Chapter 67: How Can This Be Endured

  Rong Jing glanced at the shallow moon and clouds, his gaze fell on her extremely unattractive small face. After a moment, his eyes moved away, and he looked at her hand clutching his arm. His phoenix-like eyes slightly condensed. She had just done the same to Rong Feng, but she had grasped his entire arm, whereas she only grasped a sleeve of Rong Jing's...

  "Hey, speak up! Hurry!" Yun Qianyue urged Rong Jing. Since coming to this world, she had finally seen someone who caught her eye. How did he end up being Rong Jing's nephew? She wanted to smash a block of tofu against the wall.

  Rong Jing moved his gaze away from Yun Shang's hand on his arm and said lightly, "Are you sure you want to talk here?"

  "Say it here!" Yun Qiu Yue nodded. She had made up her mind to marry, how could she allow any mistakes? This made the person who had just sworn not to marry, Feng Rong, feel unbearable.

  Rong Jing furrowed his brow and asked, "It's already noon now, aren't you hungry?"

  "Not hungry! Even if I'm hungry, I won't eat." Yun Qian Yue shook her head.

  "But I'm hungry. You know, when people are hungry, they have no energy, and when they have no energy, they can't talk, plus I've caught a chill and my body doesn't feel very comfortable." Rong Jing said slowly: "If you want me to explain clearly, then please treat me to dinner! Otherwise, I won't say anything."

  Yun Shallow Moon's face turned black, "No invitation!"

  "Then go ask someone else! However, the matter of the Wen Bo Hou Fu is something that no one dares to speak of except me. You know, back then, the entire Wen Bo Hou Fu was exterminated. It just so happened that after my father, the king, and mother, the queen, passed away, I was poisoned with a Cold Poison Pill and suffered a mortal blow. The Wen Bo Hou Fu also had an incident around the same time. All of these things occurred in the same year." Rong Jing's voice was calm and detached, as if she were talking about someone else's affairs. She continued, "No one knew of Rong Feng's existence before, so his relationship with me is something that only he and I know. Even Ye Qing Ran doesn't know; all she knows is that he is the sole survivor of the Wen Bo Hou Fu. Are you sure you want to ask Rong Feng? Do you want him to relive the painful memory of his family being exterminated?"

  Yun Qian furrowed her brow. She would never do something that harmed and tormented people, causing them pain. Of course, she couldn't go ask Rong Feng about it.

  "So, I'm the only one who can tell you then. Are you sure you won't treat me to dinner?" Rong Jing raised an eyebrow.

  "Aren't you feeling unwell from catching a chill? " Yun Shangyue glared, if her body didn't feel well, how could she eat?"

  "When you're not feeling well, that's when you want to eat." Rong Jing said: "If I don't eat, my body will feel even more uncomfortable. I still want to live a few more years, waiting to see you marry Rong Feng, and also waiting for you to come visit me every day to ask about my well-being and call me uncle."

  "Stop dreaming!" Yun Qian Yue was annoyed. Every time she heard these four words, "morning and evening, regular self-reflection", she felt an urge to go crazy.

  "Invite me to dinner." Rong Jing continued to stress.

  "Alright, let's go! First, I'll feed this starving ghost!" Yun Qianyue dragged Rong Jing away with a bad temper.

  Rong Jing seemed to smile slightly, his body lazily being pulled along by her without him using any effort to follow. His gaze caught sight of Rong Feng turning around and walking away, Ye Qing was frowning and waiting there. He withdrew his line of sight, Rong Yan's expression was calm and serene.

  "Should we eat at your place or mine?" Yun Shangyue was angry in her heart, but she had to ask for help and had no choice. She could only ask with a cold face. She thought to herself, why was she so unlucky? In her previous life, no one dared to want her, and in this life, she had the nerve to send herself to their doorstep and still got into this situation. Could she not just marry smoothly and easily?

  "If we go to your house for dinner, I'm guessing we'll see a scene where Grandpa Yun beats you with his cane, huh, it seems pretty good, let's go to your house for dinner!" Rong Jing said.

  "No! I won't go back to the mansion to eat, I'll eat at your house." Yun Shangyue immediately shook her head. She had decided not to see that old scoundrel for a while, lest she get beaten again.

  "Invite me to eat at your home and still ask me to come? No way! Where is the logic in inviting someone to dinner and having them run to your home to eat?" Rong Jing vetoed.

  "Then where did you say we're going?" Yun Shangyue glanced at Rong Jing sideways.

  "Let's go to Zui Xiang Lou, the most famous one in the capital!" suggested Rong Jing after a moment of thought.

  "It sounds like a place of brothels and dens of vice." Yun Shang Yue looked at Rong Jing with suspicion, "Do you have connections there?"

