Chapter 120

Forced to move two chopsticks, Zhou ruo'an can't eat any more.

She moved the corner of her mouth awkwardly and asked in a low voice, "why haven't you said the Weapon Master arrived yet? Is something wrong? "

When Song Ci sat up straight, he was again dignified.

"Don't worry," he said softly. "It may come in a moment."

Zhou ruo'an nodded slightly and sat in the same place with stiff movements. The smell of food in front of her still rushed into her nose, but she didn't have half an appetite.

Looking up at Zhou ruo'an quietly, Song Ci's fingers moved and asked in a deep voice, "do you want to stay in that inn now?"

Zhou ruo'an nodded his head and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, in modern times, there are many people who regard hotels as their families.

Looking at her performance, Song Ci's smile suddenly collapsed.

He looked at Zhou ruo'an with disapproval and said, "you're just a weak woman. It's not proper to live alone in the inn there."

"So?" Zhou ruo'an quietly looked at him and asked disapprovingly.

In the other side's eyes, Song Ci was a little uneasy. He pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "I'll go home later."

Zhou ruo'an didn't like to hear this, and because of the expectation in his heart, he didn't want to turn over with the other party, so he dropped his eyelids and didn't answer.

However, Song Ci misunderstood her attitude. He took a long breath and thought that the other party had heard his suggestion, and the tension in his heart collapsed and disappeared in an instant.

"Maybe you and all the people in Zhoufu are not happy, but in the end that is your home," Song Ci subconsciously sat up straight, revealing his incomparable self-confidence.

"What's more, now you are not the girl who was bullied by others. You are the Royal concubine appointed by my father. With my support, they will be very respectful to you." He said, his eyes full of complacency.

Zhou ruo'an's fingers on her knees clenched fiercely. She looked at the person sitting in front of her without expression, her eyes were angry.

However, Song Ci has not yet developed a unique skill to see people's faces. He just thinks that the other party is seriously thinking about his own suggestions.

He raised his finger, considerate quiet down, just waiting for the other side to give his positive reply.

The whole person is bathed in the eyes of Song Ci. Zhou ruo'an tries her best to suppress her anger every moment, but even so, her proud self-control will soon disappear in the constant fury of furniture.

Deeply closed his eyes, Zhou ruo'an looked at his eyes.

"Third prince," Zhou ruo'an cried coldly, "maybe my previous statement is not very clear, which makes you have some misunderstandings."

Song Ci's eyelids jump, it seems to indicate a little ominous.

"Misunderstanding?" Song Ci repeated in a low voice, with a layer of shallow doubts in his eyes.

"Yes, misunderstanding!" Zhou ruo'an nodded cleanly, his face serious.

"I don't know why your majesty sent that edict, but I can assure you that I didn't want to comply with that edict from the beginning to the end."

She said word by word, every pronunciation is as clear as possible, to avoid any unclear situation of Song Ci.

But in such an atmosphere, Song Ci would rather not hear anything.

He pressed the corners of his lips and his face sank. The noble spirit brought by his identity gathered slowly, and constantly oppressed Zhou ruo'an.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Song Ci asked coldly, looking at her eyes.

Although Zhou ruo'an was delicate, he did not show any depression under the oppression of his opponent.

Her thin figure is still straight, looking at Song Ci's expression is more calm.

"Of course," Zhou ruo'an nodded cleanly, his eyes vaguely revealed a little disapproval, "but this is my real idea!"

Her voice is clear and crisp, but now it is not half sweet, on the contrary, it is harsh and chilling.

He looked at Zhou ruo'an, because of this, he clearly saw the seriousness and persistence in Zhou ruo'an's eyes.

The softest part of Song Ci's heart quivers, like someone gently playing with his hand. Although it doesn't hurt, it makes people uneasy.

Zhou ruo'an didn't seem to see Song Ci's face suddenly changed. He continued, "I never thought that it would be so easy for me to find someone to bind myself. I still fantasize about going all over the great rivers and fighting for justice alone. But in all these fantasies, I'm not trapped in the inner house."

Her words were like a sharp sword that came out of its sheath, and all of a sudden pierced the illusions that Song Ci had outlined.

"Won't you marry me?" Song Ci was quiet for a long time, and asked in a low voice.

Zhou ruo'an looked at him with complicated eyes, but he still nodded resolutely.

"I appreciate what you have done for me, but I can thank you in other ways," Zhou ruo'an said softly, his clear eyes lingering on Song Ci.It has always been like water like eyes, but now it seems to have a layer of ice, let Song Ci touch it, then feel the pain in the heart.

However, Song Ci is a person who has been cultivated by countless people with a lot of hard work. Although all kinds of ideas have been crossed in his heart in a moment, on the surface, he is still difficult to keep calm.

He soon calmed down, looking at Zhou ruo'an's eyes are still soft, but there is no initial connivance.

"You give up," Song Ci said in a low voice, "I don't know why you have such a deviant idea, but this engagement is given by your father and emperor, and you can't escape."

Zhou ruo'an scoffed at his insistence and turned his lips, but he didn't say anything about assassinating the emperor in front of him.

"Let's wait and see," Zhou ruo'an said softly. Then he calmed down and stopped talking about the topic.

Song Ci took a deep look at him and lowered his head.

Without the sound of two people, the small room suddenly quieted down, only the attractive dishes slowly cooled with the passage of time.

Just when Zhou ruo'an was a little impatient, the door was knocked carefully.

"Come in," Song Ci said in a low voice.

Up to now, his mind is still in Zhou ruo'an's words, and there is no way to completely ignore those deviant words.

However, Zhou ruo'an's performance is quite the opposite. She has been firmly remembering the words of Song Ci when she came out. At this time, she is looking forward to the direction of the door, and at the same time, she is imagining what the Weapon Master of this dynasty should look like.