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Unexpectedly, they had already entered Tingfeng Pavilion and still could not escape.

That’s all.

Since I chose to get entangled with Liu Yunmeng, I should have expected this day. What should come will eventually come.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng felt magnanimous. He looked directly at the masked woman in the corner of the first floor and thought: Why don't we just go down and say hello and explain clearly that Liu Yunmeng and I came to the brothel because we wanted to meet the Qingqing woman? Shadow Girl doesn't have any other purpose.

On second thought, saying this seems a bit too obvious.

To go or not to go, that is the question.

Just when Ren Pingsheng was hesitant, the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion came over with a confused look on his face: "Two nobles, Miss Qingying said that when she came to the capital, she only saw talented people who could win the first prize in the cultural fair, and the rest were not seen. "It's useless to explain the key points to her. Hey, the slave family can't force the guests to do anything. My Lord, what should I do?"

now.

Liu Yunmeng and Ren Pingsheng focused all their attention on Liu Ruyan on the first floor and didn't even listen to what she was saying.

After a while, he turned his head and looked at the manager of Tingfeng Pavilion. He frowned slightly and asked, "What did you say?"

"The slave family said"

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion repeated what he just said.

Liu Yunmeng waved his hand and said, "I understand, go down."

"If you have any other instructions, noble sir, just say hello and I will leave."

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion bowed solemnly and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

At this time, Ren Pingsheng suddenly stopped her.

"What are your orders, Master?" The manager of Tingfeng Pavilion looked at Ren Pingsheng and asked respectfully.

Ren Pingsheng said: "Go and prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones."

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion said: "The slave family will go now."

After a while.

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion took out the Four Treasures of the Study.

Ren Pingsheng looked at her and said calmly: "I said, you write."

Does he want to compose poetry?

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion was startled and replied: "I understand."

Ren Pingsheng said slowly: "The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMWs and carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The sound of phoenix and flute moves, the light of jade pot turns, and fish and dragons dance all night."

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion savored it carefully while writing, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

As the shopkeeper of a brothel, her business ability is not only pimping, but also arty, and she has a certain appreciation of poetry and songs.

Naturally, I know that the top line of this poem is extremely outstanding in today's literary conference.

In just a few sentences, a lively scene was described.

Whether it is the so-called stars like rain, thousands of flowers and trees, or the dance of fish and dragons, they are all very consistent with the grand scene of the temple fair tonight.

It is no exaggeration to say that the poems and songs written by today's talented people may not be as good as half of the poems put together.

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Liu Yunmeng's attention was also attracted by Ren Pingsheng.

The last time the journey was difficult, she only felt it was good, but she didn't know what the good was.

This time, she felt good about the words from the bottom of her heart, because the half of the words described the splendid fireworks all over the sky, the colorful floats, the wealthy people watching the lanterns, the melodious music of the piano, and the floating fish. She had just experienced the dragon lanterns and the bright moon.

Before this, she had never thought that she could describe these scenes in such beautiful sentences.

If she was asked to write it, I'm afraid it would only take her a long time to write just two words - beautiful!

"Where's the second half of the palace?" Liu Yunmeng asked impatiently.

Ren Pingsheng said leisurely: "The moth is a golden wisp of snow and willow, and the laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd has searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, that person is there, in the dimly lit place."

The words fell.

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion had a frozen expression and stared blankly at the white paper. The hand holding the pen was motionless, and his whole person seemed to have turned into a sculpture. It took a while before he came back to his senses and murmured to himself: "The public has been searching for him for thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person is there, in a dimly lit place."

Liu Yunmeng saw that the face of the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion was extremely strange, and he was confused. The word "Xiaque" sounded very good, but when he read it, he had an indescribable feeling. Why did the shopkeeper have such an expression?

"Having said that, I don't know if Ren Pingsheng's poem can win the first prize at the cultural conference."

Liu Yunmeng couldn't help but feel uneasy when she looked at the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion who was still waiting to write.

As a princess, she enjoyed the best education, but she didn't study hard, her talent was mediocre, and her literary appreciation was limited. She only knew that Ren Pingsheng's poem was very good, but she didn't know how good it was.

She didn't know, but the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion knew it.

Not to mention a small brothel literary society, even the world-famous scholars will praise this poem when they read it!

