SFS Chapter 168 Xiao Zhizi, You Are Bad
Chapter 168 Xiao Zhizi, You Are Bad
Although he didn't quite understand why Nan Yingzhi had to bow her head, but because it was her request, Yun Ji bent down without hesitation.
It was like a fisherman noticing movement on the water surface. Nan Yingzhi saw that his big fish had taken the bait and suddenly stopped fishing lazily.
She hooked her hand around Yunji's neck, tilted her head back, and when he wasn't paying attention, she gave him a kiss on his jaw.
Unexpectedly, Nan Yingzhi would suddenly "attack". Yun Ji put his fingertips on the place where he was kissed and wanted to scold her for being restless even when she was sick.
Seeing Nan Yingzhi looking relaxed and smiling at him, the sick look that had plagued her just now was almost gone, and he suddenly realized that she was probably much better.
His heart slowly relaxed. Seeing that she was full of energy and spirit, Yun Ji took the opportunity to act coquettishly: "Little Gardenia, you are bad."
"Oh? Why am I broken?" Nan Yingzhi exerted force on her waist and sat up, asking knowingly, "Tell me."
Yun Ji put down his hands that were covering his skin and wanted to speak, but his face turned red first.
After listening to him being coy for a while and not being able to come up with anything, Nan Yingzhi was curious and moved closer to him: "You can't give a reason to refute, does that mean I'm a good person?"
Not knowing whether he disagreed or agreed with what she said, Yun Ji nodded and shook his head. He closed his eyes and said what was in his mind, which made him feel ashamed and angry.
"Just kiss one side, you're bad."
After being stunned for a moment, Nan Yingzhi finally understood what he meant by "I want you to kiss the other side too."
Surprised by his implicit initiative, she moved closer to Yun Ji and smiled, "Qingchuan, I'll make it up to you now, okay?"
He opened his eyes carefully and saw that Nan Yingzhi had gotten closer to him when he closed his eyes.
He was undecided between "opening his eyes to look into Xiao Zhizi's eyes" and "closing his eyes to enjoy her lingering kiss".
"I'm going to kiss you," Nan Yingzhi informed Yun Ji in advance of her next move, and moved her lips closer to his other cheek, "Close your eyes."
He was wavering, but after hearing her advice, Yun Ji followed her advice, closed his eyes, and gave the place he was about to be kissed to her: "Okay."
Main hall.
Not knowing why Song Cheng turned a blind eye to his obvious intention to recruit him, Yun Ting still felt bad in his heart even as he was chewing on the delicacies from land and sea.
Glancing at Song Yue, who was eating like a whirlwind beside him, Yun Ting decided to start with her: "Ayue, eat slowly, be careful not to choke."
Originally, Song Yue was thinking of "eating more while His Majesty is chatting with my brother", but after hearing what he said, she had to slow down and start chewing slowly.
"Does this meal suit your taste?"
Seeing her nod, Yun Ting smiled and spoke sincerely, as if it were true, "If you like, I will ask the imperial kitchen to make it for you often."
Song Yue knew very well that Yun Ting had said this countless times to countless people, so how could she dare to believe it?
She knew it in her heart, but did not show it on her face. She just said lightly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Song Aiqing," After speaking to Song Yue, Yun Ting turned around and looked at Song Cheng, "Why is your guard still missing?"
Hearing him bring it up again with concern, Song Cheng's originally relieved heart began to panic again.
He didn't even know where the prince was now, let alone guess when the prince would come back!
Seeing Song Cheng hesitating, Yun Ting waved his hand and said, "Gao Shu, send someone to look for him. There has been no news for a long time. Don't tell me he really fell into the toilet."
Seeing Yun Ting's big fuss, Song Cheng couldn't suppress his panic, and it spread to his behavior.
"Your Majesty," if he hadn't been afraid of alerting the enemy, he would have almost stood up, "He is just a guard of mine, why bother Your Majesty to send people to search for him?"
Today, Yun Ting was smart for once. He keenly noticed the suspiciousness of his "guard" from Song Cheng's abnormal behavior.
"Song Aiqing, as a guard, he has the duty to protect his master at all times," Yun Ting said coldly, "Isn't it inappropriate for you to indulge him like this?"
Hearing the sarcasm in his words, Song Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.
The "guards" that Yun Ting mentioned were not his servants, they were clearly his ancestors!
Side hall.
"Little Gardenia," Yun Ji said, lying on Nan Yingzhi's chest after a few fights with her, "Are you really okay?"
"Yes," Nan Yingzhi felt refreshed as she immersed herself in the refreshing fragrance in the air, "Did you mix this fragrance yourself?"
Feeling that she was about to ask him who taught him the perfume making skills, Yun Ji lowered his head slightly and said, "I learned it from my mother when I was a child."
Thinking of what he had just revealed, "his mother forced him at night and he checked him the next day," Nan Yingzhi roughly understood how difficult the learning process was for him.
Feeling that Yun Ji had mixed feelings of love and hate towards his mother, she was silent for a moment, then asked cautiously, "If I remember correctly, your mother also taught you to play the zither?"
Yun Ji looked depressed and melancholy, lowered his eyes and nodded slightly: "Not only that, she is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. On the surface, she is a lady from a wealthy family.
“But she actually knows a lot of other things.
“It is said that she has a wonderful voice and her humming from a distance can make the shy flowers in the imperial garden bloom on the spot.
“Improvising music and dancing is no problem at all.
"It is precisely because of this that as soon as she entered the palace, she was favored and was named Consort Jing, enjoying the exclusive privilege of the palace."
Speaking of the latter part, Yun Ji trembled, as if he was cold all over: "It's a pity that with me, everything has changed.
"She is no longer the envied Concubine Jing who gave birth to a son for the late emperor, but a crazy woman that all the concubines avoid."
After listening to his narration about Concubine Jing's ups and downs in the harem, Nan Yingzhi finally understood why his mother was so strict with him.
Although she was skeptical about Yun Ji's description of "singing can promote flowering", she saw that he was in a low mood and did not raise the issue in the end, but just hugged him tightly.
The noise outside suddenly entered the hall, interrupting the graceful embrace between the two of them.
"Qingchuan'er," Nan Yingzhi was not familiar with the voice of the person coming. She could not tell who was arguing with Lan Fu, so she lowered her voice and said, "It seems like someone is coming."
It had been a long time since the incident with his mother, and Yun Ji had almost let it go.
He showed worry in front of her, but happened to be in her arms, showing weakness.
When he heard her say someone was coming, he came back to his senses and pricked up his ears, trying to figure out whether it was a false alarm or a real danger.
I don't know how much time passed, but the arguing gradually died down, and it sounded like Lan Fu had already driven away those uninvited guests.
Before they could relax, they started talking again. Nan Yingzhi's sharp ears caught the voices of the master and servant Yun Ting and Gao Shu protesting, as well as the dissuading voices of the Song brothers and sisters who were following them.
She was speechless at Yun Ting's behavior of chasing him from the main hall to the side hall. She could no longer bear it and uttered, "He really is haunting her."
Although his hearing was not as good as hers and he couldn't tell who was talking outside, Yun Ji seemed to sense something when he heard her scolding.
It seems that the only person Xiao Zhizi would scold is her own stepbrother.
Seeing Nan Yingzhi suddenly stand up and walk towards the window with familiar movements, Yun Ji felt reluctant to let her go.
He followed her and held her hand as she was about to open the window, looking dejected: "Xiao Zhizi, are you leaving again?"