Chapter 560

Always avoiding a person is not the best way to forget a person. If you really want to forget a person, the best way is to face it calmly.

Waiting to face the people with countless disputes, you can smile faintly, as if you saw an ordinary passer-by on the road, that is the real forgetting.

Chu Yunqing naturally hopes to untie the knot in each other's hearts.

Song Rong silently glanced at Chu Yun, bowed her head and said, "aren't you afraid I'll run away with him?"

Chu Yun stopped and looked at Song Rong with a smile: "can you?"

Chu Yunqing didn't say he was afraid or not afraid. He just asked a light question, which made Song Rong feel that in Chu Yunqing's heart, he had an indescribable trust in himself.

Finally, Chu Yun leaned and said, "if you really want to go with him, I also..."

Song Rong stared at Chu Yunqing. She didn't want chu Yunqing to say anything that would respect her choice.

Chu Yunqing didn't go on like this. Instead, he smiled: "I'm so good, you must be reluctant to go with others."

Song Rong pursed her lips, looked at the man in front of her and pulled his clothes.

She won't leave him, as for him? Hum! And don't try to get rid of her!

Outside the ninth Prince's residence, there were people patrolling and standing guard. When they saw Song Rong and Chu Yun coming, they quickly saluted. A guard headed by them was about to go in and wanted to tell Xiao Yizheng to pick him up.

But Chu Yunqing waved his hand and said, "no, we just go in directly."

Song Rong and Chu Yun walked inside hand in hand.

Waiting for the rolling shutter door, Chu Yunqing has not forgotten to carefully help Song Rong roll up the things on the door.

After a little inquiry, they knew where Xiao Yizheng was.

This is Song Rong's first visit to the ninth palace. The scenery in the palace is beautiful and the things placed are also very particular.

Xiao Yizheng sat in the flower hall. In the center of the flower hall, there were white marble tables and chairs.

Next to this is a tea stove. Xiao Yizheng is actually cooking tea himself.

There is also a volume of ancient books on the table.

Seeing this, Song Rong involuntarily sighed in her heart. Now this extremely elegant man is really hard for her to think of Xiao Yizheng who wanted to marry her a few days ago.

Xiao Yizheng wore a black dress wrapped in Phnom Penh, and his hair was tied by a jade crown. He was strong and handsome.

But his eyes were deeply concave, there were some blood in his eyes, and his face was a little pale.

It can be seen that Xiao Yizheng doesn't live very well these days.

The footsteps of Song Rong and Chu Yun startled Xiao Yizheng.

Xiao Yizheng raised his head and looked forward. Song Rong and Chu Yunqing were looking at him across the grass and trees.

Chu Yun did not mention that Song Rong in red was the most beautiful flower while taking advantage of the verdant vegetation.

Xiao Yizheng's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water. At the moment of seeing Song Rong, they rippled slightly, and also had light and vitality.

Xiao Yizheng looked straight at Song Rong for a while until Song Rong gave way to him with some embarrassment.

At this time, his eyes fell on Chu Yunqing.

Even if he is no longer willing to admit it, he must admit that Chu Yunqing is worthy of her.

No matter how he imitates Chu Yunqing, he can't learn the charm of Chu Yunqing.

Chu Yunqing also looked at Xiao Yizheng.

The eyes of two men meet in the air.

This is the second time Chu Yun met after he poured back. The first time, it was on the chaotang.

Chu Yun's eyes were peaceful, and there was even no spark in them.

This made Xiao Yizheng a little depressed. Chu Yunqing would be like this. It was more painful than looking at him angrily. He was almost telling him that he didn't pay attention to him at all.

Song Rong felt that Chu Yunqing's hand was slightly tight. She immediately understood that Chu Yunqing was not as indifferent as she looked.

Chu Yun Qing took Song Rong's hand and strode forward.

Xiao Yizheng's eyes fell on their hands and felt particularly dazzling.

As for Song Rong, at this time, she felt that her hand was about to be stared out of a hole by Xiao Yizheng, but she couldn't take it out.

Fortunately, there was no way to get to Xiao Yizheng. Song Rong soon came to Xiao Yizheng.

Chu Yunqing has released Song Rong, and the two sit down separately.

Xiao Yizheng put some charcoal fire in the tea stove, and then sat down.

Before something happens, if several people can sit together happily, it must be a happy scene.

But this scene only made Song Rong feel disappointed and embarrassed.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Song Rong had to cough gently and said first, "Ninth Lord, I heard you wanted to see me, so I came here."

Xiao Yizheng laughed at himself: "now you don't even want to call an imperial brother?"

Song Rong pursed her lips and didn't know how to answer.

Chu Yunqing untied Song Rong's embarrassment: "rong'er, he is my imperial brother. You are my wife. It's not too much to call him imperial brother."

Xiao Yizheng looked at Chu Yun coldly, then smiled low and said, "now I think this title is very harsh!"

Then Xiao Yizheng took a provocative look at Chu Yunqing: "what? Worried about me taking rong'er away? That's why he followed me?"

Facing Xiao Yizheng's provocation, Chu Yunqing said faintly, "brother Jiuhuang, if you have anything to say, say it to rong'er. It may not be so easy to see rong'er in the future."

He is not generous enough to let a man who has been eyeing rong'er often see rong'er!

Xiao Yizheng snorted coldly and said, "I want to talk to rong'er alone. Please avoid it."

Chu Yunqin didn't say anything when he arrived this time. Instead, he stood up and said to Song Rong, "I'm going to accompany you to see him. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Speaking of this, Chu Yunqing narrowed his eyes again: "I'll wait not far away. If he does something you don't like, just call me out."

Song Rong nodded.

Waiting for Chu Yun to leave, Xiao Yizheng began to pour tea for Song Rong.

Looking at the hot tea, Song Rong did not move, but sighed and said, "why do you want to see me?"

"If I said I just wanted to see you, would you believe it?" Xiao Yizheng said with a smile.

Song Rong's face was slightly cold when she heard the speech: "brother Jiuhuang, if you come to me and just want to say this... I don't think it's necessary for us to talk."