The soft beauty is so good at teasing, the villain prince asks for a kiss

Chu Suifeng pushed the medicine bowl forward unhappily, "I'm glad you know. Be honest next time."

Rong Heqing held the medicine bowl in silence for a long time, his face looked more bitter than the medicine. After a long while, he raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp.

After drinking it, she almost vomited and kept twisting on the bed.

Chu Suifeng: "...the medicine is biting you in your mouth?"

"Water, water, water -"

Chu Suifeng picked up the kettle and was about to pour a cup, but Rong Heqing snatched it away and poured it directly into his mouth.

After taking several big gulps, she felt like she was alive again.

She put down the kettle and leaned on the bedside, saying with despair, "No need to eat lunch, I'm full."

"How can I not eat? If I don't eat, it will be bad for my health and my wounds will heal slowly."

As soon as Cui Mei came in and heard this, she frowned in disapproval.

Rong Heqing tilted his head to look at her: "Why did Aunt come back so soon? Didn't you say you were going back home?"

"Yes, the case is closed, and your uncle and grandfather have finally returned home. They said they would come to see you later, so they asked me to bring the portrait over first."

"Portrait?" Rong Heqing was confused for a moment before he remembered what a portrait was.

Cui Mei waved her hand and immediately a group of maids came in, each holding a stack of scrolls in their hands.

Cui Mei brushed aside the curtain and walked in. Just as she was about to speak, her eyes lit up when she saw Chu Suifeng. She stared at him for a moment, sat down beside the bed and asked, "Who is this young master——"

"Ah, this is my personal guard, Chu Suifeng."

Rong Heqing glanced at Chu Suifeng, who bowed and said, "Meet the Madam."

"No gift."

Seeing that the two had something to say, Chu Suifeng prepared to leave. However, he had only taken two steps when he heard Cui Mei ask in a low voice: "This little Chu looks very talented. He is also your personal guard. You know him well. It is not impossible to let him marry into your family..."

Chu Suifeng stumbled suddenly and almost fell down.

When Rong Heqing saw this, he immediately laughed out loud without any hesitation.

Chu Suifeng turned around and glared at her, signaling her to stop talking nonsense.

Cui Mei turned around in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Chu Suifeng immediately restrained his expression and said with a stern face: "It's okay, my shoes are uncomfortable."

After saying that, he quickly walked out the door and fled.

Rong Heqing laughed again. Cui Mei looked from one to the other in confusion, "Does he have a crush on someone?"

Rong Heqing nodded, "Yes, he likes it very much."

Cui Mei immediately showed disappointment. "Is that so? What a pity. I thought he was of the right age, handsome, and reliable. I thought... that's all. So which girl does he like? The one who is pulling bamboo or the one who is breaking willow branches?"

"Miss Qian."

Cui Mei: “Ah?”

"He only likes money and not people. Aunt, you really got the wrong idea." Rong Heqing laughed.

Cui Mei was stunned for a moment, then she laughed, "I see, I thought you didn't like him."

"I like him, but it's not the same kind of liking as that. In my heart he is my other brother."

When Chu Suifeng, who was leaning against the pillar in a daze, heard this, his eyes moved slightly, he pulled his lip, and then pursed it.

Who is your brother?

He snorted almost inaudibly and turned to fiddle with the branches outside the porch.

Cui Mei nodded in understanding, "Then treat them well."

As she spoke, she took a few paintings from the maid behind her and placed them beside the bed, then opened them and showed them to her, "These are the portraits sent by the matchmaker. Take a look first. Do you see any that suit your taste?"

Last time, Pojun was still in bed late at night. She didn't understand what was going on and didn't explain it to Cui Mei. She didn't expect that she really got the portrait.

Since you are here, you might as well take a look and kill time.

Rong Heqing perked up and picked up a nearby painting to take a look. The person in the painting was tall and slender, holding a folding fan, with bright peach blossom eyes, looking quite elegant.

She shook her head, "No, this one looks better than me."

"What about this?" Cui Mei unfolded it for her to see.

Rong Heqing looked at it for a moment and said, "No, it's too dark."

The maids all came forward, each holding a painting in their hands, and lined up to show her. If this batch didn't do well, they would move on to the next batch.

Rong and Qing looked at them one by one and actually saw a few who looked good enough for them. However, when they asked about their status, they found that they were either too low or had no ambition.

These people are fine as friends, but they are not good enough as husbands.

Those who come from a low social class are often suppressed by their wife's family. No matter what the wife's family's attitude is, they will inevitably feel unbalanced over time and are easily instigated.

He has no ambition and relies on his family to make a living. Once the family goes bankrupt, he will probably starve to death.

After all, no one can guarantee that their family will last forever.

Rong Heqing shook his head again and again, seeing that in the end no one could compare to Qin Yunxian.

etc--

Why did she compare them with Qin Yunxian?

She stared at the portrait in amazement, her mind going blank.

Seeing her staring at the portrait, Cui Mei thought she liked it, so she introduced: "This is Marquis Lu Yang's legitimate son. Do you like him?"

Rong Heqing suddenly came back to his senses, "No."

"Just say it if you like it. No need to be shy in front of your aunt."

"Really not." Rong Heqing laughed and glanced at the legitimate son of Marquis Lu Yang. He was indeed outstanding in appearance, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a righteous aura. However, compared with Qin Yunxian, he was much inferior.

She sighed, held Cui Mei's hand and said, "To be honest with you, aunt, I already have someone in my heart."

Cui Mei was stunned: "Whose son is he?"

Rong Heqing licked his lower lips.

After much thought, Qin Yunxian is still the most suitable.

Never mind, she accepted her fate.

After she figured it out, she said with relief: "It's His Royal Highness Prince Duan."

"Prince Duan?" Cui Mei was startled, frowned and pondered, and said as tactfully as possible: "Prince Duan is indeed very handsome, and he is also a prince, so he is a good match for you, but, but his leg may not be cured in this lifetime, and it may also affect his offspring. Have you thought about it?"

"I've thought it through." Rong Heqing said seriously, "His legs are not a problem, and I don't care about having a child. I'll accept it if he has one or not, but he is indeed the most suitable candidate."

Cui Mei hesitated, "Do you want to reconsider it?"

Rong Heqing shook his head. "I have been thinking about it for many days. To be honest, aunt, this is not just my idea. His Royal Highness Prince Duan has also contacted me."

Cui Mei was stunned and speechless. After a while, she whispered, "I am not your mother after all. I cannot make the decision. You still have to discuss it with them."

"I know, thank you for your understanding, aunt."

Rong Heqing patted Cui Mei's hand.

Cui Mei breathed a sigh of relief. "Marriage is a big deal that affects your whole life. Our worries are just worries. Whether you can live a good life in the end depends on you. As long as you are willing, it is better than anything else."

"Ah."

Rong Heqing stood up and gently hugged Cui Mei, "I do."

*

That night, Rong Heqing asked Zhe Liu to write a letter to the King and Queen of Annan.

By the way, I also gave one to Qin Yunxian.

The letter to South City was sent by express horse, traveling day and night, and arrived in just five days.

The letter stated the pros and cons and also said that Prince Duan treated her very well and they were in love with each other.

The King of Annan and the Queen thought about it all night and finally agreed.