Shangque is just a masterpiece.

The next chapter is a famous piece that can be passed down through the ages!

"call--"

I don’t know how much time passed, but the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion took a long breath, started writing tremblingly, and after finishing writing the poem Xiaque, he stood up, bowed deeply to Ren Shengsheng, and said sincerely: "My family thanks you, Master. "

Liu Yunmeng was confused: "Why are you thanking me for no reason?"

She didn't understand, but Ren Pingsheng knew it very well.

A poem that can be passed down for thousands of years was born in Tingfeng Pavilion, which is the best advertisement of Tingfeng Pavilion.

Let’s not talk about the distant one, let’s talk about the near one. When literati and poets mention this poem, the first thing they think of is the poem itself, then the author, and then the creative background and place of creation of the poem, etc.

It is no exaggeration to say that this poem may make Tingfeng Pavilion become the most famous brothel in the capital and even in the Great Zhou Dynasty!

"Sir, I wonder what the name of this poem is?"

"Ci title, Qingyu'an, Ci name, Yunmeng Lake Dream Like Smoke, Author, Qiwu." Ren Pingsheng said slowly with a calm face.

Yunmeng Lake Dream Like Smoke.

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion was slightly stunned. His first reaction was why he chose a title that had nothing to do with the content of the poem.

After a little thought, he suddenly understood something. He looked up at Ren Pingsheng, then at Liu Yunmeng, and his expression became a little strange.

He hesitated for a while, but finally did not speak, and signed the poem as Ren Pingsheng said.

After signing the poem, he put down the pen, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and asked respectfully: "Sir, are you going to use this poem to participate in the literary meeting?"

"Yes." Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly.

"Then can I take this poem down for everyone to appreciate?" Tingfeng Pavilion shopkeeper asked again.

"Yes."

"Thank you, sir. I'll take my leave first."

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion stood up, bowed properly, and then carefully picked up the paper with the lyrics and walked to the first floor.

After she left.

Liu Yunmeng, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally couldn't help asking, "Who is dancing?"

Ren Pingsheng smiled and said, "It's you, Your Highness."

"?" Liu Yunmeng looked confused.

Ren Pingsheng said, "I gave you a nickname. What do you think?"

Liu Yunmeng pouted and said, "I don't like it. You should keep it for yourself."

Ren Pingsheng saw that she was a little upset and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Liu Yunmeng looked at the first floor and saw Liu Ruyan still standing there. She lowered her voice and said, "You named this poem, Dreaming Like Smoke in Yunmeng Lake. The surface meaning is that you had a dream like smoke in Yunmeng Lake. The actual meaning is that even if you are by Yunmeng's side, you dream of Ruyan. Is that right?"

As she spoke, her tone became a little lost, and she muttered to herself, "You didn't write this poem for me, but for Chang'an."

"Your Highness misunderstood."

Ren Pingsheng stared at Liu Yunmeng with a very serious expression, and said word by word, "This poem is written for His Highness Chang'an, but it is also written for Your Highness."

Liu Yunmeng heard this, and her eyes were confused.

She was not in the dimly lit place, why did she say that this poem was also written for her?

I was at a loss when I heard a burst of heated discussions all around me. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw several talented people dressed as scholars, looking excited and passionate.

"The first stanza of this poem describes the grand occasion of the Dragon Boat Festival, and the second stanza is about finding the ideal person. The conception is exquisite and the language is delicate. It is indeed a rare masterpiece!"

"It is worthwhile to witness the birth of such a masterpiece today!"

"Especially this sentence "I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, and when I looked back, he was in the dim light. It is endless aftertaste when I read it carefully, and it will surely become a famous sentence for all ages!"

"Yes, after searching for him thousands of times in the prosperity, I found that the ideal person was right beside me. Such a mood is really wonderful!"

"If you read the poem and only see the superficial appearance, you will eventually fall behind. This poem clearly wants to express his noble ambitions and feelings through the search for a lonely woman"

"There is some truth. By the way, who is this dancer? He can create such a masterpiece. He should not be an unknown person. Why is it the first time I heard about it?"

"..."

The ideal person is right beside me? Is that so?

Liu Yunmeng keenly caught this sentence and looked dazed.

At this time, Ren Pingsheng beside him lowered his voice and said: "This poem was written half an hour ago when I and Your Highness were watching fireworks by the Cailian River.

