Chapter 60 I don't want him to kiss me!

Her muttered words were filled with endless sorrow, and her almond-shaped eyes, which she glanced at from time to time, were even more captivating. Fu Huaiqing stared at her quietly for a moment, his lips slightly parted but he hadn't spoken yet, when his eyes met hers as she suddenly looked up, her gaze carrying a hint of questioning.

The man remained silent for a long time, which made Biezhi feel strange.

It was clearly him who said it, and there was no other evidence besides himself and her. The thought that he might change the subject made Biezhi feel uneasy.

Why is it that only he can bring up past grievances, but she can't?

Biezhi pouted and couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness Prince Su, are you planning to renege on your promise and pretend you never said it?"

Her angry questioning expression carried a hint of coquettishness that hadn't been seen for many days, vivid and lively, no different from the rising sun in summer. Fu Huaiqing's cold face paused slightly, and a fleeting smile flashed across his face.

He raised his hand to cover his mouth, concealing a smile, and admitted, "I did say that I was right."

"So, did I do something wrong?" Biezhi asked, staring at him.

Fu Huaiqing understood what she wanted to do, silently stared at her for a moment, then raised an eyebrow without saying a word, and followed her words: "No."

Having received his answer, Biezhi's confidence surged up immediately. "Then why are you still causing me trouble?"

The girl's face was radiant and full of youthful vigor, so bright and beautiful that Fu Huaiqing thought that if it weren't for the limited space, given her personality, she would definitely have stood with her hands on her hips and had a good "communication" with him.

He could no longer hide his smile, which gradually spread into his eyes. He said, "When I told you, I didn't seem to be telling you to act decisively in this kind of matter."

"Aren't they the same?" Biezhi paused for a moment, then feigned ignorance and said confidently, "They're all the same, aren't they?"

My mind has never been clearer than it is right now.

He clearly realized that he had to be in a superior position, otherwise he would cause trouble for him.

Moreover, "Does Your Highness really intend to lock me up for the rest of my life?"

Faced with her slightly probing question, Fu Huaiqing remained silent for a moment, then asked in return, "What do you think?"

The other branches don't know.

She doesn't like the current situation at all.

Like a lamb to the slaughter, he knew everything about her, even her weaknesses.

She didn't understand him at all.

Throughout the entire process, the person who appeared before her was Ji Ran, not Fu Huaiqing. The person she spent the most time with was also Ji Ran, who could not speak or communicate, and never revealed anything else.

Fu Huaiqing knew everything about her, while Biezhi only knew that he was the powerful Prince Su.

Other than that, nothing is clear.

Even what he was thinking was beyond Biezhi's comprehension; she could only guess and speculate on what he wanted to do.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and there was a half-body distance between them.

That's not entirely true.

“I don’t know,” Bechi raised her chin. “It’s just a guess.”

Fu Huaiqing did not deny that her guess was correct.

He gave a half-smile and asked, "What would you do?"

Biezhi: "..."

This is the first time I've seen someone so brazenly restrain another person.

Biezhi's lips opened and closed, looking at him with a hesitant expression, her clear eyes revealing an indescribable emotion.

What else could they do but try every possible way to escape?

Even if they can't escape, they still have to demolish the Prince's Mansion.

If she's not having a good time, he shouldn't expect to either.

Fu Huaiqing looked at her for a moment, then slowly said, "Don't forget, you still owe me."

What do you owe?

Suddenly pulled back to reality, Biezhi stared blankly.

She blinked, trying to recall what she owed him.

So what if she was scolded a thousand times? He's already the regent, can't he be magnanimous and forgive her?

"Private grievances." Fu Huaiqing's gaze shifted meaningfully downwards, sweeping over her lips before slowly descending. "Didn't you say you'd take responsibility?"

Following his gaze, Biezhi glanced at the man's figure hidden beneath his clothes.

Biezhi: "..."

She had forgotten that when Fu Huaiqing questioned her as the Prince of Su, she had solemnly vowed to take responsibility for Ji Ran.

Now that he is Jiran, it is natural to take responsibility for him.

Shady businessman!

What a shrewd businessman!

Not only did he swindle five hundred taels from me, but I was also made to take responsibility for him.

Wanting both money and people? There's no such thing as a free lunch!

A hint of anger flickered in Biezhi's eyes. She was about to have a good argument with him and try to get the five hundred taels back no matter what. Just then, her palm, which was hanging by her side, was suddenly grabbed.

