Princess Consort Is No Pushover

In fact, he had wanted to come to her a long time ago, but he couldn't hold back his face.

Today he finally couldn't bear it anymore and decided to come to her on his own initiative, hoping to reconcile with her.

Seeing Long Qianche walk in, Yun Ruoyue was also a little uncomfortable.

She hurriedly said: "Pei'er, go and make tea."

"Yes, that saint, you and the young master can talk slowly." After Pei'er finished speaking, she winked with Long Qi, and the two retreated knowingly.

After the two left, the atmosphere in the room became even more gloomy.

In order to relieve this dullness, Yun Ruoyue pointed to a chair and said, "Please sit down."

"Thank you." Long Qianche walked to the chair, lightly lifted his robe, and sat down.

Then, he looked at Yun Ruoyue, his eyes were deep and soft, full of longing.

He hadn't seen her for a few days, and he had long thought of her deeply.

"Ruoyue, I'm sorry about what happened last time." He said nervously.

I don't know if Ruoyue will forgive him.

Yun Ruoyue hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's over!"

It's just that he doesn't misunderstand her anymore.

Seeing Yun Ruoyue being so generous, Long Qianche was not so nervous.

He relaxed and looked at her tenderly, "Ruoyue, actually, I know that you have nothing to do with Da Zhuang, and you don't like him either. Last time I misunderstood you because of my wild thoughts. In fact, these days, I have long wanted to come I've been looking for you, but I have never had the courage."

"I know." Yun Ruoyue nodded, "Just as long as you trust us. Don't worry, now that Da Zhuang's leg has recovered, I won't go to see him again!"

"Really?" Long Qianche couldn't believe it.

Yun Ruoyue said sincerely: "Really, I can rest assured that his leg is healed!"

"Besides, you are my future husband. I shouldn't make you sad, let you misunderstand, and make you sad."

Thinking of Long Qianche's uncomfortable appearance last time, she also felt very uncomfortable.

In fact, these days, she also wanted to find him, but she still didn't have the courage.

She was destined to marry him, it was her mission.

Since they must be husband and wife in the future, she will not make him sad, nor will she resist this marriage.

She has already decided that after the wedding room is repaired, she will marry him and live a normal life with him, and will not think about it anymore.

Seeing Yun Ruoyue say that, Long Qianche was flattered.

He pulled her up and hugged her into his arms, "Ruoyue, do you really regard me as your future husband? Are you really willing to marry me?"

Yun Ruoyue hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Of course, I am willing."

"That's great, Ruoyue, I love you." Long Qianche said, gently lifted Yun Ruoyue's chin, and was about to kiss her.

Yun Ruoyue resisted very much.

Although she was willing to marry him, she didn't want to be kissed by him. She still resisted this kind of thing in her heart.

But he was about to kiss him, what should she do!

Ahhh!

No, she had to find a way to avoid him.

At this time, Long Qianche had already closed his eyes and moved his head closer.

Just when he leaned over, Yun Ruoyue suddenly raised her head, "Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Sneezing down, Long Qianche almost slipped and fell in fright.

He was about to kiss her, but she sneezed?

He held his forehead with an exclamation mark and a question mark on his face.

And Yun Ruoyue pinched her nose apologetically, "I'm sorry Qian Che, I didn't do it on purpose, I just have an itchy nose, ah... Ahhh!"

Then, in order to pretend to be realistic, she sneezed again.

Long Qianche hurriedly said: "I'm fine, Ruoyue, what's wrong with you? Could it be because of a cold?"

"No, don't worry, my nose is itchy, it may be caused by the change of weather, you don't have to worry." Yun Ruoyue blinked her eyes guiltyly.

God! Fortunately, she reacted quickly and escaped the kiss just now.

Otherwise she is finished!

But, is she going to be like this in the future?

What would she do if the two really became husband and wife?

"Saint, the tea is here!" Just when Yun Ruoyue was very embarrassed, Pei'er's voice suddenly came from outside.

She hurried out and said embarrassingly, "My lord is thirsty, bring it in quickly!"

"Yes." Pei'er said, and hurried in.

Now, Yun Ruoyue was relieved.

Long Qianche clearly saw the relaxation on her face.

She seemed to be glad that she didn't get kissed by him.

He was a little hurt.

But it didn't show up.

Just before he came here, he had said to himself that even if Ruoyue didn't like him, as long as she was willing to marry him, that would be a blessing.

He knew that she didn't love him, so he wouldn't force her now, let alone ask questions that would embarrass her.

This kind of happiness was originally stolen, and it was already good for him to have it, so how could he dare to expect anything else?

Just like that, Long Qianche finally reconciled with Yun Ruoyue again.

His depressed heart finally eased a lot.

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late at night.

The sky was dark, and the surroundings were very quiet, only the rustling of the wind outside the window.

In the East Wing, Bai Yingluo was sitting in front of the mirror to remove the hairpin from her head, when Xiao Yu walked in mysteriously: "Miss, the Chief Guard Long is outside, he has something to ask to see you."

"Long Kun? Tell him to come in!" Bai Yingluo rolled her eyes.

"Yes." Xiao Yu said.

"Remember, be careful, don't let others see him!" Bai Yingluo reminded.

"Your servant knows." How dare Xiao Yu spoil Bai Yingluo's good deeds.

After speaking, she stepped back respectfully.

Bai Yingluo took off the last hairpin on her head, let her long black hair float down, and narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

I don't know why Long Kun came to look for her late at night.

"Miss, the chief guard Long is here." At this time, Xiao Yu had already brought Long Kun in.

Bai Yingluo glanced at Long Kun, and said to Xiao Yu: "Xiao Yu, you should step back first!"

"Yes." Xiao Yu said.

After the light rain receded, Long Kun quickly closed the door, walked towards Bai Yingluo, and whispered: "Miss, I found out some things about the saint, you must like to hear it."

"What's the matter, Brother Long Kun?" Bai Yingluo walked towards Long Kun with a delicate voice.

Long Kun swept her body, and found that she was only wearing a snow-white inner coat, with her long black hair hanging down, obviously she was about to go to bed.

Seeing her like this, his body immediately tensed up.

He suppressed the desire in his heart and said: "It's like this. When I went to assassinate the saint before, didn't a disabled person save her? I have been monitoring the disabled person for the past few days, but I found out , it turned out that his name is Da Zhuang. And he is not disabled at all, only one leg was injured."

"Da Zhuang? What is the name of a cat or a dog? It's really ugly." Bai Yingluo rolled her eyes in disdain.

Long Kun said: "That's right, this Da Zhuang not only has an ugly name, but also looks ugly."

"Ugly? I really want to know, how ugly is he?" Bai Yingluo asked curiously.