At that time, BMWs and carved carriages, moths and snow willows passed by in a hurry. I turned around and saw Your Highness standing in a place with sparse lights."

Ren Pingsheng stopped talking here, and let the sister-in-law taste the rest slowly.

As for what she can taste, it depends on her.

"What do you mean?"

Liu Yunmeng gradually came back to her senses, and her eyes that had dimmed brightened again, and her eyes looking at Ren Pingsheng also had a bit of unusual meaning.

"I just wrote it out of my feelings, and I have no other intentions."

The second time he copied poems, Ren Pingsheng was already a lot more open.

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"Then why did you give this poem this name."

After listening to the explanation, Liu Yunmeng's mood improved, but she was still a little dissatisfied with "Dreams like smoke in Yunmengze".

Ren Pingsheng said, "I just want to add the names of His Highness and Chang'an's Highness."

When I was reading it, I was a little excited and came up with a name myself.

Now that I think about it, my ability is really limited and I have done something wrong. It would be better to call it Qingyu'an·Duanwu.

When Liu Yunmeng heard this, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he thought for a few seconds and fell silent again.

After all, Ren Pingsheng is Chang'an's husband, and I am Chang'an's imperial sister.

Ren Pingsheng's close relationship with me is not tolerated by the secular world. He has been under pressure and has composed two excellent works for me in a row. What else can I ask for.

"Unless.

I can persuade my father to withdraw his order and cancel this marriage, but Ren Pingsheng seems to like Chang'an very much.

If I really ruin this marriage, he will be very sad. If he hates me for this, we can't even be friends."

After Liu Yunmeng realized her position, her heart sank again, and her expression became a little lost.

Aside.

Ren Pingsheng looked at his sister-in-law with a complicated expression, and probably guessed what she was thinking. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Ten seconds later.

Liu Yunmeng seemed to have figured something out, and a flower-like smile bloomed on her delicate little face again. She looked at Ren Pingsheng with her watery peach blossom eyes, blinked smartly, and said in a light voice: "Your wife is here after you. Why don’t you go down and say hello?”

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Ren Pingsheng then remembered that Liu Ruyan was still watching from the first floor, a little dazed.

"If you don't want to go, I will go. At least explain clearly that I and you are just friends. I came to Tingfeng Pavilion to meet the girl Qingying."

Liu Yunmeng stood up as he spoke, twisted his slender waist, and walked towards the first floor.

The first floor of Tingfeng Pavilion.

Jiang Chuyue stood beside Liu Ruyan and glanced at the couple on the second floor who were looking at each other lovingly, and her whole body became excited.

His heart was beating very fast, but there was a worried look on his face, and he softly advised:

"Senior Sister, please don't be impulsive. Junior Sister thought, no matter how morally corrupt Ren was in his life, he would not do such an unethical and scandalous thing as taking his wife and sister to visit a brothel. Even if he wanted to, His Highness Yun He would not do it. I will definitely not agree.

After all, His Highness Yunhe is a royal relative. If anyone sees him, he will lose the royal face. These are secondary. The most important thing is that it will hurt your heart, senior sister.

Therefore, the junior sister thought that there must be a reason why Ren Pingsheng brought Yunhe to visit the brothel, and it was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

All in all, senior sister must control her emotions and never go up to them to argue. "

After speaking in one breath, he turned around and saw his senior sister looking in a trance, as if she was wandering around.

As a disciple of the Human Sect who practices immortality, Jiang Chuyue is extremely familiar with the scene in front of her. It is clearly the soul leaving the body!

"Sister?"

Jiang Chuyue's heart sank and she called softly.

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No one responded.

Jiang Chuyue immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, frowned slightly, and looked around, no longer as frivolous and casual as before.

“This is the capital, with Mount Wusheng as its back, and those who can forcibly separate Senior Sister’s soul will not dare to come here to cause trouble.

Therefore, Senior Sister's spirit separation should be something she took the initiative to do, but I don't know why Senior Sister did this.

No matter what, let's take good care of my senior sister first, let the matters of my life go for a while, and deal with him, this scum of the world, when I have the opportunity in the future. "

Jiang Chuyue was thinking this, and suddenly saw somewhere on the second floor, Princess Yun and Princess stood up and walked towards her slowly.

