Two inconspicuous yet luxurious carriages were traveling on the broad avenue heading toward the Imperial City.
One was drawn by six horses, the other by four.
At this mont, the atmosphere inside the carriage drawn by four horses was sowhat quiet.
A pretty and lively girl with peach-blossom eyes was staring wide-eyed at the raven-haired beauty seated across from her.
The woman with long black hair that reached her waist held her chin in her Jade Hands, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on the young Confucian Scholar across from her.
The young Confucian Scholar was resting with his eyes closed.
Just then, the young girl, apparently finding the silence dull, beca restless.
She first glared at Su Qingdai, then happily hugged onto Zhao Rong’s arm beside her.
"Rong’er brother, when you go to the palace for a al later, what about ? Can’t I go in too?"
Zhao Rong didn’t open his eyes, "It’s against etiquette."
He shook his head lightly.
"That’s why I told you both to go back and eat first. After I attend the palace banquet, I’ll co out to find you, and we can go to the Ritual Departnt to et Brother Yiwu... Yet you two insisted on following , what am I to do?"
"This won’t do, Uncle Xiao Bai isn’t here, I must protect you... I’ll just wait for you in the Great Hall outside the palace gate. The pastries there are quite good too. I’ll eat my fill first."
Qian’er’s figure was slender and petite like a loli’s; she now rose from her seat, and with one leg half-kneeling on the seat, she wrapped her slender arms around Zhao Rong’s neck and whispered in his ear:
"Rong’er brother, I’ve left so marks on you. If there’s ever any danger, I can arrive within three breaths as long as it’s within ten miles, alright?"
Actually, with only the three of them inside the carriage, the young girl’s voice, no matter how soft, couldn’t escape the ears of a certain lady with the surna Su, but Qian’er still kept a watchful vigilance as if guarding against a thief.
Su Qingdai couldn’t hold back either, unwilling to be outdone, she said, "Ziyu, I’ve also left so marks. If you’re in danger, I can be there instantly as well."
Qian’er scorned soone on a regular basis, "With your re embroidery skills, aside from the skirt you’re wearing, which carries the brushwork of brother Rong and was gifted with a great opportunity, I really can’t see what else you have to show off."
Su Qingdai bit her lip and glared, "You!"
She was not weak. On the contrary, she was one of the top Cultivation Seeds on the Great Li Mountain and now an extrely young female cultivator at the Heavenly Will Realm.
However.
This was contempt from the top talents of the Taiching Four Mansions, the highest educational institution of the Wangque Continent, and it was sowhat unreasonable.
It was like Zhao Rong’s previous life, where ranks and chains of contempt existed even amongst student prodigies in the eyes of the world.
There is always a higher mountain.
Zhao Rong, who seed to be pondering sothing with his eyes closed, showed a helpless expression and spoke up, interrupting the two:
"No, what’s this about both of you leaving marks on ? I didn’t even know before."
Qian’er’s eyes twinkled with a smile as she cuddled up to his ear and said sweetly:
"Actually... it’s a special scent. How should I put it, Rong’er brother, just think of as a little cat that can sll your scent."
Zhao Rong’s eyes widened a bit, and he couldn’t help but lean back to give Qian’er, who looked dead serious, a few careful looks.
After three breaths, he tugged at the corner of his mouth, holding back a smile and earnestly nodded in agreent:
"I never expected you, little girl, to have half the skill of this young master."
Qian’er tilted her head and bit her lip, "What do you an, half the skill?"
Zhao Rong sighed, "I not only know your scent, but I’m also familiar with your taste."
"Hmm, Rong’er brother, I know about the scent, but the taste... what taste am I?"
The young girl’s large peach-blossom eyes shone with curiosity as she stared intently at Zhao Rong.
The latter glanced at her plump lips and the few cute pearly teeth biting her lower lip, nodding:
"Guess."
Qian’er blinked, hesitated for a mont, but then, as if she realized where his gaze was resting, she giggled spontaneously.
"Naughty! You’re not being serious, talking nonsense like this with... with soone else around."
Qian’er shyly raised her hand and thumped Zhao Rong’s chest.
Though she spoke thus, after pouting a little, she then glanced nonchalantly at Su Qingdai, who had been quietly listening to their conversation.
Qian’er humphed lightly through her cute little nose.
The aning was self-evident.
The raven-haired beauty’s gaze shifted, glancing at Qian’er with her proud and pleased little expression, and smiled faintly.
Su Qingdai’s eyes sparkled, her naturally cool deanor suddenly looking seductive and alluring as she glanced sideways at Zhao Rong.
Seeing this, Qian’er slightly furrowed her brows, but soon relaxed them and scoffed in her mind.
She huffed softly, then half-knelt on the seat, straightening her upper body and snuggling close to Zhao Rong’s neck, whispering in his ear:
"Rong’er brother, so, is my taste... sweet? Very sweet?"
Qian’er pursed her pink lips as if recollecting those few tis he had toppled over cups of honey water.
Zhao Rong thought for a mont and nodded.
Qian’er’s eyes brightened with joy.
She was his sugar, sweet for him alone.
However, before Qian’er could show off in front of Su Qingdai again, she saw Zhao Rong shift his gaze away and mutter, "Hmm, and a bit salty."
The air inside the carriage suddenly beca quiet.
Qian’er: "..."
Su Qingdai: "..."
The expressions of the two won froze simultaneously.
Qian’er: I really don’t want to be a girl who gets it instantly.
Her eyes widened, whimpering, Rong’er brother, are you a devil!
The cute face of the young girl flushed red in an instant, and the next second she launched herself at Zhao Rong, wrestling him in earnest!
"Cough cough, what are you doing, why are you hitting ? I’m just telling the truth. That day you sweated a lot, your neck and cheeks were all sweaty, and you still wanted to kiss you. You have no sha, I ended up with a mouthful of sweat."
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