Chapter 19

"Squeak, squeak..."

The long motorcade passed steadily on the spacious avenue of Huangdu, which attracted many people to stop and watch.

"Rongrong, haven't we seen each other for a year?"

Xueqinghe suddenly looked at Ning Rongrong beside Qin Jian and said with a smile, "listen to the teacher, you just came out of the mimicry cultivation field?"

"Well..."

Ning Rongrong nodded without saying anything. She didn't seem to like talking to the imperial Prince very much.

But xueqinghe finally started the topic, but he wouldn't let her go easily: "it's hard to stay there for a whole year?"

Ning Rongrong nodded and shook his head.

She looked at Qin Jian beside her and said, "although it's a little hard, it's OK to have him with me."

"Eh? Qin Jian, are you Rongrong's partner in this tacit training?"

Xueqinghe doesn't seem to know much about details.

"Yes, yes, we broke the door record!"

As a result, Ning Rongrong was excited before Qin Jian spoke.

She looked at Qin Jian's side face and said, "and we are not only partners this time, but also partners forever."

"Huh?"

Somehow, xueqinghe frowned slightly.

Qin Jian noticed this detail and was awestruck.

He doesn't think this is the credit of the charm sword before. Xueqinghe is not the disciples with low soul power of zongmen. It may take a lot of effort to really produce an effect.

So her frown was not directed at Ning Rongrong, but at him. She seemed to care a little about Ning Rongrong's intimacy to him.

What are her plans for Ning Rongrong?

Qin Jian secretly raised his spirits

Finally, they came to Miyagi.

In the palace hall, the great emperor ceremoniously welcomed Ning Fengzhi and his party on a snowy night.

"Hahaha, the little princess of Qibao Liuli sect and the disciple of sword Douluo joined in. This session of etiquette training class is really lively..."

On a snowy night, the Emperor gave a hearty laugh: "Rongrong and Qin Jian will live in the palace for half a year. There's no need to go back and forth."

Ning Feng bowed and said, "please bother your majesty."

On a snowy night, the emperor waved his hand again and again.

"If you can't even arrange this well, it's not the neglect of the royal family. Qinghe, you are responsible for arranging a good palace for each of them." he turned to Xueqing river.

Xueqinghe quickly replied, "yes."

"That... That..."

At this time, Ning Rongrong raised his hand coyly.

"What's the matter, Xiao Rongrong?" the great emperor gently bowed his head and asked on a snowy night.

"Well... I don't think... It doesn't need to be arranged separately..."

Her little face was a little red, but she still said, "I'll just live with Qin Jian."

On a snowy night, the emperor was stunned, and Xueqing River frowned quietly.

Ning Fengzhi is also covered with black lines, but it's a little embarrassing to see the scene, so he can only find a way to make it round: "Your Majesty, Rongrong has been closed training with Qin Jian this year, so he's used to living together."

"Oh, oh..."

On a snowy night, the emperor came back and said, "then follow Rongrong's wishes."

Then, he looked at xueqinghe vaguely, as if... All of them were surprised.

"By the way, half a year later, there will be a graduation examination of the etiquette class and a ranking. Lord Ning and jiandouluo can also come to the palace if they have time." the snow night emperor said again.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Jian Douluo and said, "OK, I'll come and see how they learned in half a year..."

After some tossing, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong didn't settle down until evening.

"Qin Jian, Qin Jian, I want to hear a story!"

In a quiet palace bedroom, Ning Rongrong lay in bed and began to pester Qin Jian to tell stories.

"I haven't finished listening to Zhang Xiaofan's story. We were too tired in the cultivation field before. We haven't listened to the story in the evening for a long time."

Ning Rongrong's pouting appearance made Qin Jian have no resistance.

He pulled over her little body and said, "OK, let's continue..."

“……”

"Linglong asked him what he wanted. The beast God said he wanted to be with her all the time, but Linglong just shook his head..."

"The beast God asked her why, and she said..."

"Because you're not human..."

"So the beast God said to her..."

"Then let me be a man! Let me be a man -"

“……”

Qin Jian's voice gradually stopped, and Ning Rongrong was still immersed in the sad and beautiful story.

"Beast God and Linglong, they are also poor..."

She murmured, "one is a man, the other is a monster born of hostility. Such feelings can't be recognized at all..."

Qin Jian touched her little head and a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes.

In fact, his feelings and hers can't be easily recognized

What's more, he has to leave her deliberately

"Qin Jian, Qin Jian..."

Ning Rongrong pulled his sleeve and said, "in the story you told me, why don't these people with sincere feelings have a good ending?"

Qin Jian shook his head and said, "because only tragedy can produce the greatest recognition and impress people, so as to cherish the beauty of reality."

"Will we have a good result?" Ning Rongrong whispered.

Qin Jian took a puff in his heart, but he nodded fiercely: "I will!"

"If one day you feel bad, don't be sad, don't be sad, it's just because it's not the end."

He turned to Ning Rongrong's eyes and said seriously, "Rongrong, you must remember what I said, okay?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned because Qin Jian had never talked to her so seriously.

"Promise me, will you?" Qin Jian said again.

"OK..."

Ning Rongrong thought and said, "if one day I feel bad, it's just because it's not the end."

"Qin Jian, I will always remember your words." she said firmly.

Looking at her serious look, Qin Jian couldn't help but stretch out his hands and circle the lovely little girl into his arms

The light gradually went out

Yuehua, like water, slowly seeped into the room through the window and sprinkled it on the bed.

The cold light envelops the quilt, but it can't quench the warmth in the quilt, and sweet, little happiness

the second day.

When Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong packed up and went out, they saw the tall figure of xueqinghe standing in the courtyard in front of the door.

She waved and smiled, "good morning... Did you sleep well last night?"

Looking at her smile, it was obviously a little teasing.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face was slightly red, so he leaned over and let Qin Jian stand in front of him.

"We slept well. Thank you for your arrangement."

Qin Jian was calm.

Then silently released a charm sword

As soon as xueqinghe's eyes bloom, he feels that the boy in front of him looks more and more beautiful

She shook her head fiercely, as if to get rid of the idea, and then smiled: "this is what I should do. Now I'll take you to the etiquette class. Today's course is dance training..."