Chapter 22: Snow Moon Young Master

  Ming Ruxue watched as Dingsi went to the imperial concubine's quarters, then tidied up her clothes and walked slowly in front of Nalan Jun, curtsying with a standard gesture. Her voice was soft and sweet as she squeezed out the words, "Thank you, Your Highness, for speaking on my behalf."

  She stretched out her long white neck and assumed a weak posture with the wound on her head, hoping to win the prince's sympathy.

  They waited for a long time without any sound, and couldn't help but lift their heads to see Nalan Jun looking intently at one place, and curiously followed his gaze.

  At this sight, a deep astonishment flowed out of their eyes. Not only Ming Ruxue and Nalan Jun, but also Ming Wangye and others were all faces of incredulity.

  They watched as Rong Yi helped Ming Yuqiong wipe off the bloodstains, but what was even more astonishing was that they saw Ming Yuqiong smear the mud and dust in her hand onto Rong Yi's hand, yet Rong Yi didn't dodge it, instead smiling with a pampered expression.

  Everyone knows that the Crown Prince of Germany, also known as Snow Moon, has a white jade crescent moon on his forehead, crystal clear and translucent, which is one of the rarest and most precious warm jades in the world.

  He was particular about cleanliness and did not allow anyone to come near him within three feet, nor could he tolerate anything dirty. How could he allow someone to smear paste on his hand?

  Even the so-called number one beauty of Tianyuan, Miss Bai Lingyue, the granddaughter of White Prime Minister, who has been familiar with Rong Shizi since childhood, is not ordinary compared to others. However, she can't get close to him within three feet, and at most, it's just a distance of barely three feet.

  It is said that if anyone breaks this rule, the excess part will immediately disappear, and the remaining body will be at least three feet away from the elegant son.

  Yuanyue's body is quite self-closed, with ears that don't hear outside matters. Naturally, she didn't know about Rongyi's strange habit, she was just purely venting her anger.

  At this time, Nalan Jun's deep eyes were shrouded in a faint mist, staring at Rong Yi and Ming Yuqiong, his mouth slightly pursed, revealing a hint of displeasure, coldly saying:

  "I've heard that Rongshi doesn't like people getting within three feet of him, but it seems that's not the case today."

  Rong Yi smiled as usual, as if he hadn't heard, his hands still gently and carefully wiping the wound on his forehead. He let out a gentle sigh: "Some habits are also divided among people."

  Nalan Jun's face stiffened, and Rong Yi had just stood with him at a distance of exactly three feet.

  In his heart of hearts, wasn't this saying that even a dignified crown prince was inferior to a bright and clean Ming Yuqiong?

  Yuanyu only reacted now, it turned out that those people looked at her movements like monsters, not because she was too inconsistent with the conservative ideas of this society, but because this big belly had a cleanliness habit?

  She blinked and stared at those few black marks, asking somewhat insincerely: "Or should I wipe it off for you?"

  Rong Yi gazed at her clear and bright eyes, which always had a hint of mistiness, making it impossible to see into the depths of her heart, only to be deceived by the soft colors on the surface.

  If he really lets her wipe it, she might end up wiping it blacker and blacker.

  "It's no use." Rong Yi tossed the cloth aside, as if it wasn't a precious Flowing Cloud brocade, and said slowly, "Wiping is not enough to clean it, it needs to be washed three times."

  Yuan Yue felt relieved after hearing the previous sentence, but after hearing the next one, she couldn't help but feel annoyed and knew that Rong Yi was not a good person, infuriating to death!

  Nalan Jun's eyes watched the two people's seemingly indifferent interaction, his face sank, and his gaze fell on Yuan Yue's face. That face was no different from before, but compared to before, he looked at him even more as if he were an object.

  Somehow, I feel increasingly suffocated in my chest and my tone is quite unpleasant.

  "Your Majesty, it's getting late now. The guests in front are probably waiting for too long. I still need to return to the palace and report the good news of the birthday banquet to my father!"

  Upon hearing this, Ming Wangye's gaze returned from the interaction between Yuan Yue and He Yi, a hint of something flashing in his eyes. He said to Nalan Jun and Rong Yi: "Your Highness the Crown Prince and Rong Shizi, please!"

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