  Rong Jing glanced at Yun Shangyue and said, "There's a wine house over there, their lotus leaf smoked chicken is quite good."

  "Alright then! That's settled." Yun Qian Yue agreed immediately.

  The two got down from the pavilion, Yun Shangyue felt that her hand was pressed very heavily and sourly, she frowned, only to find that Rong Jing had given all his weight to him, being dragged by him, how could he not be tired? Her small face turned black, and she immediately let go of his hand.

  Rong Jing glanced at her and ignored the wrinkles she had picked out, continuing to walk forward with a gentle pace, neither fast nor slow.

  "Little girl, what's going on? What are you and this weak beauty doing?" Ye Qingran came forward.

  "It's nothing! He was so sick he almost fainted, I just pulled him up." Yun Qian Yue said with her eyes open, also without blushing or gasping for air.

  Rong Jing didn't say a word and instead slowed down his pace even more, looking very weak and pale.

  "Weak beauty, what's wrong with you? Weren't you fine just a moment ago?" Ye Qingran looked at Rong Jing, furrowed her brow, clearly disbelieving.

  "I reckon I caught a chill yesterday. It didn't act up this morning, but now it has." said Rong Jingdao.

  Ye Qian reached out and pressed down on Rong Jing's wrist pulse with her hand.

  Rong Jing didn't dodge, but behind him, Xuan Ge suddenly appeared and blocked Ye Qing Ran. He warned, "Qing Ran, Young Master Wang, my family's young master doesn't like others touching him. Please keep a distance of three feet."

  Yun Shallow Moon blinked her eyes, and she was treated as a noble guest again? She had collided with Rong Jing more than once!

  "Smelly hair!" Ye Qing muttered and withdrew her hand again.

  Clouds are shallow, the moon is visible at night, and the light dyeing is gentle. This little demon king has been keeping a safe distance from her, it seems to be true. She thought for a moment, and indeed, since she met Rong Jing, no one had gotten too close to him except for her and Xuan Ge, not even the old emperor. Today, Rong Jing sat near Ye Qing Ran, but still maintained a distance of three feet. She thought this way, pointed at Rong Jing, called out twice, and looked up at the sky in silence. What a strange person!

  "Little girl, he's different with you. Every time there's an exception. Just now you actually pulled his arm and for so long, if it were someone else, that hand of yours would probably have been chopped off by this guy already." Ye Qingran flashed a strange gaze at Yun Qianyue who was looking up at the sky. "In his eyes, I'm probably not considered human." Yun Qianyue didn't feel good about being looked down on by Rong Jing. This black-hearted guy might not have considered her as a person at all!

  "Miss Shallow Moon is really amazing, she actually knows what the young master is thinking in his heart." Xuan Ge couldn't help but praise her. At that time, at the Lingtai Temple on Mount Nan, the young master had indeed said something similar to Prince Nanliang. Miss Shallow Moon was drunk and unconscious at the time, so naturally she wouldn't have heard it, but being able to know what the young master was thinking was already enough to make him admire her.

  "Uh...... Haha......" Ye Qingran was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

  "You're quite self-aware!" Rong Jing also smiled.

  Yun Qian hummed, having dealt with Rong Jing for so long, she wouldn't be clear about his dark heart and lungs if she didn't know. Irritated, she turned her head to glare at Rong Jing's smiling face, "Hurry up, let's go!"

  Rong Jing nodded, and his footsteps indeed quickened a bit.

  The strings saw the night lightly dyeing again, no longer approaching the scenery, and the figure hid away.

  "Little girl, want to ride with me? How about it? I'll take you back to the mansion." Ye Qingran asked.

  "No, I have something to do with Rong Jing. You go back by yourself! Tomorrow you still have to compete with...with Rong Feng, hurry up and rest." Yun Shuoyue's brain hurt as soon as she mentioned Rong Feng. Indeed, impulsiveness is the devil! She never thought that Rong Jing would be Rong Feng's uncle. Heaven! A thunderbolt should strike her dead.

  "I'm not tired." Ye Qingyan looked at Yun Shang with an expression that didn't seem right, shook her head and furrowed her brow, asking "What business do you have with this weak beauty?"

  "What a big deal!" Yun Qianyue really wanted to say it was a matter of marriage.

  "What's so important? You're looking for me, just like this weak beauty can do things I can do too." Ye Qingyan glanced at Yun Shangyue and then at Rong Jing, the former looked like he wanted to hit the wall, while the latter was smiling extremely sarcastically. He had a feeling it wasn't anything good.

  "This big thing you can't handle. If it could be handled, I would have found you early." Yun Shangyue thought that Rong Jingxian didn't understand the previous sentence "Ye Qingran" and she was so angry that she couldn't help but scold him. It's really an unlucky year!

