Yan Ying ran away again, his pace many times faster than three years ago. His skillful light skills were particularly useful in this matter. Wen Ruoruo didn't even have time to say goodbye to him, she had already watched his light blue back disappear.
At the end of the Zixia Palace gate.
So fast...and so embarrassing...
Covering her eyebrows lightly, Ruoruo kept laughing in a muffled voice. Yan Ying was sometimes so thin-skinned that it could be broken by a bullet, and he had no ability to resist the fiery words she occasionally slipped out of her mouth.
She had no choice but to run away, wait until she forgot what happened, and then come back as if nothing had happened, pretending that nothing had happened.
However, what is his purpose in talking about the infatuated champion scholar who resisted the imperial edict and rescued his wife in Zixia Palace today? Judging from Ruoruo's understanding of him, it really doesn't seem like he is just telling her a story.[
Yan Ying is not the kind of person who has to open and close his mouth when there is nothing to do. If he doesn't talk, he will be anxious and unable to sleep.
When he was silent, he wouldn't even say a word for the entire day. He would read, drink tea, write, and draw, savoring the charm alone in silence. Even she was unwilling to share the fun. After all, some things were just for the taking.
It is a feeling that cannot be expressed in words, and it is so clear that words cannot describe it.
Therefore, Wen Ruoruo had reason to believe that his abnormality today was definitely not a whim. What kind of charm this Chang Ning had, Brother Yan Yin repeatedly mentioned it, as if he was afraid that she wouldn't notice.
Of course Ruoruo believes in Yan Ying's sexual orientation, and those impudent questions just now were just to tease him. With Yan Ying's pride, he would never fall in love with his minister's first wife, let alone covet him.
Mind, get rid of all these nonsense thoughts, what is Yan Ying’s true purpose?
Gospel came in to clean up the room, but Ruoruo was still immersed in her thoughts and couldn't come back to her senses.
Gospel wiped the table clean and was about to go out to help Ruoruo bring in the ginseng tea when her master suddenly screamed loudly.
After that, he yelled angrily, "Damn man, he is serious and wants to marry me to just anyone!"
Gospel's legs went weak and he almost fell over. He understood Ruoruo's words, but he didn't understand what she meant. He could only look at the concubine timidly.