Chapter 27 Kite

Su Zhenzhen lowered her head and bit her lip, then took a step forward and half-knelt toward King Jin, bending her knees only slightly.

"Your Highness the Prince of Jin."

Prince Jin stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Rong Jinchen, who was pursing his lips in displeasure.

Smiling, he said, "Miss Su, please don't be so polite. Why are you being so polite?"

Su Zhenzhen shrank back behind Rong Jinchen, staring at the South Pearl on the tip of her shoe with drooping eyelashes, without saying a word.

She can't be offended and doesn't say anything.

If it weren't for the fact that Prince Jin was a prince, she wouldn't even want to perform the ceremony.

Fortunately, I traveled through time to a fictional dynasty, not the one with the ugly hairstyle, otherwise it would be too frustrating to be called a slave all the time.

Rong Jinchen didn't want to talk to Prince Jin anymore. He held Su Zhenzhen's hand and said, "Brother, please stay. Qingqing and I are going to fly kites."

Rong Jinyu smiled with an ambiguous smile and followed them, "I also want to fly a kite today."

Rong Jinchen carefully watched Su Zhenzhen's steps and did not take big strides forward on his own.

So he was easily caught up by Rong Jinyu.

He said in a cold tone: "Brother, you are a married man, stay away from us."

Does he not understand the principle of avoiding suspicion, or does he not want to understand it?

Rong Jinyu took out a fan and waved it gracefully, "Fourth brother, I want to cultivate a relationship with you. We haven't seen each other for so many years."

He frowned impatiently and looked up at Rong Jinyu, "Brother, your cousin is going to keep the Imperial Concubine company. Are you happy?"

Rong Jinyu's expression was slightly tense, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

Su Zhenzhen silently covered her lips with a handkerchief and observed them quietly.

Rong Jinchen was two inches taller than Rong Jinyu. A hint of sarcasm flashed across his dark eyes. "Noble Consort Wu and Miss Wu are so fond of Ehuang and Nvying. I beg my father to help them achieve their dream."

Rong Jinyu, with a handsome face, stood in place, his eyes dark and deep, his fists clenched, and the fan bones made a creaking sound.

After a while, he regained his dashing appearance and returned to the private room on the second floor of Wangshu Tower.

The sky was clear and the air was fresh. Wangshu Lake was tranquil and peaceful. The golden sunlight sprinkled on the lake, making the waves sparkle like countless pearls.

Willows sway on the lawn by the lake, and a few crabapple trees add a touch of poetry to spring.

The spring breeze gently caressed the ground. Under the crabapple tree with colorful fallen petals, Su Zhenzhen sat on the fox fur mat, looking at the man beside her with a smile on her face.

Because she saw the black bird kite in Gu Cheng's hand, which was exquisite and cute.

Rong Jinchen said gently, "Qingqing, let's fly the kite first, and then go to the pleasure boat to cruise on the lake, okay?"

She nodded obediently, her eyes shining like stars, filled with joy and excitement.

The voice was clear and soft, "Listen to Chenchen."

Su Zhenzhen was about to take the Xuanniao kite from Gu Cheng's hand when she was stopped by Rong Jinchen.

She tilted her head in confusion, and the crabapple tassels in her bun swayed.

Rong Jinchen was so adorable by her little appearance that his heart was tickled. He coughed lightly and said, "Qingqing, I want to fly a kite with you."

Gu Cheng's pupils trembled as he looked at Gu Heng on the side. What did he hear?

Gu Heng couldn't help but shudder, and his eyes signaled, you heard it right!

Your Highness hasn't flown a kite since he was five years old!

As expected, the princess can do anything!

Su Zhenzhen looked at the kite string in her hand with a confused look on her face, then raised her head to look at the Xuanniao kite in the sky.

She pursed her lips and puffed out her cheeks angrily, looking at the man's big hand holding her small hand. The color difference between his wheat-colored skin and snow-white skin was very obvious.

She pouted and complained, "Chenchen, you are so mean! I want to fly the kite myself."

She didn't want to fly a kite while standing. Who doesn't fly a kite while running?

Rong Jinchen is a bad guy!

He actually asked Gu Cheng to fly the kite into the sky and then bring it back to her. Where's the fun in that?

Gu Cheng, the commander of the Prince of Yan's Mansion, a tall, mighty and handsome man, actually flew a kite with a girl's heart.

It attracted a lot of people's attention and was very conspicuous.

The man standing behind the girl had broad shoulders and long legs. He tilted his head to her ear and whispered, "Isn't it playing now?"

Su Yiyi saw the two people snuggling intimately not far away, and stopped jogging to fly the kite.

Her pretty face was flushed from jogging, she was panting, and had a jealous look on her face.

Damn Su Zhenzhen!

Why did she also come to Wangyue Lake!

Do you know her plan?

wrong.

She shouldn't know!

With her blood boiling, Su Yiyi ran over to test it out.

"Your humble servant pays homage to His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan."

Su Zhenzhen looked at Su Yiyi who was bowing gracefully in front of her. Her eyes moved and her fingers on the stool stopped moving, waiting for the man's reaction.

Rong Jinchen didn't even glance at Su Yiyi. He asked Su Zhenzhen in a gentle voice, "Are you thirsty, Qingqing?"

Su Yiyi's pretty little face turned pale, and her watery eyes were filled with tears. She looked like a weak white flower swaying in the wind, but the man in front of her showed no sympathy for her.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Why did my sister come to Wangshu Lake today?"

Rong Jinchen looked intently at the girl in his arms. Even if Su Yiyi revealed her identity, she still couldn't attract his attention.

Su Zhenzhen's voice was soft and crisp. She tilted her little face up to look at the handsome man, "I'm not thirsty yet."

Then he slowly looked at Su Yiyi who was bowing beside him, and said calmly, "I come when I want to. It's none of your business."

Smiling, she poked the man's knuckled fingers and said, "Chenchen, I'm still saluting you."

Su Zhenzhen didn't hate Su Yiyi, but her presence was irritating. If her biological mother was Su Qiyang's concubine, she wouldn't dislike her so much.

Su Zhenzhen equally disliked women who wanted to be mistresses, even though she knew this happened in ancient times.

If she was forced to become a concubine, she would not feel any feelings towards them, after all, sometimes she had no choice.

There is also a bit of sympathy and compassion.

But Su Yiyi's biological mother took advantage of Su Qiyang's drunkenness and mistook him for someone else to get into bed with him. How could Su Zhenzhen be nice to Su Yiyi?

Rong Jinchen's expression was cold, his eyes did not move, and he did not even look at Su Yiyi, "Get up."

Su Yiyi forced a smile, her lips pressed into a straight line, "Thank you, Your Highness Prince Yan."

He dug his fingernails deep into the flesh and retreated angrily.

How could she forget that Su Zhenzhen didn't even bother to answer her questions?

You definitely won’t get the answer by asking.

After she left, Su Zhenzhen patted her chest with her hand, blinked hard, and looked at Rong Jinchen innocently, "Chenchen, she's finally gone."

The man watched her movements leisurely, paused slightly, and said in a low voice, "Qingqing, do you not like this person?"

Su Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment. She looked at the man's inky black eyes and saw a sharp flash. She bit her lip and said, "I don't hate her, but I don't like her either. Just stay away from me."

Actually, it’s just two words: disgusting.

But could this man in front of me be planning to bring Su Yiyi into the palace as well?