Your Majesty’s Heart-to-heart Pet

The inside of Qianyuan Hall was gloomy. Ning Yuqian sat in the study alone. The room was dark and there were no candles. The rain outside the house had stopped. He couldn't remember how many times he asked Yu An, "Has the rain stopped?"

Yu An stood aside respectfully, but with a wry smile on his face: "Your Majesty, it has stopped."

This morning, Ning Yuqian had asked this sentence several times. When the rain didn't stop, he put his chin on, his face was full of unhappy; after the rain stopped, he was even more unhappy. Even Yu An was a little confused about Ning Yuqian's thoughts, whether he hoped that the rain would stop, or that he hoped it would continue to fall.

"Stop it?" Ning Yuqian asked again: "Why did no one come to me when the rain stopped?" He had waited for a long time, from elation to the current restlessness.

After a while, Ning Yuqian stood up, opened the door, looked at the gloomy sky, and looked at the pavement where the water was not so deep, frowning. Did she forget it? When he left last night, he told her to come.

Yu An looked at him unclearly, and followed Ning Yuqian at the road.

Before long, the standing water on the gravel pavement reflected a figure. The bright red dress and the white embroidered shoes were already covered with mud. Ning Yuqian raised his eyes and set his eyes on her. She walked a little bit carefully, as if she was afraid of slipping, she walked slowly, holding the hem of the skirt with her green hands.

The gloom in his heart dissipated, and after waiting for so long, it would be nice to come.

Ruan Yang looked at the ground intently without noticing him, until the light in front of her was obscured, and when she raised her head, she saw Ning Yuqian with an abnormal smile on her face. The Qianyuan Palace didn't let people come in, and even the small walnut was stopped outside.

Ruan Yang lowered himself and wanted to salute, but in an instant, her hand was held by someone. Ning Yuqian suddenly grabbed her shoulders and whispered: "The road is slippery on rainy days, let's walk together."

His chin is very beautiful, with a simple and neat curve, and upwards is a mouth that can be regarded as vicious in Ruan Yang's eyes. She uttered, and followed him obediently, lowering her head.

Yu An watched this scene silently, and then realized that the emperor from the family, who had waited all morning, was the Empress Ruan. He thought it would be General Zhou or Lord He. But it turned out not to be, just Ruan Fei.

The candle in the study was ignited, and the bright fire light suddenly illuminated the whole room, sweeping away the gloomy atmosphere in the room.

Ning Yuqian frowned and looked at Ruan Yang's shoes, but she didn't notice it. The shoes left black footprints in the room. Ning Yuqian's face darkened, and he said, "Take off your shoes."

"Huh?" Ruan Yang hadn't understood yet, Ning Yuqian was stunned to bend down, holding her feet, and personally taking off the shoes.

Ruan Yang looked helplessly at the dirty embroidered shoes, and whispered: "The road is so dirty, but the shoes are not dirty."

She lowered her eyes and could only see the top of the man's head. It was black. He hadn't tied his hair today, and let a large amount of ink scattered on his shoulders. It didn't look frivolous, but rather elegant.

He ignored her, continued to move his hands, and directly took off the wet socks and threw them on the ground.

Ruan Yang's feet stepped on the cold ground, shrinking uncomfortably. But thinking that today is here to please Ning Yuqian, but still endures not losing his temper.

Ning Yuqian suddenly raised her foot, placed it on her palm, lowered her head, and kissed her toe. The warm lips pressed against the cold toes, and Ruan Yang was stunned.

Probably...perhaps...In this world, only a pervert like Ning Yuqian can do this kind of thing. She thought in a daze, but there was a strange feeling in her heart. She couldn't tell what it was, but she was a little sad.

Suddenly he stood up, picked her up, and went straight out of the study to his room.

She was put on the bed by Ning Yuqian, and watched in confusion as he took out several pairs of women's embroidered shoes from the corner. They were all beautiful and exquisite, but...who were these for?

Before she recovered, her feet were put into a pair of shoes. The bright red fabric was embroidered with snow-white gardenias, forming a strong visual impact, and Ning Yuqian bent over to put her shoes on. , There is tenderness between the brows and eyes.

These shoes-she is just the right size to wear.

So, are all of his shoes here prepared for Ruan Yang?

Ruan Yang was dumb, so he had to get off the bed and said softly, "Thank you."

Ning Yuqian was much taller than her. She raised her face so that she could see his chin clearly, and at the same time she saw the tooth mark on his neck.

Suddenly mixed feelings.

She thought for a while, glanced at Ning Yuqian's succinctly unoccupied room, and said, "Your Majesty, your concubine will comb your hair, right?" The so-called reciprocity...Ning Yuqian even does things like putting on her shoes. When he came out, she combed his hair, it seemed to be okay, right?

Ning Yuqian's expression suddenly became sluggish, glanced at her unclearly, then stopped talking, and finally nodded.

Ruan Yang was a little dazed, she really just wanted to comb his hair, she didn't want to do anything to him, but Ning Yuqian looked unpredictable.

Ning Yuqian sat down in front of the vanity mirror slowly. In the yellow copper mirror, Ruan Yang was holding a white jade comb in his hand, and combed his hair with his eyebrows down.

After a long while, Ruan Yang raised his head and gently put the comb on the table, "Your Majesty, the concubine is combed." Ning Yuqian's hair is of good quality, so it goes smoothly without having to comb it. Ruan Yang combed it casually. Just put it down in a few clicks.

Ning Yuqian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said grimly: "Since I have combed it, I'll finish combing." A man combing a woman's hair represents love, while a woman combing a man's hair...probably the same. He frowned and stuffed the comb into Ruan Yang's hand.

