When he came out again, Zhuang Rongjun looked like a graceful young general again.

"I know you went to pick snow lotus."

When Zhuang Rongjun was struggling to decide what to say, Lin Liansheng had already spoken, instantly suppressing all her words.

Lin Liansheng looked up at her, his eyes as clear as glass. He asked, "Are you picking snow lotus because I'm not feeling well?"

Zhuang Rongjun bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Yes." She wondered if Liansheng would think she was meddling in other people's business.

Lin Liansheng: "You like me, don't you?"

"Yes." Zhuang Rongjun's response was resounding.

"You want to marry me, right?"

Zhuang Rongjun clenched his fists and mustered up the courage to move closer: "Yes."

Lin Liansheng's lips moved, and he choked a little and said, "I know you like cleanliness, but I, but I have been married three times, and my body has been touched by so many people. I, I am so dirty..."

Zhuang Rongjun suddenly hugged Lin Liansheng in her arms, her eyes filled with heartache. She said sternly, "I won't allow you to say that about yourself. In my heart, you are purer than anyone else. I know you're stuck in the swamp, struggling but sinking deeper and deeper. I know your pain and helplessness, your despair and numbness. I only hate myself for not showing up sooner."

Zhuang Rongjun slowly lifted Lin Liansheng's chin: "My Liansheng, your heart is purer than anyone else's."

After saying that, Zhuang Rongjun lowered his head and kissed the young man's lips.

Crystal clear tears fell from the corners of Lin Liansheng's red eyes.

It turns out that she knew it all, she had always known it.

It turns out that you want me like this too.

At this moment, Lin Liansheng's heart, as hard as ice, completely melted. Zhuang Rongjun's love was like a boiling flame, warming the coldness in his body.

Lin Liansheng slowly stretched out his hand and hugged the person in front of him.

…

Prime Minister's Mansion

As soon as Ke Yin entered Tinglan Garden, he heard the faint sound of stringed instruments. Perhaps he thought of something, and Ke Yin frowned.

"Third Miss."

"I'm looking for my second brother, go and inform him."

Ke Yin sat down in the pavilion in the yard.

"This..." The servant hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

The confined room was opened as the servant announced, and beautiful women wearing gauze and carrying musical instruments walked out one after another. If you look closely, you can see that the eyebrows and eyes of those women are somewhat similar to Zhuang Rongjun.

After they all left, Ke Yin stepped into the house.

The scent of the newly lit agarwood was very strong, but it could not cover up the fishy smell mixed in it. Ke Yin frowned and resisted the urge to turn around and leave.

Inside the room, the young man was lying on his side on the chaise longue, with his brocade robe barely draped over his body. His fair skin was stained with marks on his exposed chest, and one could tell at a glance what he had just experienced.

Seeing Ke Yin come in, the young man glanced at him casually and then looked away.

He supported his forehead with one hand, held the wine glass with the other, took a sip, and looked lazy.

Ke Yin sat down and wanted to pour a glass of water, but then he thought of something and put it down.

She said, "Second brother, you should tone it down. I heard that Mr. Xue is looking for a husband for Zhuang Rongjun these days. If people knew about your appearance, I'm afraid you wouldn't have a chance."

The young man drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. "You really are worried about my second brother. Don't worry, the only person Zhuang Rongjun can marry is me, and I am also the first choice in Master Xue's heart. As for my appearance, don't worry, no one will know."

He didn't want to do this, but he couldn't control himself. If he didn't do this, he would probably ignore everything and go to find Zhuang Rongjun like a madman.

But if I do that, Zhuang Rongjun will hate me.