"When I came to a brothel with my brother-in-law, she actually dared to come to the brothel?"

Jiang Chuyue looked at Princess Yunhe who was getting closer and closer. She was stunned for a moment, then immediately cheered up and prepared to fight.

After a while.

Liu Yunmeng came to Liu Ruyan, glanced at Jiang Chuyue, and said calmly: "You go out first, I have something to say with your senior sister alone."

Obviously, she knew Jiang Chuyue and knew that she was no ordinary palace maid.

"Your Highness, Senior Sister, something happened to her."

Jiang Chuyue looked worried on her face and said timidly.

Liu Yunmeng was stunned when he heard this. He subconsciously looked at Liu Ruyan and found that her eyes were distracted and she was in a very wrong state.

"What's wrong with her?" Liu Yunmeng asked.

"Since I just saw you and your consort sitting together, Your Highness, it has been like this. I think, Senior Sister, there is nothing more sad than death."

"Is there nothing greater to mourn than to die?" Liu Yunmeng was a little confused.

"Your Highness does not know something. A long time ago, senior sister has been waiting for the prince-in-law in the palace with great expectations. She thought that one day in the future, she would be able to bring the case together and play the piano and the harp in harmony, but she did not realize it."

As Jiang Chuyue spoke, her expression became extremely complicated, including sadness, anger, and the pain of being helpless.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice trembled.

"His Royal Highness Yunhe should know how senior sister has been suffering these days. If it weren't for the support of the consort, I'm afraid she would have committed suicide long ago. Today, it is rare to come out to relax, but I saw you and the consort...Senior sister, her life It’s so painful...wuwu..."

Before she could finish her words, she was already bursting into tears.

But if you look closely, you will find that she was crying so hard that she actually shed only a few tears.

"Is Chang An like this?"

Liu Yunmeng was a little confused when she looked at Liu Ruyan and Jiang Chuyue who were looking dull in front of her.

Based on her understanding of Chang An, she should not be someone who values ​​the affection between her children.

"It's strange. Doesn't she only have cultivation in her heart? Could it be that after her cultivation was abolished, her personality also changed?"

Liu Yunmeng was stunned for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and said slightly anxiously: "I'm going to find the imperial doctor."

"Don't!" Jiang Chuyue blurted out.

Liu Yunmeng looked at her with a confused expression.

Jiang Chuyue was silent for a second, lowered her head, and said sadly: "Your Highness has invited the imperial doctor. How can I tell the imperial doctor? I can't say that senior sister saw you and..."

At this point, it stopped abruptly.

Even Liu Yunmeng could guess what happened next.

Put yourself in her shoes, if you and your friends are walking on the street, and suddenly you find that the husband who has made an engagement and is deeply in love with her is hanging out with another woman.

I'm afraid I'll faint from sadness.

"Chang An's appearance has been ruined, her cultivation has been ruined, she has already fallen to the bottom of her life, but now she can't even find the person she loves.

Is this palace really wrong? "

The guilt surged in like a tide, so heavy that Liu Yunmeng could hardly breathe.

After a while, he calmed down and whispered: "You can't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment."

"Your Highness, you should go back. If Your Highness is here, Senior Sister will only be more sad. With me by your side, Senior Sister should be able to recover."

Jiang Chuyue saw Liu Yunmeng's complicated expression and was worried that she would get entangled here, so she said this.

"Can it be recovered?" Liu Yunmeng's eyes lit up.

Jiang Chuyue nodded and said: "Excessive sadness will damage the soul. It can be restored as long as it does not worsen."

These words are pure fabrication. Princess Yunhe knows nothing about spiritual practice anyway, so he should just send her away as soon as possible.

"Then I will go back first. If anything happens to Chang An, you must tell me." Liu Yunmeng warned with a hint of worry on her brows.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I'll remember it." Jiang Chuyue didn't want to say more and nodded lightly.

Liu Yunmeng glanced worriedly at Liu Ruyan, who was still wandering in his mind. After hesitating for a while, he turned around and returned to the second floor.

Return to Ren Pingsheng.

Liu Yunmeng didn't say anything, just sat quietly, looking worried.

Ren Pingsheng stood on the second floor and had a clear view.

From beginning to end, Liu Ruyan didn't say a word. Jiang Chuyue was always talking to her sister-in-law.