She paused, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Then Fu Huaiqing grabbed her palm and placed it without hesitation on her abdominal muscles, which rose and fell with her breathing.

The distinct lines of the touch suddenly entered through her palm, and her round almond eyes widened abruptly. The feel under her palm was unbelievably good, seemingly even better than before. Biezhi unconsciously swallowed.

She stole a glance at the man's handsome face, and his lean and well-proportioned waist flashed before her eyes.

The feel of it even through the clothes is amazing; imagine touching it...

Biezhi's breath hitched for a moment.

No, no, he is not Ji Ran, he is His Highness Prince Su.

She still couldn't be so unrestrained.

Unable to touch it, yet still stirred up her delusions, Biezhi silently pulled her hand back.

I tugged at it, but it wouldn't budge.

She frowned and used some force to pull it back half an inch.

If she didn't pull, it wouldn't have mattered. But once she did, she pulled back not only her palm, but also the man's body.

Fu Huaiqing was pulled over by her.

As he leaned over her, he frowned slightly, raised his other hand and placed it on the back of the girl's head. The moment his hand hit the carriage, his eyes narrowed, but he quickly recovered.

Fu Huaiqing suddenly wrapped his arms around Biezhi, pulling her completely into his embrace.

Those who were close enough could feel each other's breath falling on their faces.

The man's hot breath almost made Biezhi's cheeks flush red. She subconsciously backed away and said, "You're pressing down on me."

A soft pink hue graced the delicate and charming face of the girl in his arms. Fu Huaiqing had seen her audacious nature before, and he had also seen her bluntly ask if he wanted to kiss her again, but this was the first time he had seen her with a hint of embarrassment on her face.

His deep eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down with difficulty.

Fu Huaiqing pressed his thin lips down slightly.

Realizing what he was about to do, Biezhi raised her hand and covered her slightly parted lips through the gap.

I don't want him to kiss me.

Why should he kiss her whenever he wants? She asked him so many times before, but he never let her kiss him.

They were very close, so close that Fu Huaiqing understood her meaning in a short while. After their eyes met for a while, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up. He sat back down without making a sound and reminded her, "I've heard that Miss Biezhi always keeps her promises. Since you said you would take responsibility, you should remember to take responsibility to the end."

Biezhi: "..."

His eyes gleamed with an increasingly clear smile, as if he were determined to win. She tugged at the corners of her mouth and retorted with a laugh, "I am responsible for Ji Ran, Your Highness is not Ji Ran."

Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiqing fell silent.

The carriage suddenly came to a stop. Seeing his expression, Biezhi lifted the curtain and, without waiting for them to bring a low stool, jumped off the carriage decisively and ran into the Prince Su's mansion without looking back.

Having received the news early, Hua Chao was already waiting at the door. Seeing the girl's energetic expression, her heart, which had been in her throat for almost an hour, finally settled down. She hurriedly went to greet her, "Miss, Master..."

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Biezhi waved her hand, signaling her to run with her. "If we run too slowly, we'll get caught."

Even though this is his territory.

She can afford to offend them, and she can also avoid them.

Seeing this, Hua Chao subconsciously turned around and glanced at the prince who was leaning out of the carriage. The prince's expression seemed to be a little more cheerful than usual. She breathed a sigh of relief and jogged to catch up with Bie Zhi's figure.

Without stopping, Biezhi ran back to Qinghe Courtyard.

As she stepped into Qinghe Courtyard and saw the girl's back standing under the treetop, she hesitated. The girl turned around when she heard the sound, and the moment their eyes met, Bessa recognized the girl as the one she had seen when she left not long ago.

If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have had the chance to go out and see the world.

Biezhi turned back to look at Huachao, who was jogging to catch up.

“Miss.” Hua Chao met the confusion in her eyes, breathed slightly, and whispered a reminder: “It is Princess Duanhui.”

Princess Duanhui.

Biezhi had heard long ago that Princess Duanhui was Prince Su's younger sister from the same mother, and was the only princess besides the eldest princess who grew up safely during the late emperor's lifetime, and was greatly loved.

After Fu Huaiqing took power, his influence grew even stronger.

She stepped forward, cupped her hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."