  "Little girl, don't let this weak and beautiful person bully you! He's a wolf in sheep's clothing. He'll eat you up without spitting out your bones." Ye Qingran emphasized, based on his understanding of Rong Jing, that the little girl was probably being threatened by him.

  "I know, it's all right, you can go back to the mansion and rest now! This matter is really not something you can handle." Yun Qianyue didn't want to say any more, stretched out her hand and gently pushed Ye Qingran. Seeing that Ye Qingran's face didn't look good, she immediately coaxed: "Another day when I'm free, I'll find you for a horse racing match, as compensation, okay?"

  Yè's face suddenly looked much better, "Alright, I'll agree to it! But you'd better be clever too, don't get fooled by this weak and delicate person."

  "I know. Don't worry! If he dares to deceive me, I'll make him a childless and heirless man." Yun Shangyue gave Rong Jing a sideways glance, guaranteeing it to Ye Qingran.

  Yè Qīng Rǎn nodded in satisfaction, warningly glancing at Róng Jǐng, "Don't bully Little Yāo! If I let the young king know you're bullying Little Yāo, I'll make sure the Róng King's residence is not peaceful."

  Rong Jing glanced at Ye Qing faintly and ignored him.

  Ye Qian turned around and walked away quickly, soon exiting the arena's large gate. Before long, a sound of horseshoes faded into the distance.

  Yun Qian let out a sigh of relief, if Ye Qingran really followed her, she wouldn't have been able to ask him in front of his face. It was fortunate that Ye Qingran was more considerate and left some face for her. She turned around and glared at Rong Jing who was strolling slowly, saying angrily: "Aren't you hungry? Why aren't you hurrying up?"

  "Can't move!" Rong Jing looked at her and said warmly.

  "Don't think I'll carry you, it's impossible!" Yun Qianyue hummed. He had never been able to walk quickly before, always with the air of someone who couldn't be pulled faster even by a hundred people.

  "Today is really unable to move." Rong Jing sighed, stopped in his tracks, his voice weak.

  Yun Shallow Moon stopped in her tracks, looking at Rong Jing, just about to mock him with cold words and angry eyes. But seeing the fine sweat on his forehead and his face a few shades paler than before, she seemed to really be ill. She furrowed her brow, turned around and walked back a few steps, came to his front, stretched out her hand and pressed it on his pulse.

  Rong Jing stood still, letting her take his pulse.

  Xuan Ge didn't show up this time.

  "Are you really ill? How can your pulse be so weak? What have you been doing these days? How did you end up in this state? Did you not do good deeds as I said? Were you out chasing women? As the young master of the Rong Wang Fu, what kind of woman don't you have? Do you need to go out and find one?" Yun Shangyue scolded with a frown.

  "I didn't go flirting with girls!" Yun Jing's pale face turned dark, these four words were spoken through gritted teeth.

  "What's gotten into you?" Yun Shangyue raised an eyebrow.

  Rong Jing fell silent, and his clear eyes seemed to hold a hint of melancholy when looked at closely.

  Yun Shallow Moon's face was indeed as expected, and she said angrily: "As expected, you were right, you didn't do a good deed, and that's why you ended up with this kind of virtue."

  "Yes, I indeed didn't do a good deed. If I hadn't helped you move and hide those twelve golden mountains of yours, would they have really been left for the Emperor..." Rong Jing retorted.

  Yun Shallow Moon was shocked, and immediately covered Rong Jing's mouth with her hand, while keeping an eye on the surroundings. Seeing that the arena had unknowingly emptied out a long time ago, she finally let out a sigh of relief, and scolded in a low voice: "Be careful, walls have ears, how can you casually bring it up? If the Emperor finds out, we're all done for. That old emperor is not someone to be trifled with."

  "It's you who forced me to say it." Rong Jing looked very innocent, his voice still warm and gentle, without a hint of fear.

  "Alright, I'm afraid of you. Did you succeed?" Yun Shangyue thought about the twelve golden Buddha statues and suddenly twelve golden mountains appeared in front of her eyes. Haha, from now on, she won't have to worry about not having money to spend. She quickly asked in a low voice: "Hey, I heard that Xiangquan Mountain has always been heavily guarded by soldiers. How did you manage to secretly take away and hide those Buddha statues?"

  Rong Jing's face turned black, "If you were to marry Rong Feng, it would be proper for you to call me uncle, but my family doesn't have a grandson for you to marry and let you call me ancestor every day, morning and evening, asking about my well-being."

  "You..." Yun Qian Yue was speechless with anger. Her small face instantly filled with countless black lines, glaring at Rong Jing furiously, "Humor, I'm talking about humor, get it? You antique!"

