Ye Ji's heart trembled because of her sword-like eyes, but he hadn't figured out a perfect solution yet. He has never been an indecisive person. He is just too nervous and afraid of losing her, so he tried every means to make her unable to escape from her side. No, he just felt that the master should consider this result."

Rong Yanran relaxed her nervous expression, which was fine, and there was hope. She rubbed her forehead tiredly: "Even without Luo Ziheng, I don't think I wouldn't marry Master Qi."

"Why?" He didn't understand. When she was cold and vicious, she didn't like Murong Xuan, who had been infatuated with her for many years, had she lost her memory, and was kind and simple and unwilling to give him a chance?

Rong Yanran looked at him strangely, and Ye Ji looked at her with guilt, but still heard her lazy answer: "I have never heard of the most ruthless imperial family. As soon as I enter the marquis, is it as deep as the sea? My wish for this life is to live simply and ordinary, and I don't want to go to that kind of place to compete with people." She said that, and she cooperated to shrink her body to strengthen the effect.

Ye Ji saw her answering her question, Xunsheng said: "But, the emperor has issued an imperial edict, asking you to marry the prince, but you can choose one, which is a great honor. The Seventh Prince has been infatuated with you for many years, and I also found out that the concubine he married was because he had been kind to him. He had divorced a few days ago and asked the emperor for marriage to marry you. I think he planned to marry only one of you. If he had no choice, you must be a princess. Marrying the Seventh Prince should be a better choice."

Rong Yanran couldn't help but feel happy with a "punch". Unexpectedly, her formerly serious subordinate is now so fond of gossip. Could it be that she was influenced by her? "You are quite familiar with the Seventh Prince? You won't be bribed by him." He said a few words to adjust the atmosphere, but Ye Ji was shocked. Rong Yanran continued: "I don't think this is glory. Only by marrying the person I like can I feel it is happiness and glory. Besides, Luo Ziheng has not sent me a message now. If you don't fight for it, how can you know that we will not be together? If he really gives up and I must marry a certain prince, I think the Ninth Prince is more suitable. I am familiar with him and both like to eat. But I believe that things are caused by humans. You can wait and see, but I don't believe that you will be trapped here by an imperial edict."

Ye Ji saw that the conversation was not moving in the direction she expected. It seemed that she was determined to be with Luo Ziheng, and she seemed to have a lot of ideas and plans. What's worse, she actually said that she would rather marry Murong An than choose him, and her stomach was sore and blisters. He was still thinking that if she had such a little bit of intention towards Murong Xuan, or could barely accept him, she would tell her that Luo Ziheng and Murong Xuan were both the same person, but now, what should I do?

He asked last without giving up: "But since I followed my master eight years ago, you have known the Seventh Prince. As for the Ninth Prince, it seems that he has only known each other in recent months."

Rong Yanran was a little impatient when asked by Ye Ji: "Why do you talk so much today?" Alas, that's so annoying! How could she tell Ye Ji that she was not the Prime Minister's Sixth Miss, so the person the Seventh Prince liked was not her at all! And she felt more sympathy for such a man who had been persistent for many years, not to mention that she had found her own love and would not sacrifice her happiness greatly to fulfill the infatuation of a man she didn't know much about!

Because of her anger, Ye Ji was silent for a while. Just now, about whether to tell her Luo Ziheng's identity, he struggled in his heart for a long time. Now he finally could be quiet for a while. From what she had just talked about Murong Xuan's expression and tone, he also knew in his heart. Well, I won't tell her for now. Anyway, he sent a secret guard, Ouyang Chen, and himself to stare at her. Murong An has never come to see her because she is angry. If she has any plans to leave, someone must help her, and she is undoubtedly the best candidate. Okay, let her mess around and run away, and I don't believe it. She can escape the dense love network he has woven.

After leaving at night festival, Rong Yanran was lying on the bed and tossing and turning. She always felt that she was more in love with Luo Ziheng than Jin. Really, even if she gave her endless wealth, she would not exchange it with Luo Ziheng. But what confused her was that after parting with him, she should not think about tea or food. In fact, she was a little sad to think about him and could eat and sleep.

And what's worse is that although she doesn't admit it, the Seventh Prince is too fond of her appetite. She even suspects that this is a man designed by God for her. She also knows that a girl will inevitably have a good impression of high-quality, hopelessly good for her, rich and handsome men, but if this favorability exceeds a certain degree, for example, makes her doubt whether she is a little distorted, it is dangerous.

So, Rong Yanran, who could sleep peacefully on the straw mat, really had insomnia tonight. She tried her best to get out of the messy thoughts in her mind, and then began to count the sheep with all concentration: "One sheep, two sheep,..." She fell asleep just after dawn. Before going to bed, she was still muttering that the Seventh Prince must not come today, she was particularly eager to sleep well and the sky was dark.

Perhaps God heard her prayer, the annoying Seventh Prince did not come. Rong Yanran slept until noon as she wished. After getting up, she greeted Hexiang with fresh food and served the food. After eating, she happily teased the crickets with Hexiang for a while, and took the little girls who served her to play games for a while, and then went to make medicine soup with her in full spirit.

The adequate rest also made her feel particularly good. She felt that the sky was blue and transparent, and the clouds were as white as jade, and she looked particularly soft and comfortable. She couldn't help but hum a song in the kitchen. He Xiang, who was making trouble, couldn't help but tease her: "Miss, why are you so happy?"

Rong Yanran leaned into her ear and said, "The Seventh Prince hasn't come to bother me today, I'm happy." Hexiang's face changed color after "painting". She really sympathized with this prince who has been devoted to the lady for eight years.

"I heard it." Ouyang Chen's voice arrived first, and then fell in front of her. "If the Seventh Prince heard this, he would definitely be very sad, but Ziheng should be very happy."
Chapter completed!