Chapter 962

"What's the matter?"

Liu Wei had already been on the couch. When he heard something moving at the door, he came down to ask.

Fu Zichen squeezed directly into the room, and under the discontented gaze of Rong Leng, he said quietly: "Miss Fang, the one you saved seems to be an old acquaintance with our three princes. At this moment, he is red faced and hearty, waiting for you."

Liu Wei looks at Rong Ling.

"I don't know her," said Rong Ling with a cold expression

Liu Wei didn't make a sound.

Fu Zichen is afraid that the world will not be disordered: "those who don't know their names and surnames need to find you? When I ask about you, it's tone, tone, honey wrapped and sugar wrapped. My face is even redder. I don't know. It's your wife. It's so affectionate... "

"Shut up!" Let Leng yell.

Fu Zichen sneers, walks to Liu Wei, takes her hand, and says, "I'm afraid this room is going to be the one next to you tonight. You can't sleep well. Go to my room."

Words fall, take Liu Wei and go out.

However, after only one step, he couldn't move. Fu Zichen turned around and saw that Rong Ling took Liu Wei's other hand and bound him to death.

"You still want to hug each other?" Fu Zichen was mean.

"You want to die?" said Rong Leng angrily

Liu Wei looked at the battle between the two men, exhausted, and asked, "is it over?"

Both look at her.

Liu Wei opened her hand, stepped back, and looked at Fu Zichen first: "where is the medicine of Mo Yi?"

Fu Zichen paused for a moment, unwilling to turn his eyes away.

Liu Wei: "medicine doesn't matter?"

Fu Zichen's reply was unconvinced, but the voice was very small: "the kitchen is boiling, someone is guarding."

Liu Yu: "then you don't care? Who said to take care of him until he recovered? So quick to start slopping? "

Fu Zichen dared not to be angry, but turned away with hatred.

When Fu Zichen left, Rong Ling was very happy. He pulled Liu Wei to explain, but Liu Wei said, "Fang ruotong is still weak. Don't let her wait for him alone. He has something to say, and then he will send her back to the room."

When the voice falls, Rong Ling has been pushed out of the door by Liu Wei, and the door is closed with a "bang".

Rong Leng stood in the doorway stiffly. When his vision deviated, he saw Fu Zichen in the corridor, who was still walking. He was looking at him with his arms around.

When Fu Zichen felt this man's vigorous killing intention and thought about how to fight against the weak, and how to be even, he heard a familiar scolding from the closed door: "fight out, quarrel with strangers, and you will sleep in the courtyard tonight!"

The blatant murderous spirit dissipated in a moment.

Rong Ling didn't even look at Fu Zichen. She turned around and went down the stairs.

Fu Zichen snorted and went downstairs from the other side to the kitchen.

Fu Zichen wanted to see a play, but also wanted to know what the relationship between Rong Ling and the eldest lady of the Fang family was. So, he went to the kitchen to see the medicine first, told the waiter two sentences, and then ran to the hall.

But at this time, there is no one in the hall, including Leng and Fang ruotong.

Looking at the room on the second floor, Fu Zichen felt his chin to guess whether they had returned to the room, and listened to the sound from the backyard.

Fu Zichen's eyes brightened. He walked quickly. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, he saw a man and a woman standing under the pine tree in the dappled moonlight.

"What a good old face?" Fu Zichen murmured and smiled and watched.

The pines are thick and the shadows are bleak. Fang ruotong only wears a thin single garment. She feels shivering when she stands under the tree, but she can only bite her teeth and bear it because of the people around her. She blushes and asks, "tonight is as beautiful as that day. Can you remember the third prince?"

Rong Leng did not look at her, but stared at the dim shadow of the moon and asked, "aren't you cold?"

Fang ruotong is going to be a fool when he is cold, but he still shows a proper warm smile. He looks down and says with a smile, "it's not cold." Again summon up the courage, looking up at the body side of the man, that beautiful eyes color, contains thousands of words, the face is full of endless young girl sentiment.

Rong Ling said, "I'm cold."

Fang ruotong was stunned, but did not respond.

The other side asked, "so what's the matter?"

Fang ruotong blinked, and then blinked. He was stiff for a long time. Then he pressed his cold fingertips and said carefully, "yin'er said that the one who saved me is the Lord..."

"Say?" Let Leng ponder.

Fang ruotong said: "it's for writing. She wrote it for me."

Let Leng stop talking.

Fang ruotong nodded and his eyelashes quivered: "since the last farewell in the palace, ruotong thought when he would see the Lord again. This death was a fatal situation, but he relied on the Lord to rescue him. He was very kind and didn't think it would be reported. He just wanted to I just hope The Lord can give ruotong a chance to help the little girl...... "

She turned three times in one sentence, speaking normally, but clearly speaking with words in it.

Rong Leng listened, but he didn't have much expression on his face: "it's not the king who insists on saving you."Fang ruotong hurriedly said: "we should thank Lord Liu for his personal danger. But Lord Liu works for the Lord. If Tong thinks about it, if not for the Lord's advice, Lord Liu..."

"I have no idea." Rong Leng is very upright.

Fang ruotong insisted: "the Lord didn't say it, but Lord Liu was willing to do it. I think it's to understand the deep meaning of the Lord..."

"In my heart, I have no deep meaning." Rong Ling said, afraid that she would find another excuse, and said directly: "if not for Lord Liu's own initiative and dragging two burdens up, I just want to leave silently with her, so as not to disturb the grass, the snake and the muddy water, from the beginning to the end, you or Miss Li, I don't want to care."

It's hard for Rong Leng to say so much, but he is tired of dealing with women and forced to say nothing.

Fang ruotong couldn't go on talking. She didn't expect that the third prince was so hard to talk. She pinched the palm of her hand. Her fingers were cold. Not only her fingers, shoulders, neck and head were cold. In the cold night, she was frozen like a human ice sculpture by the words of the third prince.

"What do you mean, Lord?" She trembled, and asked after all, her eyes glistening with water, as if hurt by his desperate words.

Rong Leng is outstandingly Frank. For the first time since tonight, he was looking at her with frank and serious eyes: "what I mean is that Miss Wang Fang will recover as soon as possible, leave Qingzhou as early as possible, and go back to your Kyoto. Don't drag me down again, Mr. Liu."

My heart tingled.

Fang ruotong, a young girl's heart, is broken in pieces and covered with debris.

At this point, Fang ruotong has no face to talk about it. Her eyes are red. She looks up at the man who left a deep color in her heart and asks sadly, "the Lord didn't think about it. If you didn't help her, would ruotong have gone back to Jiuquan?"

Rong Leng said, "I didn't think about it."

Fang ruotong was angry: "you You... "

Rong Leng looked at her with cold eyes: "what do you do with me, and why do I want to think about it? Who are you from? "

His body shook severely. Fang ruotong covered his heart and stumbled. He fell back. Because he could not stand stably, he would fall down.