Chapter 20 Cousin

When Ye Yixuan saw the handsome Rong Jinchen, a shy look appeared on her beautiful face as if she had seen her lover.

She and her cousin had not seen each other for four or five years, except for a glance at Rong Jinchen in the private room yesterday morning.

Ye Yixuan wanted to run over and hold his sleeve like she did last time, but remembering Rong Jinchen's disgusted move of shaking him off, she didn't dare to challenge his bottom line.

In front of Su Zhenzhen, she didn't want her cousin to say "get out" with a look of disgust on his face.

Since she was a child, Ye Yixuan liked to chase after Rong Jinchen whenever she went to the palace to pay her respects to her aunt.

Even throughout the whole year, I couldn't even say a word to Rong Jinchen.

Rong Jinchen really disliked this cousin who couldn't understand what people were saying, and he didn't even want her to touch the corner of his clothes.

Su Zhenzhen watched the scene in front of her as if she was watching a good show.

As expected, the most ambiguous relationship between cousins in ancient times was not deceiving me, tsk.

Rong Jinchen had no idea who this person was, and he ignored her coldly.

"Cousin, I'm Ye Yixuan."

Ye Yixuan's pretty little face was red and her voice was very delicate.

Rong Jinchen didn't even notice what she looked like. Remembering that he did have a cousin from his maternal family, he nodded almost imperceptibly.

The next moment, Su Zhenzhen puffed up her cheeks, frowned, and looked at Rong Jinchen with a pout.

Rong Jinchen saw her movements from the corner of his eye, and anxiety appeared in his usually indifferent eyes. He hurriedly distanced himself from her: "Qingqing, I'm not familiar with her and have never spoken to her alone."

Su Zhenzhen lowered her eyes, her thick long eyelashes covering the emotions in her peach blossom eyes, and she pursed her lips slightly without saying a word.

Ye Yixuan watched them getting along as if no one was around, gritted her teeth in hatred, and her transparent pink nails dug into the flesh.

hateful!

Who is this foxy look trying to seduce?

Rong Jinchen frowned and looked at the depressed Su Zhenzhen. He reached out and held her little hand.

Su Zhenzhen, who was immersed in the script, looked up in surprise, her eyes moved slightly, but she did not resist.

Watching the intimate movements of the two, Ye Yixuan murmured, "Cousin..."

A pair of watery almond-shaped eyes looked at him, and her tone was sad but full of love.

Faced with the beauty's pitiful coquettishness, the man spoke in a cold tone, his dark eyes not even glancing at her, "I am the King of Yan, but I don't have a sister like you."

The implication is that you are not allowed to call him cousin. He is a prince. Could it be that Ye Yixuan is a princess?

After understanding Rong Jinchen's words, Ye Yixuan couldn't accept it and ran out covering her mouth.

Xu Siyu, who was watching silently on the side, watched her crushing rival meet in front of her.

No, there was nothing to do with her little sister at all.

His Royal Highness Prince Yan has the skill to pick up romantic interests.

She also won by lying down~

Xu Siyu quietly pulled Su Zhenzhen's other hand, and just as she was about to speak, she saw the cold eyes of His Royal Highness Prince Yan.

Xu Siyu subconsciously released the claw that was being stared at by His Royal Highness Prince Yan. Didn’t she just hold her good sister’s hand?

Why does His Royal Highness Prince Yan have such a scary expression?

Su Zhenzhen smiled faintly, "Yuyu, I'm leaving first. Take your time to choose."

Xu Siyu had a very cute baby face. She blinked narrowly, "Don't worry, I won't disturb you."

In the low-key and luxurious carriage of Prince Yan's Mansion.

Su Zhenzhen sat on a soft white fox fur blanket, holding a cup of Mingqian Longjing tea in her hand. The hot steam blurred her delicate face.

The man opposite her had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, was tall and had long legs. His tall figure, which gave off an oppressive feeling, was very close to her.

Rong Jinchen looked at her pair of slender fingers that were as white and tender as jade, and for a moment he was a little envious of the teacup she was holding in her palm.

The man pursed his lips, reached out and held her small hand, put her teacup on the table, and whispered: "Qingqing, if you believe me, I..."

Su Zhenzhen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the sincere man in front of her with sparkling eyes, "Chenchen, no need to say more, I believe you."

She is not stupid. If Ye Yixuan has the chance, what will happen to her?

While clasping her hands tightly with his, her delicate skin like cream pressed against his calloused hands, she said with a bit of disappointment: "It's a pity that I haven't seen what Chenchen looked like when he was a child."

Rong Jinchen must have been very cute when he was a child, a chubby little white dumpling, I want to pinch him...

The man shuddered subconsciously, filled with the will to survive. "Qingqing, I've never spoken more than ten words to her since she was little. Besides, boys and girls don't sit together after the age of seven."

Su Zhenzhen, who was feeling disappointed that she couldn't pinch the little dumpling she had as a child, nodded stupidly, but when she came to her senses, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

She coquettishly looked at the handsome man's nervous expression and said softly, "Your Highness, Prince of Yan, boys and girls should not sit at the same table after the age of seven?"

Who was the man in her boudoir before?

The man didn't feel guilty at all. What was wrong with him getting along with his future wife?

Su Zhenzhen didn't mean to blame him, she was just joking.

She stretched lazily, stood up and sat on the man's thighs, her small hands around his neck, her face pressed against his strong chest.

Seeing Su Zhenzhen's natural movements, the man pursed his lips in a very good mood.

Rong Jinchen picked up a piece of honey-fried cherry from the white porcelain plate next to him and handed it to her lips.

Su Zhenzhen was surprised that this mysophobic man could actually do this. She smiled and held the sweet cherry in her neat, white teeth.

Honey-fried cherries are also candied cherries. They are made by boiling cherries and a large amount of honey. They have a sweet taste with the sweetness of the cherries themselves. Su Zhenzhen loves to eat this.

Rong Jinchen felt a little regretful that her action just now did not touch his fingers, but seeing her eating so sweetly, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.

Su Zhenzhen generously took out her handkerchief and wiped the slender fingers with distinct knuckles of His Royal Highness Prince Yan.

Satisfied to see his clean hands, she asked, "Chenchen, where are we going?"

The man whispered in her ear: "I'll take you to Prince Yan's Mansion."

The girl's delicate body, which had been nestled softly in the man's arms, suddenly stiffened.

Her tone was a little vague, and her eyes were wandering, "Chenchen, isn't this a bad thing for us?"

There is no reason for an engaged couple to visit each other's homes, right?

Rong Jinchen carelessly stroked her silky hair and soothed her gently, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Who in the capital dares to say bad things about his lover?

The news that Father asked Qingqing to call him Father today must have spread.

With the emperor's personal certification, who would dare to say a bad word about her?

Su Zhenzhen obviously thought of this as well. She tilted her head back and looked at the tall and handsome young man in front of her with sparkling eyes.

Rong Jinchen continued, "My dear, after we get married, Prince Yan's Mansion will be our home for the rest of our lives. If we don't like the layout, we can change it, okay?"

"Chenchen, why are you so nice?" Su Zhenzhen smiled sweetly and hugged his arm coquettishly.

Although Su Zhenzhen is delicate and only has the same old tricks to coax people, who can blame Rong Jinchen for enjoying it?

The man pinched her nose lovingly and lowered his head to kiss her pink lips.