  Her long eyelashes blinked, shook her head, and said bluntly, "I don't understand!"

  Yun Qian took a deep breath and felt that she was about to suffocate. If she were to marry Rong Feng, every morning and evening would be spent asking for his well-being, and she estimated that she wouldn't live more than two years before becoming a widow. Her face fell, and with a weak tone, she said: "If you don't understand, then just don't! No one understands me..."

  She felt that running into Rong Jing was more than just an unlucky year, it was a lifetime of bad luck.

  Rong Jing looked at Yun Qian's pale face, his mouth slightly curved into a faint arc, and his eyes also burst out with a hint of smile. Since he suffered a great disaster ten years ago, even his grandfather didn't get close to him, that old man had countless times helplessly shouted "ancestors" at him, probably the same meaning as hers now...

  "Hey, I'm asking you, how did you secretly take out those twelve Golden Mountain Gods?" Yun Shangyue suppressed the depression in her heart and asked again in a low voice. This was what she cared about most.

  "Are you sure you want to say it here?" Rong Jing also asked in a low voice.

  Yun Qian pulled him up and turned to leave, saying as they walked: "Let's go to Zui Xiang Lou for dinner! We'll order the lotus leaf smoked chicken you mentioned."

  "Good!" Rong Jing slowly took a step forward, being pulled by Yun Qian Yue as they walked.

  The two finally walked to the door, Xuan Ge was already sitting in front of the car. He looked at the two as if they were twisted into a rope and dragged out. The corner of his mouth twitched. His family's good son, since meeting Miss Shallow Moon, not even half of his image remained. Sighing is sighing, pinching one's wrist is pinching one's wrist, but he still hurriedly lifted the car curtain for the two.

  Yun Shallow Moon got on the bus first and saw Rong Jing standing by the car watching her. She was helpless, stretched out her hand and pulled him onto the bus.

  Rong Jing leaned against the carriage wall, and Yun Shangyue rubbed her sore arm. She had been neglecting sleep and food to read books, which made her physically weak. And it was all because of this guy. She glared at Rong Jing and took out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe the sweat on her forehead.

  Rong Jing glanced at Yun Qian Yue, who was still using his handkerchief. A warm smile spread across her poetic face as she reached into her sleeve and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her face. She instructed Xuan Ge in a gentle voice, "Go to Zui Xiang Lou!"

  "Yes!" Xian Ge cracked the whip and the carriage started moving steadily.

  Yun Jian wiped away her sweat and tucked the handkerchief back into her bosom.

  Rong Jing glanced at her and reminded her lightly, "That's my handkerchief, aren't you going to return it to me?"

  Yun Shangyu's hand paused, and she stuffed the handkerchief into her bosom, saying in a half-joking tone: "You're not going to use that piece of snow-silk brocade given by the old emperor to make some handkerchiefs? I think this fabric is great, soft and absorbent. I'll take it."

  "You're really not polite!" Rong Jing glanced at her.

  Yun Shallow Moon hummed in agreement. These days, she had come to understand that you couldn't be polite to just anyone, especially not to someone like him who never showed any politeness when taking advantage of others. What was the point of her stealing a handkerchief from him compared to his black heart?

  Rong Jing no longer spoke, and wearily closed his eyes.

  At this moment, they got on the carriage. Except for Xuan Ge, no one else could hear their conversation. She was still thinking about where that Buddha statue was hidden after he took it out of Xiangquan Mountain. Seeing Rong Jing's complexion wasn't good, what he said about catching a chill she originally thought was nonsense, but after feeling his pulse, she knew it was actually true. She pursed her lips and didn't ask any further questions. Feeling that this man was ill, she couldn't be too inhumane to keep asking him questions.

  Yun Qian Yue slept for a while in the pavilion, now she had no trace of sleepiness, she lifted the curtain to look outside.

  Rong Jing opened his eyes and looked at her for a moment before closing them again. He didn't stop her from lifting the curtain to look outside.

  Today, the streets are as bustling and prosperous as ever, with hawkers' cries ringing in one's ears. Various antiques, jade carvings, calligraphy, food, acrobatics, toys, etc. are all on display for sale. Everywhere you look, there are genuine handmade crafts that can't be found in modern times. As the horse-drawn carriage moves along, this street is extraordinarily lively on both sides.

  Yun Shangyue had never truly experienced the world, having spent most of her life sleeping in carriages or being managed by others at Yun Wangfu and Rong Wangfu. She watched with great interest as people bought and sold goods on the street, feeling that this was what it meant to truly live, unlike her limited experiences in past lives.

  "Have you heard? Miss Yun Shangyue is going to marry the young master of the Wen Bo Hou Mansion, and today she actually petitioned the Emperor for a royal marriage at the Martial Arts Conference. The Wen Bo Hou Mansion was massacred ten years ago, I heard that only one descendant was left behind."

