"Ah!" Fang Ruotang exclaimed in surprise, completely unaware of Rong Shizi's burning heart. Instead, she looked at him as if he were a rare object. "How could you say such a thing? My elder sister always says you should become a nun. You're like a block of ice without any feelings. Do you really want me to remember you forever?"

Fang Ruotang's bluntness made Rong Shizi feel somewhat embarrassed.

During the years he was engaged to Miss Fang, he never missed giving her gifts on the three festivals of the year. He may not have taken the initiative to invite her out to see the lanterns or go on a boat ride, but he never looked down on her.

After all, he wasn't an arrogant or ill-mannered person, but being criticized like this by Fang Ruotang made him feel embarrassed.

Caught between two conflicting emotions, he felt ashamed for not fulfilling his duties as a fiancé, which had caused his fiancée much dissatisfaction, and also ashamed that he had nominally belonged to another girl and could not have a pure and innocent relationship with Fang Ruotang.

Compared to Rong Shizi's petty thoughts, Fang Ruotang was like an outsider detached from this relationship. After sighing, she skillfully began to coax him.

"If you want me to miss you, I can miss you too, but you have to miss me more than I miss you, because I can't be at a disadvantage."

Prince Rong: ...

Is this even possible?

"You won't lose out."

"Okay, I'll miss you and always remember you. But you have to remember what you said. If you make me lose out, I won't let you off the hook."

Fang Ruotang's fierce yet adorable demeanor reminded Rong Shizi of their first meeting. That time, she was doing it for her older sister, and this time it was for herself.

A secret joy suddenly rose in Rong Shizi's heart.

Can I write to you every day?

"every day?"

Fang Ruotang was troubled and decisively refused.

"No way! Writing and replying to letters every day is so tiring, I don't want to!"

"You don't have to reply every day. You can reply when you want to, like when you see something fun or encounter something interesting that you want to share with me, okay?"

"You write to me every day, but I don't have to write to you every day?" Fang Ruotang, in her clever mind, felt that she was getting the better deal. "Then you're at a huge loss."

"If you don't want me to suffer a loss, then write me a couple more letters?" Prince Rong asked tentatively.

Fang Ruotang immediately refused, "No! Replying to letters every day is so tiring! I don't want to, and you shouldn't write to me either. If I have something happy to share, I can share it with my brother the Crown Prince and my brother Ziqi! Why should I write to you?"

Prince Rong choked.

Seeing that the little dumpling didn't understand why he wanted them to keep in touch through letters, he felt like he'd been stabbed in the heart. But the little dumpling was just a blockhead who hadn't yet developed romantic feelings, and he had no one to reason with.

"I'll write it for you, and you can reply whenever you want, is that okay?"

Fang Ruotang looked at Rong Shizi suspiciously several times, and only after confirming that he was telling the truth did she agree with a smile, "Okay, okay."

“…Can I come back once in a while?” No one saw Rong Shizi’s humble demeanor, but the other party involved didn’t understand at all. The two of them were haggling like they were doing business.

In the end, Fang Ruotang was persuaded by Rong Shizi and agreed to reply to him about once every ten days and share anything interesting she encountered with him.

Prince Rong was finally relieved.

Fang Ruotang muttered, "You're just like my older sister, trying to force me to practice calligraphy, aren't you?"

Prince Rong finally couldn't restrain himself and reached out his slightly cool fingers to gently stroke her cheek. "I won't force you. You'll understand in time."

"Alright!" Fang Ruotang didn't quite believe Rong Shizi's words.

However, she is easygoing and usually puts things aside if she can't figure them out.

After a while, she will naturally forget it, and then there will be no problem.

As dusk fell, Jin Wuyou arrived, accompanied by the Fang sisters and several people from the neighboring house, including Li Shiyun.

In short, it was a grand procession, with several horse-drawn carriages.

The somewhat dark open space was illuminated brightly.

Fang Ruotang immediately spotted Fang Shengtang being lifted off the carriage by Yu Sheng, and excitedly waved her little hands, shouting, "Big sister..."

Fang Shengtang looked up, saw Xiao Liu, and smiled.

She is extremely beautiful.

Fang Ruotang's eyes darted around, she chuckled twice, nudged Rong Shizi's waist, and said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Seeing my older sister, you regret it now, don't you? Serves you right for not cherishing her back then. Now you have no chance. You'll be very good to my older sister for the rest of your life."

Prince Rong: ...

So all his work this afternoon was for nothing!

When Fang Shengtang appeared, he was exposed for what he truly was.

"Little Six, we're here!" Li Mingyu shouted happily as she got off the carriage.

Fang Ruotang peeked at the Crown Prince with a sly look.

Wow, two exes brought their current partners to cause trouble! Is this the legendary battleground of love and hate? How exciting!

Fang Ruotang's excited tone made it clear that she was about to cause trouble.

Crown Prince: ...

Li Mingyu: ……

Fang Shengtang: ...

Is it possible that this is just a chaotic scene in your imagination?

The four of them are completely innocent and have barely met each other more than a few times. Where did this chaotic situation come from? Is cultivation not fun, or is the current candidate not good enough?

Not to mention that Fang Shengtang and Yu Sheng are currently deeply in love, just look at Li Mingyu and Yan Yan. Even though Yan Yan is young, he is incredibly cunning. How could Li Mingyu have the time or energy to think about her ex-fiancé who doesn't even know what she looks like?

"I still have some official business to attend to, so I'll return to my room first. Please make yourselves at home." The Crown Prince flicked his sleeves and left without a trace.

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