directly written down word for word in his own small notebook.

It turns out that the weak still divides time, and I have learned!