Quick Wear: Who said soft girls have to be obedient! biu!

After a few rains, the temperature in the mountains turned cold.

Gu Zhen and Chen Pei went down the mountain when the weather cleared up to buy some silk and cloth, and to prepare some dowry for He Jiaojiao.

It should have been a happy wedding, but when they came back with their people, they found everyone sitting there with sad faces.

Duan Ying stood up from his seat with a pale face. When he saw Chen Pei, he knelt down and admitted his mistake without saying a word.

Chen Pei was startled: "Hurry up, kid, your wounds haven't healed yet, why are you out?"

She felt uneasy and looked left and right but couldn't find her daughter.

Duan Ying was already feeling guilty and said, "Master's Wife, I made my Junior Sister angry and she left. She left a letter saying that she wanted to go out and relax..."

Chen Pei's body swayed, and she picked up the letter with shaking hands.

He Jiaojiao wrote just a few words in the letter, asking her parents to take good care of their health while she went down the mountain to try her luck. As for getting married, she left it at that.

"What the hell is going on? Why did you run away from home?!"

Duan Ying lowered his head, regretting having said such harsh words today.

He Jiaojiao came to see him for the first time in the morning. Without asking about his injuries, she asked Duan Ying whether he was still willing to fulfill the engagement.

Only then did he realize that his master and his mistress really planned to arrange their wedding in the spring.

In the past, he would have been willing to do it, but now, seeing how much his junior sister cared about Yu Hanbing, Duan Ying had already given up.

He doesn't want to.

At least I don't want to get married when my junior sister has someone else in her heart.

What he longed for was the relationship like that between his master and his mistress, who had practiced martial arts together since childhood and only had each other in body and mind.

In just a moment of hesitation, He Jiaojiao understood. She realized that she had been deserted by everyone in the Lingxing Sect and no one understood her. In a fit of anger, she left a letter and chose to go down the mountain to relax.

After hearing the whole story, Chen Pei was so angry that she almost smashed a table.

"Let her go! She has a good life but she has to go looking for trouble. With her mediocre skills and muddled brain, she will have to suffer a few big losses before she learns her lesson!"

Everyone didn't know what to say after hearing this. They couldn't just agree with the person's mother, but they also couldn't bring themselves to say a few good words for He Jiaojiao against their conscience.

Gu Zhen helped Duan Ying sit up and quietly comforted him: "Don't blame you, Junior Sister must have wanted to leave a long time ago and was just looking for an excuse."

Duan Ying felt better and looked at his senior sister with gratitude.

This was misunderstood by Zhao Yi who was standing beside him, so he turned his head away and sulked.

He was wearing a cloak with a fur collar, which was exquisitely made, making him look like a noble man who had walked out of a painting.

After staying in the mountain for seven or eight days, Zhao Yi did not feel bored. Instead, it was very fresh. Every day he could see how Gu Zhen, as the eldest sister, guided the younger brothers and sisters in practicing basic skills.

You can also watch Ling Ziyi and others sparring with the disciples of Lingxing Sect in martial arts.

He could also occasionally go to the back mountain to spy on Gu Zhen's hard work in practicing his internal skills. When she wasn't doing well in practice, he would go to comfort her and take the opportunity to be teased by Gu Zhen and take advantage of her.

Zhao Yi was enjoying this so much that he almost forgot that there was a junior fellow apprentice on the mountain who grew up with Gu Zhen.

Loved junior brother!

Seeing that Gu Zhen was concerned about Duan Ying as soon as she came back, Zhao Yi felt so jealous.

How could He Jiaojiao go down the mountain? She should stay here and marry Duan Ying.

Zhao Yi put his fist to his lips and coughed softly: "Mrs. He, you don't have to worry. It's peaceful outside now. As long as Miss He doesn't cause trouble, nothing will go wrong."

"If you're worried, I can send someone to help you look for him. We also happen to be searching for the remaining members of the Demon Cult. What do you think?"