  The cloud was shallow and the moon was stunned, turning his head along with the sound, only to see a group of people gathered at the corner of the street. The person who spoke was a man in his thirties, with a mustache on his face, while the others were old and young, male and female, all with surprised and curious expressions.

  "I also heard that the only son left in the Wen Bo Hou Fu is called Rong Feng!" Another man said.

  "Yes, yes, it's called Rong Wang Fu. The Wen Bo Hou Fu is a side branch of the Rong Wang Fu, and this young master Rong Yun just entered the capital yesterday and is now living in the Rong Wang Fu!" Another slightly younger man nodded repeatedly, "My family's aunt who served in the second lady's courtyard of the Rong Wang Fu came back home to visit relatives yesterday and said that Young Master Rong Yun was well taken care of by Jing Shi Zi."

  "This Shallow Moon Miss must have known that Rong Feng young master for a long time, otherwise how could she ask the Emperor to grant her marriage today? It's said that it's only him or no one else. The Crown Prince was so angry that he smashed everything in his study as soon as he returned to the mansion. I just heard this from a cousin who came out of the Crown Prince's mansion." Another man said with doubt.

  "It should have been known before, but it's hard to say. Miss Shallow Moon has always been reckless and impulsive, doing whatever she wants, speaking quickly and acting fast. Probably because she thinks the Crown Prince is no good, and now she has taken a liking to Lord Rong Feng." Another man nodded in agreement, "Who would have thought that the Crown Prince would want to imprison Miss Shallow Moon in the Heavenly Dungeon that day, hurting her heart?"

  "Ah, I heard that today at the Wuzhuangyuan Conference, Gongzi Yongfeng's martial arts are unmatched, and he wants to fight a thousand people. But Shallow Moon Miss thought it was unfair and petitioned the Emperor, saying she feared exhausting Gongzi Yongfeng, and our Tiensheng would lose another talent. Even Prince Ran couldn't bear to watch, so he asked the Emperor for permission to participate in the Wuzhuangyuan Conference with Gongzi Yongfeng, dividing the participants between them. The Emperor agreed! In the end, it was Prince Ran and Gongzi Yongfeng who emerged victorious together, and they will decide the final winner tomorrow." Another man said.

  "It's said that Rong Yu Gongzi not only has excellent martial arts skills, but is also handsome. His looks are on par with those of Jing Shizhong! As a descendant of Wen Bo Hou, he must be talented as well. It's said that Miss Qian Yue is afraid that after he wins the top prize at the Martial Arts Assembly tomorrow, he'll be snatched away by another woman, so she wants to marry him first. However, Miss Qian Yue's status is not ordinary, and the Emperor did not agree, causing Miss Qian Yue to almost take her own life in protest..." Another man said.

  ……

  Yun Qianyue's mouth twitched at the corners, she didn't expect men to be so gossipy, and when they were gossipy, they even surpassed women. At that time, she really wanted the old emperor to arrange a marriage for her with Rong Feng, but when did she vow to die for it? She looked at those people in extreme speechlessness.

  "This young master Rong is boundless if he gets the top martial arts title tomorrow! Miss Shallow Moon has a good eye!" A middle-aged aunt, with a basket of eggs on her arm, praised Yun Shallow Moon.

  "Yes, Young Master Rong Yu's portrait is now on sale at Mo Bao Zhai! I just came out of Mo Bao Zhai and saw Young Master Rong Yu's portrait! He really is a handsome young master! I also think Miss Shallow Moon has good taste." A petite woman squeezed in the crowd, said with some shyness.

  "Miss Shallow Moon's portrait is also available for sale at Mo Bao Zhai. I saw it too, and the two portraits together are really a perfect match!" A woman said with envy.

  "A man with talent, a woman with beauty, if they can really be together, it's a great story for the ages." An old lady in her sixties, holding a chicken, had an aged voice but couldn't hide a young heart. "That's what all the storytellers say, talented men and beautiful women! The opera scripts are all performed that way too."

  Yun Qian Yue looked at the old lady holding a chicken, her face twisted. Isn't this Rong Feng who just entered the capital yesterday and caused a stir today? His portrait was also released too quickly. I didn't expect that in ancient times there were also clever people who knew how to seize business opportunities!

  "Unfortunately, Miss Shallow Moon is the legitimate daughter of the Rong Wang Fu, and it's probably not easy to marry Mr. Rong Feng." One of the women, veiled, delicate and soft, stood at the back of the crowd, supported by a maid, dressed in extremely fine clothes, apparently just passing by, heard people talking and stopped to listen, looking like a noble lady.