But I don’t know what was said.

"That little girl Jiang Chuyue is very good at tea. My sister-in-law is no match for her. She shouldn't have been allowed to go down alone just now."

Things had already happened, and there was no point in regretting it. Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Can your Highness explain it clearly?"

Liu Yunmeng looked dazed and shook his head gently.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng wanted to ask again, but saw the manager of Tingfeng Pavilion walking over.

"Two noble ladies, Miss Qingying invites you."

When Liu Yunmeng, who was worried, heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion. He wanted to say, no need to see him.

Then he thought about it, wouldn't this be disappointing Ren's lifelong wishes, so he sighed in his heart, stood up and said: "Lead the way."

"Your honor please."

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion bowed respectfully and led the way.

Liu Yunmeng turned to look at Ren Pingsheng, squeezed out a smile and said, "Let's go take a look and relax."

My sister-in-law is not in the right state.

What exactly did Jiang Chuyue say just now.

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly, followed Liu Yunmeng, and lowered his voice: "I have had contact with the girl next to His Highness Chang An. This person is full of lies and cannot be believed. No matter what she says, Your Highness does not need to Keep it in mind.”

Hearing this, Liu Yunmeng was slightly startled, turned to look at Ren Pingsheng, and asked curiously: "When did you have contact with her?"

"A few days ago, she came to the minister's house."

Ren Pingsheng roughly recounted what happened in those days.

After hearing this, Liu Yunmeng had a dazed look in her eyes and murmured to herself: "I see that she is weak and frail, and her attitude is quite sincere. It is not like what you said."

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyebrows: "Your Highness, trust me, or do you trust her?"

"Of course I believe it"

I didn't feel embarrassed to say the word "you" at the end, so I said instead: "Anyway, I think what she said makes sense."

"What she said, can your Highness repeat it and let me hear it to see if it makes sense?" Ren Pingsheng said.

Liu Yunmeng looked hesitant, not knowing whether to say anything or not, and fell into silence.

At this moment, the voice of the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion came from the front.

"Two noblemen, Miss Qingying is inside."

"Um."

Liu Yunmeng nodded slightly, walked forward, and was about to open the door and go in.

Suddenly I heard a woman's voice coming from inside.

"Madam, madam, what's wrong with you?"

Lady here does not mean wife, but the slave's term for the mistress.

"It's the woman who was standing at the second floor window before!"

Liu Yunmeng and Ren Pingsheng both recognized this person's voice, looked at each other, and felt a bad premonition in their hearts.

really.

The next second.

The door to the private room was pushed open.

The plain-looking woman rushed out with an anxious look on her face. When she saw the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion, tears immediately welled up in her eyes and she said in a trembling voice: "Shopkeeper Lin, madam, she is dead."

The words fell.

There was silence outside the house for a moment.

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion widened his eyes and opened his mouth slightly. He was shocked and speechless for a moment.

It took him a while to recover, and he rushed into the house like crazy.

Seeing this scene, Ren Pingsheng and Liu Yunmeng looked at each other again, and tacitly chose to stand where they were.

There is no doubt that for Tingfeng Pavilion, the sudden death of a talented woman famous all over Jiangnan in the house was a fatal scandal.

Therefore, after a short period of uneasiness and panic, the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion did not say anything, but silently ordered the waiter to find an excuse to close the door early, and wait until everyone was almost gone before reporting to the official.

After giving all the instructions, the shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion returned to Ren Pingsheng and the other two, and said with a tired look on his face: "I have shocked these two nobles today."

"It doesn't matter."

Ren Pingsheng didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't ask how Miss Qingying died. He just said: "Since something happened to Miss Qingying, there's no point for us to stay, so I'll leave first."

"Then I won't see you off anymore. You two nobles will go slower on the road."

The shopkeeper of Tingfeng Pavilion had a lot of things to deal with, and he had no time to make excuses, so he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Ren Pingsheng nodded, winked at Liu Yunmeng, and went downstairs with her.

When they arrived on the first floor, they wanted to say hello to Liu Ruyan and Jiang Chuyue, but found that they had already left at some point, so they had no choice but to give up.

Walk out of Tingfeng Pavilion.

Ren Pingsheng actually felt like he was in another world. After taking two breaths of fresh air, he became more awake.