Ruan Yang glanced at the bronze mirror. In the mirror, Ning Yuqian's complexion was a bit cold, and he looked very unhappy, but... his eyes were vaguely expectant. Using her fingers as a comb, she combed Ning Yuqian's scalp and asked with a smile, "Ning Yuqian, do you really want me to comb your hair?"

Her voice was sweet, and Ning Yuqian nodded following her words unconsciously.

She didn't know how the ancients' hair was combed, and looking at his hair at the moment, she was a little bit troubled. After thinking about it, Ruan Yang grabbed the hair, wrapped it in his hand, took the hair crown on the table and put it in, and finally fixed it with a hairpin.

Looking at her finished product, Ruan Yang proudly raised her eyebrows at Ning Yuqian. She smiled and asked, "Doesn't it look good?"

Ning Yuqian frowned and wanted to lift her hand to untie her hair and let her comb it again, but she just moved her fingertips and nodded obediently after a moment: "It's very beautiful."

In fact, it's not very good-looking. It's just... he turned his eyes sideways, looking at the bright red around him, bending his eyes imperceptibly. As long as she combed it, it doesn't matter if it is ugly.

Ning Yuqian nodded, took out a piece of blood jade from his sleeve, placed it in the palm of Ruan Yang's palm, and said lightly: "Thank you."

Ruan Yang's eyes lit up, and he quickly answered and asked, "How much is this jade worth?"

Ning Yuqian lowered his eyes and whispered softly: "The value is priceless."

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Ning Yuqian didn't let her go back until the evening.

In fact, he didn't let her do anything, just occasionally let her grind, and more often, it was silent.

Ruan Yang excitedly held the blood jade in his hand and looked at it carefully. Avalokitesvara was engraved on the jade, which was kind and amiable.

When she left the palace gate, she shook the jade in front of Xiao Walnut as if offering a treasure, and smiled and said, "Look, my thanks~"

Little Walnut looked straight. The color of this jade was extremely pure, like blood-stained, it was a treasure at first glance. She blinked and looked at it in disbelief.

Ruan Yang took the jade back in his hand and raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you looking at? This is your wife!" This priceless piece of jade is in her hands now, and she is considered a rich man. If the jade can be sold, would the money Su Bihuai ask for still be a problem?

But... Ruan Yang thought of Ning Yuqian's face again. That face is always cold, as if there is no emotion. However, he lowered his head and kissed her toes.

How humble is a man to love to do such a thing? She stretched out her hand and touched her heart. There was a jump there, a little faster.

She lowered her eyes, gently untied the red string on the jade, and put it on her neck. Then put the jade into the clothes.

"Little Walnut," Ruan Yang touched the piece of jade discouragedly. She seemed... she couldn't be cruel to Ning Yuqian.

Little Walnut naturally responded, and after a long while, he said in surprise: "Did you change your shoes? This pair is pretty good!"

"Let's go to Chengguang Palace and find Empress Zhuang." She thought, since Mu Yachen is the daughter of Prime Minister Mu, she must be rich.

Little Walnut suddenly realized: "The lady is looking for Empress Zhuang to borrow money? But the lady, the servant thinks--" She lowered her voice and said, "Are you too caring about that Su Bihuai?"

Ruan Yang glanced at her with a headache, this little walnut...has never been covered up, just a little clever, but it's useless in the end. She thought for a while and explained: "It's probably because Su Bihuai is better-looking than you, and more sensible than you, and more importantly, behaved than you?"

Little Walnut exploded with anger, but didn't dare to get angry at Ruan Yang, so he had to stare at her with anger.

Ruan Yang squinted her shoulders and took her to find Mu Yachen. The two looked not like masters and servants, but more like sisters.

The palace of Chengguang was still very quiet. When she entered the door, Mu Yachen was holding a book, lying on the recliner and reading leisurely, Ruan Yang approached, only to hear something like "Against lovesickness is not worthy of the Qing".

She spoke in a very light tone, light to nothing.

Hearing the footsteps, Mu Yachen's voice stopped and raised his eyes to see Ruan Yang standing at the door with a smile and looking at her. She put down the book and smiled: "Why is Yang'er here?"

The little maid beside Mu Yachen hurriedly poured tea to Ruan Yang. Ruan Yang sat beside her with a smile, picked up the book, and glanced at it.

... "The Tao Te Ching".

Ruan Yang didn't know what to say, so he had to say: "My sister is interested in elegance, Yang Er feels ashamed."

Mu Yachen smiled and saw the red string around her neck sharply, she couldn't help asking: "When is Yang Er happy to wear things? I remember that you never liked them."

Ruan Yangming got it. No wonder the original owner doesn't even have a bracelet or even a few hair accessories.

She took the blood jade out of her chest and said indifferently: "This jade is pretty, so I just wore it." Of course, it was also because of its invaluable value.

Mu Yachen's smile froze, but after a while her complexion returned to naturalness. She asked softly, "Why did Yang Er come to see me today?"

Ruan Yang took the jade back, covered it with clothes as if it were treasures, lowered his head and said uncomfortably: "Come to my sister to borrow money."

"Look for me? Borrow money?" Mu Yachen was a little bit dumbfounded, "I remember... Yang Er seems to..."

Ruan Yang sighed helplessly, pretending to be extremely embarrassed. It is clear that she has a piece of jade that is priceless, but she is reluctant to sell it.

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Mu Yachen smiled and stopped talking, just asked: "How much do you want to borrow?" She had a good relationship with Ruan Yang since childhood, but she didn't care much about some money.

Ruan Yang hesitated for a while before saying, "Eight thousand taels of silver."

Mu Yachen looked at her amused, and nodded to the maid beside her after a while.