  "Yes, although Young Master Rong Yu is a collateral branch of the Rong Wang Fu, it's said that he's also a branch from a hundred years ago, and his blood ties with the Rong Wang Fu have already become quite diluted. Since twenty years ago when Wen Bo Hou was conferred as a marquis, he can be considered to have established his own household. The Wen Bo Hou Fu now only has Young Master Rong Yu left, isolated and without support. He doesn't match up to Shallow Moon Miss in terms of social status, even if the Emperor were to disregard the ancestral teachings of the founding emperor and agree, I'm afraid Old Master Yun and Prince Yun would not agree."

  "That's not necessarily the case, what kind of temperament does Shallow Moon Miss have? She is a master who cannot be underestimated. If she really made up her mind to marry Feng Gongzi, even the Emperor and Cloud Old Wangye would be powerless against her. This matter may actually come true."

  "Yes, Miss Shallow Moon's determination is like that. Once she sets her mind on something, not even ten oxen can pull her back! Do you still remember when Miss Shallow Moon went hunting two years ago? It's said that she chased a snow fox for three days and three nights, until it was exhausted and couldn't run anymore, then caught it." Another person chimed in.

  "That's right, I remember now. It was a big deal back then and everyone in the tea houses and restaurants were talking about it! They all said that Miss Shallow Moon was as brave as any man." Another person chimed in agreement.

  "Why don't we go and listen? There's a storyteller at the tea house today." someone asked.

  "Alright, let's go and listen!" Everyone agreed at once.

  They said they were going, and in the blink of an eye a group of people rushed towards the teahouse across the street. Even the woman holding a child, the aunt with a basket of eggs, and the old lady grasping a chicken followed suit. The young lady standing at the back of the crowd, veiled and listening to everyone's conversation, hesitated for a moment before following along with her maid.

  Yun Shallow Moon watched as the crowd surged into the teahouse, staring at it for a while before silently withdrawing her gaze. Today, she inadvertently caused another stir, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the whole world was in an uproar. She provided fodder for gossip among the common people of ancient times after dinner. Most importantly, she brought more business to the teahouse, and the owner of Mo Bao Zhai made a profit by selling her portrait.

  Clouds drifted across the sky, and in just a moment, dark clouds had gathered, just like her heart was now trembling. She withdrew her gaze and stared at the teahouse again, seeing that it was bustling with people, but no one came out, only going in. Through the window, she could see heads squeezed together, business booming. She wanted to go listen, but thinking about how her current body, having lost all martial arts skills, couldn't squeeze inside, she gave up on the idea.

  But she still felt a little resentful, her gaze shifted to the sign above the teahouse door, where a large plaque read "A Scent of Tea" in four big characters. She silently memorized the name before withdrawing her gaze, just as she was about to lower the curtain, she noticed Xuan Ge seemed to have forgotten to urge the horse on, his hand grasping the reins also staring at the teahouse, his face looking strange, the carriage stalled and not moving forward, no wonder she could hear them for so long! It turned out that this guy had also heard those people's conversation just now.

  "Cough, cough, Xuan Ge, do you think your family's heir will really become a starving ghost? Hurry up and leave!" Yun Shangyue coughed violently twice. Thinking that gossip is everywhere!

  The strings sang out in surprise, and he hastily withdrew his gaze, turning to look at Yun Qianyue. His cold and stern face was unusually strange, as if he wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he turned back around, whipped the horse, and the carriage started moving quickly and smoothly.

  Yun Shallow Moon rubbed her forehead with a stretched hand, thinking that today's landmine had exploded! How to end it?!

  She no longer had the mood to look at the bustling streets outside, she dropped the curtain and shrank back to continue leaning against the car wall. She saw Rong Jing still leaning against the car wall with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, as if he was asleep. Even though he was asleep, even though he looked so weak, he still had that annoyingly warm expression on his face. She glared at Rong Jing, thinking that if she didn't know he was Uncle Rong Feng, she would have been very happy to hear those people's words. It was all because of this black-hearted guy.

  She was so angry that she wanted to strangle him to death. As soon as the thought occurred to her, Yun Shang Yue immediately stretched out her hand to strangle Rong Jing's neck. Before her hand even reached him, a vicious voice rang out, "You say you're not Rong Feng's uncle, and I won't strangle you to death! Otherwise, I'll strangle you!"

  Rong Jing seemed to have not heard anything, still closing her eyes and sleeping, motionless.

  Yun Qianyue's hand reached up to Rong Jing's neck, the skin of his nape was cool and refreshing. As soon as she touched him, she immediately withdrew her hand and grabbed his collar instead, still saying viciously: "Don't sleep, speak quickly!"