Looking at the sister-in-law beside him, he asked softly: "Is there any place your Highness wants to go?"

Liu Yunmeng shook her head gently and whispered: "I am a little tired."

She was full of energy before, as if she would not be tired even if she walked around all day, but she was exhausted after sitting and resting in Tingfeng Pavilion for a while.

The tiredness here is probably mental fatigue.

Ren Pingsheng didn't know what Jiang Chuyue said to her, so he naturally didn't know how to comfort her. He could only sigh in his heart and said softly: "Then I will send your Highness back to the palace."

"Yes." Liu Yunmeng nodded gently.

Half an hour later.

In front of the palace gate.

Ren Pingsheng stopped and said in a gentle tone: "I will send you here. If your Highness has nothing to do, I will take my leave first."

After speaking, seeing that his sister-in-law still looked worried, he said no more, bowed, and turned to leave.

At this time, Liu Yunmeng's pleasant voice sounded again.

"Wait a minute!"

"What else do you want, Your Highness?"

Ren Pingsheng stopped and turned to look at Liu Yunmeng.

Liu Yunmeng stood there and looked up at Ren Pingsheng. Her bright peach blossom eyes seemed a little dim at the moment. Under the moonlight, she could see crystal tears rolling in her eyes.

She just stared at Ren Pingsheng without saying a word. Her eyes seemed to imprint his appearance in her mind.

"Are you going to break off your relationship with this prince?"

Ren Pingsheng's heart sank. After thinking for a few seconds, he walked up to Liu Yunmeng and looked down at her.

"You, stay away from me."

Liu Yunmeng had originally made up her mind not to meet Ren Pingsheng during this period. When she saw him suddenly walking towards her, her firm belief was shaken in an instant. She subconsciously stepped back and wanted to keep a distance from him.

It seemed that as long as the distance was far enough, she could erase him from her memory.

"When Your Highness was pestering me before, why didn't you let me stay away from Your Highness?" Ren Pingsheng stopped and chuckled.

When Liu Yunmeng heard this, her pretty face flushed instantly, biting her pink lips and said, "You, what nonsense are you talking about, when did I pester you!"

"Let's not talk about the distant past, just today, by the Yuanwu Lake, outside the capital, by the Cailian River, and Sajin Street."

"Shut up, shut up! I don't know what you are talking about."

Liu Yunmeng's pretty face was hot, her breathing was rapid, and she looked behind her with a guilty conscience, fearing that the guards would hear her.

The eldest princess Zhou Er, who was usually high and proud, was at a loss like a frightened deer at this moment.

"If Your Highness doesn't want to listen, then I won't say it."

Ren Pingsheng paused for a few seconds and continued, "But I want to tell Your Highness that people are not plants and trees, who can be heartless."

Is this a confession to me?

When Liu Yunmeng heard this, her heart beat violently and her breathing became a little rapid.

However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the second half of the words.

He looked up at Ren Pingsheng and found a smile between his eyebrows.

"Your Highness still has me in your heart."

"No. No, it has never been."

Liu Yunmeng snorted, looked away, shook her pink lips, her pretty face was cold, pretending to be stubborn.

Ren Pingsheng looked at his sister-in-law who was so nervous that she was trembling slightly. For the first time, he found that a girl could be so cute.

At this moment.

He finally made up his mind.

Only children make choices, and he wants both!

After making the decision, his thoughts were clear, and he felt that in addition to proving the truth, his life had a little more motivation.

He walked to Liu Yunmeng, slowly leaned over, and whispered in her ear: "Whether your Highness has me in your heart or not, I have your Highness in my heart."

After speaking, Liu Yunmeng trembled slightly again, and her white swan neck was visibly stained with a layer of blush.

"That's all I have to say. It's getting late. Your Highness, please return to the palace early. I'll take my leave."

Ren Pingsheng stepped back a few steps, bowed, and left without stopping.

A breeze blew by.

Liu Yunmeng's skirt was like blooming petals, swaying slightly in the wind. A few strands of black hair beside her temples fell on the corners of her mouth. Her exquisite and beautiful face showed a touch of trance. Her lively peach blossom eyes were slightly blurred, staring at the back that was gradually moving away.

In front of the palace gate.

The moonlight was bright.

It was cold and illusory.

Only a hot heart was beating violently.