When their lips touched, Jiang Qingyao felt that He Zheng was like a hungry beast, and his hot breath invaded her mouth.
It was broad daylight and they were on the street. Fortunately, she had an umbrella to block her view, otherwise Jiang Qingyao would have been embarrassed.
The kiss didn't last long.
Perhaps it is because of his innate indifference that He Zheng's emotions are hidden, unlike those of ordinary people.
Having been in a high position for a long time, he has long been able to develop a calm and composed character without being arrogant or impatient.
Jiang Qingyao, however, felt that it was okay. She restrained her stubbornness and saw the icy superior fall for her and bow down for love, which was even more touching.
She moved her lips and said, "The Marquis is too tall. I've been standing on tiptoe and it's a bit tiring."
Hearing this, He Zheng opened his arms without hesitation, put his arm around her waist and picked her up easily.
Jiang Qingyao lifted her feet off the ground and put her hands on He Zheng's shoulders. She couldn't help but chuckle as she smiled.
No, his arm strength was truly amazing, and he could hold her with one hand effortlessly.
Wouldn't she be unable to move at all from now on?
This thought suddenly popped up in Jiang Qingyao's mind.
The passerby hiding from the rain alone on the opposite side had a strange expression on his face.
Although the umbrella blocked their view, who couldn't see that the two people were hugging each other?
Sour, there is an inexplicable sour smell in the air!
"Go back home." He Zheng's voice was light, but with a hint of smile.
Jiang Qingyao let him carry her and put her head directly on his shoulder. No matter what, just let her be a lazy person.
"Are you tired? Are your hands sore?"
"Not tired."
"Holding Yaoyao for a long time will never make you tired."
Jiang Qingyao was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes widened.
He actually started talking sweet words to her?
Jiang Qingyao raised the corners of her mouth quietly and hugged him tighter.
"Did your mission go smoothly? Is Xuanhua City prosperous?"
Basically, He Zheng patiently answered everything she asked.
In this way, he held the umbrella and carried her back to the carriage.
Seeing them coming from afar, Xi Feng widened his eyes and couldn't help but think in his heart, can it be like this?
He scratched his head, feeling that his presence here was somewhat out of place. He shouldn't be a groom, he should be under the carriage.
After He Zheng stuffed the people into the carriage, Jiang Qingyao felt something was wrong. She seemed to have forgotten something?
He Zheng was tall, and once he sat in, the spacious carriage suddenly felt cramped.
"What is Yaoyao thinking about?"
Jiang Qingyao slapped her head suddenly, "I remember now, Siyu!"
"Siyu went to Babao Pavilion to buy snacks. I almost forgot about her."
He Zheng reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Don't hit my head."
After saying that, he rubbed the place where he had just slapped her.
Jiang Qingyao paused and chuckled softly, "Don't worry, he's not stupid, he's quite clever."
He Zheng raised the corner of his lips, turned around and asked Xi Feng to pick up He Siyu.
Xifeng replied "OK" and ran away quickly.
At this time, a window in the attic opposite the carriage was open, and two people were standing by the window looking down.
"Cough, cough, cough." King Kang's pale face looked a little sick, and he raised his hand to his lips.
"What do you think is so special about Jiang?"
The staff hesitated for a moment and said, "Extremely beautiful?"
King Kang glanced at him.
Meeting King Kang's sharp gaze, the aide immediately said sternly, "I am stupid and ignorant. I really don't know."
He continued, "I've heard that the Xue family is extremely indulgent and trusting of the Jiang family. They opened a teahouse in Fuzhou because they believed the Jiang family's words... However, the Xue family's teahouse business is bleak. If they continue to operate like this, I'm afraid they will lose all their money."
The staff was full of doubts, "The Xue family has been in business for a long time, how could they run a business at a loss?"
King Kang frowned, "There's something fishy going on. Merchants don't value profit. There's only one possibility: it's all about power."
"Cough cough cough..." He started coughing violently again.
The staff member said worriedly, "Your Highness should take care of your health. Don't take those self-destructive drugs anymore. If you continue, I'm afraid it will really damage your foundation."
An imperceptible coldness flashed across King Kang's eyes.
"If I don't do this, how can I avoid my father's suspicion?"
The staff did not dare to refute.
Prince Kang's voice was hoarse and amused, "Father made the decision on behalf of Jiang and punished Concubine Qiao. He defended her so much, and Marquis Anguo cares about her so much. If we can control her in our hands, she will be a very good knife."
His father has a knife in his hand, and he also wants to have a sharp knife of his own.
The staff member hesitated to speak, and finally said in a low voice: "Jiang is not that easy to control. Unless you use the cold smoke poison, that is one of His Highness's trump cards and must not be used lightly."
King Kang withdrew his gaze and said, "I will make my own decision."
The staff could not persuade him any further, "I will send someone to keep a close eye on the Xue family's movements in Fuzhou."
If the Xue family wants power, they can only serve the prince. What do they want to do for the prince?
…
Xifeng picked up He Siyu, and she had an oil-paper umbrella in her hand.
"Second Miss, who gave this to you?"
He Siyu frowned slightly and pursed her lips. "Xie Yuchuan from the Runan Xie family lent me his umbrella."
"Xie Yuchuan?" Xi Feng didn't know him, but he didn't care. It had nothing to do with him anyway.
He Siyu was in a low mood all the way. Although Xie Yuchuan lent her an umbrella, it was just out of courtesy. His good gentlemanly character did not allow him to turn a blind eye.
Even if it was a random stranger on the street, he would give his umbrella to that person.
He Siyu felt her chest becoming increasingly stuffy and she felt a little breathless, so she returned to her room and fell asleep.
As night falls, glass lamps are lit in the bedroom, casting a layer of warm light on the surroundings.
Jiang Qingyao, who had just finished taking a shower, lay on the windowsill and looked up at the stars in the sky. The stars were shining brightly tonight.
He Zheng came over and lifted her loose hair to her ear. "Was the Queen's birthday party fun?"
He hugged Jiang Qingyao from behind and leaned his arms on the windowsill.
Jiang Qingyao turned her head and said, "It's quite interesting. He kicked someone, climbed the wall, and even asked someone to add something to Concubine Qiao's cup... Do you know everything?"
Nan Dong should send a message to tell him.
Sure enough, He Zheng said: "Yeah, I know."
A flash of hostility flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Qingyao huddled in He Zheng's arms. "Princess Qiao has been punished to go to Ci'en Temple. She probably won't be able to return to the palace for a long time."
She thought He Zheng should answer "Yeah" at this moment, but she didn't expect that the response was a big hand covering her eyes.
He Zheng lowered his head and kissed her lightly.
"No."
Concubine Qiao will never return to the palace in her life.
If Jiang Qingyao's eyes had not been covered at this time, she would have seen the murderous intent in the cold and solemn eyes of He Zheng.
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