"It definitely won't be more than three... no, one day. He likes you so much, he probably won't be able to wait until tomorrow. He might come crying to you and beg for your forgiveness at any time, hehehe..."
Their confident, coquettish laughter echoed throughout the main courtyard.
Lin Jiaoyun, the woman in the blue dress, and the entire Kyoto elite circle firmly believed that Zhou Cheng was just playing the jealousy card and would soon come back to apologize.
But what is the reality?
"bite!"
"Points have increased to 6312!"
"Points have increased to 6313!"
"......"
Ha ha ha ha!
Zhou Cheng felt extremely happy and held Cheng Xianyi's hand tightly, not letting go for even a second.
Zhou Cheng gripped her delicate, tender hands until they were marked with red welts.
Cheng Xianyi noticed several times that people around her were whispering, saying things like, "They're so arrogant now, but I wonder how pathetic they'll be when they beg Lin Jiaoyun for forgiveness."
She thought about it and realized it made sense.
She became very worried and wanted him to keep some distance from her.
But Cheng Xianyi really didn't want to, because she liked the feeling of being led by him at all times.
"What's wrong? You look so serious?" Zhou Cheng stopped and turned to ask.
Cheng Xianyi's eyes were clear and obedient, completely different from the domineering and cold-blooded one she had been in the Cheng family: "I'm a little scared."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid you'll suffer mistreatment at Miss Lin's place afterward..." It would break my heart.
Zhou Cheng was stunned for a moment.
Only then did I realize how deep a stereotype my actions over the past three years had created in them.
It seems that everything he did was to win over Lin Jiaoyun.
Zhou Cheng sighed, "So that's what you were thinking?"
"Cheng Xianyi, I'm telling you this very seriously now, I have absolutely no feelings for Lin Jiaoyun! I held your hand just because I wanted to hold your hand, and I wanted to be with you just because I wanted to be with you!"
"It's not to make anyone jealous, it's just because I like being next to you."
Cheng Xianyi felt a slight tingling sensation in her chest, as if pricked by a needle.
Thump thump thump......
My heart suddenly started pounding violently.
Before she could even answer!
A burst of laughter erupted from the side: "Hahaha! Zhou Cheng, you've really lost all sense of shame now. Are you trying to salvage your reputation?"
"Everyone knows how devoted you are to Lin Jiaoyun. You've done so many things to humiliate the Cheng family in order to please Lin Jiaoyun. Have you forgotten them all?"
"Besides, ask Miss Cheng if she believes that?"
The voice came from behind me.
Turning around, I saw it was the fourth prince, born to the imperial concubine.
He was dressed in the finest silk and satin, with gold python patterns embroidered on the cuffs. He was short and very thin, and at that moment he was looking at Zhou Cheng with disdain and a smile.
"I believe you." Cheng Xianyi's gentle and obedient demeanor vanished completely, replaced by a cold gaze.
"I urge the Fourth Prince to be careful with his words. The Zhou family is full of loyal and valiant heroes who protect the country. Zhou Cheng is the only bloodline of the Zhou family. How can he be judged by outsiders?"
The fourth prince's expression stiffened slightly for a few seconds.
He never expected that Cheng Xianyi would side with Zhou Cheng!
Can't this woman see all the care he's shown to the Cheng family over the years, and the respect and goodwill he's shown to his teacher, Grand Tutor Cheng? Why does she always act so aloof and indifferent towards her?
And this Zhou Cheng!
What's so good about this idiot that makes her want to protect him like this?!
The more the Fourth Prince thought about it, the more unwilling he became, and he blurted out what he couldn't say: "Heh, they are indeed a family of loyal martyrs. In a few days, their ancestors will surely be reunited for life."
"What do you mean?" A chill ran through Cheng Xianyi's eyes.
The Fourth Prince glanced at Zhou Cheng with a mixture of contempt and pity, and sneered, "What do you mean? The meaning is very simple. I see that Young Master Zhou's face is dark and his blood is surging. I'm afraid he will die on the executioner's block soon."
"Tsk tsk, a piece of trash whose brain is only fit to hang between a woman's legs. He still has the mind to be all lovey-dovey with someone. I suggest you go order a coffin soon!"
The fourth prince gave Zhou Cheng a meaningful look.
Then, waving his fan, he and his guards drove away into the distance.
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