  "You can kill me if you want, my memorial tablet will be worshipped in the Rong Wang ancestral hall. When you marry Rong Feng later, you'll have to come and kowtow to me every year too. It's not bad either, I can get three knocks from you every year, which is almost as good as getting your daily morning and evening greetings asking about my well-being and calling me uncle. I'll just reluctantly accept it!" Rong Jing slowly opened his eyes, looking at Yun Shangyue's vicious expression, and said slowly.

  Yun Shallow Moon heard the words and suddenly felt a mouthful of blood gushing out from her chest, looking at Rong Jing's warm and gentle face almost spitting on his face. A pair of eyes stared at him angrily, unable to speak for a long time.

  "Huh? Still staring at me for what? Hurry up and pinch already?" Rong Jing urged Yun Qian Yue.

  Yun Qian's eyes were fixed on him, her beautiful big eyes almost bulging out. She stared at Rong Jing, her teeth grinding with a "kaka" sound, and she suspected that this mouthful of teeth was about to shatter.

  "Ugh, you look really ugly now! If Rong Yun saw you like this, I reckon he'd rather die than marry you." Rong Jing averted his eyes and let out a sigh, a hint of disdain flashing across his elegant eyebrows.

  Yun Qian Yue felt her throat suddenly dry and rough, she felt like blood was about to spurt out. Unable to bear it any longer, she suddenly loosened his collar and instead grasped his neck, with a fierce and sinister expression like a female demon, "Fine, I'll strangle you to death today. At worst, I'll marry Rong Feng in the future and come to burn incense for you every year."

  The shallow cloud and the moon's words fell, and the white and tender small hand pressed against Rong Jing's throat knot. The warm and cool touch of her palm was also unable to dispel the anger burning in her heart. Today, she must strangle him to death! She had gone all out!

  "Hmm! When the time comes, even if I'm dead, my spirit will attach to the ancestral tablet and watch you kowtow to me. If I don't see it, that's fine too - the Rong Wang Fu temple has a special person in charge of watching over the temple, and they won't let you get up unless you've kowtowed three times." Rong Jing tilted his head away, not looking at him, even though Yun Shangyue was pinching his neck, making it hard to breathe, but he still managed to say a complete sentence.

  "You still dare to speak!" Yun Qianyue's hand exerted force, "Do you really want to die?"

  Rong Jingwei nodded slightly, his voice hoarse: "Life is hopeless, it's better to die!"

  "You're still so infatuated? I think you're living a pretty good life!" Yun Shangyue sneered, her expression still vicious. She felt that today she must definitely strangle this bastard to death.

  "Nowadays, every day is so dull and tasteless, unless you really marry Rong Yun... Every morning and evening, I'll have some taste if I can see you... But compared to this, it's not as good as when you pinched me to death. Every year during festivals, going to the Rong Wang Fu ancestral hall to kowtow to me feels like a treat..." Rong Jing's words were incomplete this time, but Yun Shang Yue still heard them clearly.

  The shallow clouds and the moon's aura crashed against her brain, and Rong Jing's words were like a giant thorn that pierced through her ears and into her mind. In an instant, the thorn stirred and churned in her mind, making it hard for her to breathe. Gnashing her teeth and grinding them down wasn't enough to express her anger at this moment. Originally, she had one hand grasping Rong Jing's neck, but now she added another hand, her voice like a devil from hell, cold and menacing: "You say one more word, and you're dead for sure!"

  Rong Jing's eyes flickered with a deep, dark gaze that seemed to hold a hint of unspoken grievances. It was as if he wanted to say something more, but was being held back from speaking out.

  Yun Qian read the expression in Rong Jing's eyes and hated him even more. Obviously, she was threatening him, wanting to strangle him to death, yet his face changed from pale weakness to flushed redness, his breathing choked, exhaling more than inhaling, but he still maintained a gentle and elegant demeanor, without a hint of fear or tension. Her eyes stared at him unblinkingly, her hand relaxed slightly, "Give you another chance, say you're not Rong Feng's uncle, and I'll spare your life."

  Yun Qian Yue was now shouting like a child.

  "Ah...!" Rong Jing's collar was loosened and he started coughing with difficulty.

  "Hurry up!" Yun Qian Yue loosened her grip a bit more and looked away from Rong Jing's uncomfortable coughing expression.

  "Although Rong Wangfu's collateral branch, the blood in his veins is also that of Rong Wangfu's ancestors. The fact that I am his uncle cannot be changed. You can't dig up Rong Wangfu's ancestors who have been dead for hundreds of years and change their blood, nor can you put Rong Feng's ancestors back into his mother's womb, let alone put Rong Feng back into his mother's womb and not let him out? So, this life, I am his uncle. It's a done deal." Rong Jing Shu took a deep breath, looking at Yun Qiu Yue's averted face, seemingly smiling, and said slowly.