Chen Pei was naturally very willing and thanked him repeatedly, but she was still worried about her daughter.

He Jiaojiao has been a troublemaker since she was a child.

Chen Pei looked at the pile of things prepared for the wedding on the table and sighed helplessly.

If Duan Ying didn't want to marry and her daughter didn't want to marry, she wouldn't force them.

Chen Pei was a little tired, so she went back to her bedroom to rest alone.

Gu Zhen asked someone to put all the purchased items into the warehouse, as He Jiaojiao might be able to use them when she comes back someday.

Just when he was about to go to the back mountain to practice his internal skills while the weather was good, he was stopped by Duan Ying.

"Senior sister!"

"Can you go for a walk with me?"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Gu Zhen did not refuse, and the two of them walked towards the back mountain together.

Zhao Yi felt even more jealous, so he declined Ling Ziyi's offer to send him back and followed him secretly.

He didn't know martial arts, so he followed from a distance and couldn't hear what the people in front were saying. He thought that the two people were getting too close to each other.

Senior sisters and junior brothers shouldn’t be like this.

After following stealthily for a full half hour, the two finally ended their conversation. Duan Ying turned around and walked back, while Zhao Yi quickly hid behind a tree and dared not move.

Duan Ying shook his head slightly as he passed by, but did not expose her.

Zhao Yi thought he had not been discovered and breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could catch his breath, he heard footsteps behind him.

He dared not move, for fear of being discovered by Gu Zhen.

Gu Zhen wanted to laugh. This Prince Zhao must have never done such a thing to lower his status. His cloak was even exposed.

She walked over quietly, then suddenly appeared, scaring Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi was caught, and pretended to be calm: "What a coincidence, Miss Gu is here too."

Gu Zhen crossed his arms and said, "Following me and my junior brother? How could you do such a thing, Your Majesty!"

He wanted to explain that it was a coincidence, but he lacked the confidence and blushed as he stammered.

Gu Zhen chuckled. She had noticed in the past few days that Zhao Yi liked her very much. As long as she showed up, his eyes would never move away.

Whatever she's doing, just stare.

When she pretended to be the eldest senior sister in front of her fellow students, she would definitely see Zhao Yi's slightly admiring eyes when she turned around.

When Houshan felt uncomfortable because of the slow progress of his internal energy, Zhao Yi would come over with blinking peach blossom eyes and comfort him in an awkward manner.

If I talk a few more words to any of my junior brothers, I guarantee I'll smell a hint of jealousy.

Gu Zhen wanted to tease him: "Your Majesty, do you want to know what Junior Brother said to me?"

As she asked, she moved closer to Zhao Yi, squeezing him between herself and the tree trunk, and hooked her hand on the straps of his cloak, circling it intermittently.

Zhao Yi lowered his head and smelled a scent of flowers. People in the Lingxing Sect loved to drink scented tea and they could make it themselves. Over time, they became accustomed to the scent.

But only the smell of Gu Zhen made him feel dizzy.

I wonder if this female flower thief has drugged someone again.

Zhao Yi swallowed his saliva: "If I want to know, will you tell me?"

Gu Zhen gently put her arms around Zhao Yi's neck. She stood on tiptoe, breathing sweetly: "Of course not, but if the prince is willing to sacrifice his looks, then that may not be the case."

Zhao Yi and she put their foreheads together, their breaths entwined, their hearts racing.

I remembered that kiss.

Thinking back to when Gu Zhen was in front of others, she was always humble, polite, even serious and aloof, but only in front of him would she be like this.

The harassment drove him crazy.

Zhao Yi lowered his head uncontrollably, breathing heavily and trying to kiss her, but when he was about to get close, he only kissed the palm of Gu Zhen's hand.

He took a breath, a little anxiously, and kissed Gu Zhen's palm again and again. Finally, he raised his eyes aggrievedly: "Please, let me kiss you, okay?"

He boldly put his arms around Gu Zhen's waist and lifted her into his arms.

I'll go crazy if I can't kiss you again.