"Just call me Shu Ning. Sister is my brother's guest, so there's no need to be so polite." Fu Shu Ning raised her hand. On the way back to the palace, she had already heard Jiang Yue talk about her and her brother, so she deliberately changed her self-address. Her gaze roamed unabashedly over the girl's charming and lovely face, completely oblivious to the fact that Bie Zhi was four years older than her and looked no different from her. "I was just about to go back to the palace when I heard them report that they had found my sister, so I thought I'd come back to see her."

"I was implicated just now—"

"Not really," Fu Shuning glanced around discreetly to make sure her elusive brother hadn't come over before whispering, "Sister did help me out. If he caught me climbing the wall, I'd inevitably get a cold shoulder from him."

Fu Shuning was already very satisfied that he hadn't scolded her today.

"And I came back secretly without telling him." Fu Shuning stuck out her tongue in relief. Luckily, her brother was in a hurry to find Biezhi, otherwise she would have been in trouble. "If it were any other time, I would still be in his study, suffering in the cold, reflecting on my mistakes."

Upon hearing this, Biezhi smiled slightly, fully able to imagine the scene she was describing.

Meeting her round, almond-shaped eyes, the smile in them was so comforting and pure it was almost unbelievable. Fu Shuning's thoughtful expression gradually calmed down. She pondered for a moment and then inquired, "I heard from Jiang Yue that Sister Biezhi's master is Uncle Ling?"

"Hmm." Biezhi hadn't expected that she would also know her master.

Seemingly sensing her doubt, Fu Shuning said, "Our mother and Uncle Ling are fellow disciples. Strictly speaking, my brother and Sister Biezhi are from the same school. Before Father Emperor personally instructed General Zhu to teach my brother martial arts, my mother found Uncle Ling. All of my brother's skills were taught by Uncle Ling."

Before she could finish speaking, she glanced sideways at Biezhi, who looked slightly surprised. The things Jiang Yue had mentioned earlier echoed in her ears, and she naturally understood her brother's thoughts and their current situation.

She sighed inwardly.

Admittedly, I came back this time hoping to take advantage of Xilan Kingdom's desire for a marriage alliance to help my friend and see if I could take this opportunity to fulfill her wish. However, if my brother already has a girl he likes, I will not force him to do anything else.

"Before my mother passed away, she asked Uncle Ling to take care of us for her." Recalling the scene of her mother's death, Fu Shuning's voice was a little hoarse. After a long while, she continued, "Uncle Ling agreed and will wait until we have all settled down and started our own families before he leaves."

Suddenly, Biezhi understood everything.

They understood why their master had mentioned to them many times that he had thought about retiring from the martial arts world in his early years, but they never saw him take any action. He always said he would wait and wait some more. He didn't tell them what he was waiting for.

“Master also told us—” Yu Guang caught sight of the figure rushing over, and Bie Zhi paused, glancing sideways at it.

Looking at the expression on her personal maid Mingyue's face, Fu Shuning frowned slightly.

"Your Highness." Mingyue stepped forward and whispered in his ear.

She spoke very softly, but Biezhi still heard her.

"Miss Nianchu was stopped by the guards at the door."

Fu Shuning frowned even more deeply. After thinking for a moment, she took off the jade pendant from her waist and handed it over. "Go and take her—" She paused as she spoke, glanced at Biezhi, slowly clenched her palm, and said to her, "I have other things to take care of. If I have time in the future, I will come to see Sister Biezhi again."

Seeing her anxious, Biezhi nodded.

Watching the girl's figure disappear quickly, she withdrew her gaze, pondered for a moment, and asked Hua Chao, "Who is Miss Nianchu?"

Hua Chao paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked at the entrance of Qinghe Courtyard, where there was no one else but the guards. She suddenly understood why Princess Duanhui had left in such a hurry.

"Lin Yiqing's daughter, Lin Nianchu, is the same age as the princess and is also her companion. On the surface, she is a companion, but in reality, Princess Duanhui and Lin Nianchu are close friends. Three years ago, the princess went out of the capital for a trip under the pretext of recuperation, and Lin Nianchu, as the princess's companion, accompanied her."

Biezhi nodded knowingly.

The daughter of the Grand Secretary.

Noticing Hua Chao's hesitant expression, a hint of doubt arose in her heart: "Is there anything else?"

Hua Chao pursed her lips, moved closer to another branch, and whispered:

"I have heard that Miss Lin has feelings for Your Highness."

Upon hearing this, Biezhi blinked.