  "Why don't you say that I should be stuffed back into my mother's womb?" Yun Qianyue turned her head, her past life's self-proclaimed calm and composure gone with the wind, thinking that this man was really... making her want to strangle him to death!

  Rong Jing nodded her head, her voice warm and gentle, "Mmm, if you have a way to put me back into my mother's womb, that would be fine too."

  Yun Shallow Moon suddenly felt a dizziness in front of her eyes, and she was already speechless with a dark face. She had long been forced to recognize the characters by Yun Mochan's coercion, using this ruthless guy to threaten her, and wanted to send him back to his mother's womb, if only she could have done it earlier. What else did he need to say?

  "Hey, look at you now, you don't even have the appearance of a half-decent woman. Fortunately, Rong Yu is not here. Otherwise, he would see your ugly appearance and really wouldn't want to marry you." Rong Jing sighed.

  "Don't mention him again!" Yun Qianyue growled. At this moment, she was so angry that she wished she could stuff Rong Feng back into his mother's womb.

  "Alright, let's not mention it." Rong Jing's expression changed like flowing water, and a flash of light appeared in his eyes for an instant. Looking at her small black face, even her forehead was slightly darkened, obviously she was very angry. Her originally pink lips were now slightly pale, and his long eyelashes blinked, reminding her in a low voice, "Are you going to strangle me to death or not? If you are, then hurry up, if not, then let go! You're getting tired from stiffening your arm like that."

  Yun's hand involuntarily tightened its grip, and in a cold voice, she said: "Of course I'll strangle you to death."

  Rong Jing no longer spoke, slightly lowering his head, with a look of waiting for death.

  Yun Shallow Moon stared at Rong Jing, the carriage was slightly dim due to the curtains blocking out the sunlight, and because she had gripped his neck tightly, his breathing was labored and his face had a faint flush of blood. His pale complexion had a subtle reddish tint, like a painting with eyebrows and eyes that seemed to blend into the clouds and mist, and he sat quietly amidst the clouds. At this moment, she felt that he was magnificent and beautiful. For a while, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

  Rong Jing felt a strange gaze from Yun Shang, and he lowered his eyelashes to cover up the expression in his eyes.

  "The Crown Prince has arrived at Drunken Fragrance Pavilion!" Xiang Ge's voice came from outside, somewhat stiff and tense.

  The cloud was startled awake, instantly loosening the hand that had been pinching Rong Jing's neck. With a look of disgust, she glared at Rong Jing and spat out venomously: "I'd rather die than sully my hands by strangling you! This time, I'll spare your life."

  "Hmm!" Rong Jing responded in a low, almost inaudible voice.

  Yun Shallow Moon rubbed her arm, and after a while, she saw Rong Jing motionless. She raised her eyes to look at him again, only to see him still sitting with his head down, quietly leaning against the car wall. The slightly open collar revealed a clear red mark on his neck, which was even more eye-catching due to his extremely white and delicate skin. She frowned and said in a bad tone: "Hurry up and tidy yourself up, let's get off the car and eat."

  Rong Jing raised his eyelids and glanced at Yun Shangyue, his calm eyes gleaming with a hint of hoarseness in his usual warm voice, his tone seeming to sulk, "I'm not eating anymore!"

  "Done eating?" Yun Shallow Moon raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you hungry?"

  Her eyes gleamed with a mixture of annoyance and resentment, "How can I go eat like this? If someone sees me, they'll think you've done something to me!"

  "Hmm?" Yun Qianyue was taken aback, looking at him with a weak and abused expression. At this moment, it was especially satisfying to see him like this, and the anger and frustration in her chest instantly dissipated. She snorted: "I originally wanted to strangle you to death, but now I'll spare your life. Just want to let people see you in this state."

  "Alright! I'll go eat, just as you wish!" Rong Jing suddenly stood up, ignoring the open collar and the creased brocade robe that Yun Shangyue had pinched and pressed, reached out to lift the curtain, slightly poked his head out, and slowly got off the carriage.

  Digression

  The storm came as expected, and some relatives even wanted to chase me down. What I want to say is that you have to believe in the female lead, don't doubt the setting of this article, she's not Li Yun, nor is she a superior officer, but rather Yun Shang Yue! Still, the fake Yun Shang Yue! Even if you don't believe her, you have to believe me, what? Don't believe me? (⊙_⊙) Is my character really that bad? (⊙_⊙) o(╯□╰)o, >_<

  The storm is still raging on, and to those who are holding onto their tickets, don't hold back anymore! Use all your might to throw the tickets at me, throw them until I'm dizzy, the more intense the storm gets, the better O(n_n)O~

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