Rong Yue thought to herself: Could it be that it really hurts him? After all, he also said that he has strong internal strength, and most of his sleep is not quiet. It is very likely that he really implicated him in his dream!

She held his left palm and looked at it, her eyebrows were frowned, and there was indeed a red and deep pinching mark on his wrist. It was not something he had done by himself unless he had a tendency to abuse himself.

"I'm sorry, I...I don't know..." She lowered her head guiltily.

"You hurt me, help me rub it." Zhao Lansheng stretched out his hand, "I will consider accepting your apology."

"Okay." Rong Yue's guilt made her stretch out her hand without hesitation, and gently rub his wrists, without even noticing the cunning under Zhao Lansheng's eyes.

After finally having another 'skin contact', he naturally would not let it go easily. He kept making a very painful expression, allowing Rong Yue, the pure little sheep, to jump into the trap set by a big bad wolf in sheepskin without any warning.

Old Prince Zhao sat in the hall. Before Zhao Lansheng could come to the hall for dinner and accompany Qin Lingshuang, he was a little too anxious to wait, so he was about to stalk towards Linglong Pavilion.

"Grandpa." Qin Lingshuang shouted, but still had no response and hurriedly followed.

Naranhe sat in the hall, sighing, it seemed that there was another good show. The breeze blew in, the ink hair was flying, and the handsome face smiled brightly, and followed him to Linglong Pavilion.

As a result, he walked in. The three of them were standing in the yard of Linglong Pavilion. Old Prince Zhao was closest to the door and saw it immediately-

Rong Yue approached Zhao Lansheng at a close close distance, and she lowered her head and was doing something. Half of her figure was blocked by the door and couldn't see clearly, but she could vaguely see that it was on the bed...

Nalanhe ran over curiously and saw Rong Yue rubbing Zhao Lansheng's wrists, and opened his eyes wide in surprise. This...!

"What are you doing?"

"Ah! I..."

Nalanhe looked at Zhao Lansheng's calm expression and was immediately angry. This guy... he really knows how to seize the opportunity!

At this time, the old Prince Zhao and Qin Lingshuang both came over. When they came in, Zhao Lansheng took the opportunity to bow his head to Rong Yue... and kiss her lips.

"Um..." Rong Yue opened her eyes wide and felt her whole face warm. She kept pushing him, and stretched out her other hand to ask Lanaranhe for help. But Zhao Lansheng turned around and blocked Naranhe and prevented him from touching Rong Yue.

As soon as the other two came in, they saw this scene. Old Prince Zhao was immediately furious, "What are you doing?!"

Qin Lingshuang said nothing.

Zhao Lansheng moved his lips away and looked at the old prince's face that was blushed. Rong Yue took this opportunity to break free from him and was supported by Nalanhe, "Oh, Xiaoyue!"

Almost fell down...

Zhao Lansheng wanted to help her, but Nalanhe pulled Rong Yue aside. His hands couldn't reach it, and he felt unhappy for no reason, but he still maintained his calm expression as usual, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

He didn't look at her or call her.

Qin Lingshuang stepped forward, but did not dare to get too close to him, so as not to violate his rules and make him unhappy. "Criminal Zhao, my grandfather and I just saw that lunch time was coming soon, and I just wanted you to come..."

She had never expected that Rong Yue would stand within five feet of Zhao Lansheng in Linglong Pavilion, which was not easily approached, and had not been pushed away by him. This has always been her dream. She worked hard on this matter for many years.
Chapter completed!