"The essence wants to cover up the material and respond to the difficulties, and the shadow comes from the beautiful and the soul is cold. A piece of anvil beats a thousand miles of sentences, and half a round of chicken sings the 5th. I hear the flute on the green straw raincoat, and the red sleeves lean on the railing at night. I won the Chang'e to ask why I won't reunite forever. How about this song?"

Luo Ziheng looked at her with complicated eyes, wanting to see the secret in her eyes, see who she is obsessed with and who she wants to be reunited with forever.

"Prepare tomorrow and go to the town." He turned around and left after he said that. While she was cooking for himself seriously, he still fantasized that she was his gentle and virtuous wife, but the last question in her poem made him feel inexplicably depressed.

He knew that there was always someone in her heart. For that person, she could abandon everything without a reputation and risk. Sadly, he still didn't know who that person was, and she was hiding so well. Even if she lost her memory, was there any person in her heart or a deep feeling for that person? Maybe he would never get into her heart for the rest of his life. But he still wanted to tie her to his side in the name of atonement because he could not control his love.

The next day, just as dawn, Yanran got up excitedly. Luo Ziheng deliberately got up late today. He sighed and stomped his feet. He was helpless and several flowers under the tree. When she was almost integrated with the flowers, he slowly packed up.

Yanran rushed over and asked with a smile: "Young Master, are we going to the town?"

Luo Ziheng opened his hazy eyes, with a slight tiredness on his face, and asked back, "What are you doing in town?"

Yanran's eager smile on her face seemed to be frozen, and she said unhappily: "Then I'll do things." She held her small package and walked into her hut in despair.

Luo Ziheng looked at her negative and disappointed back and called her funny: "Do you still want to go? I'll count to three..."

When Yanran heard this, she immediately turned around and ran back to him like an arrow. The wind brought up blew up a few strands of his hair, adding a kind of wild beauty.

Luo Ziheng had a smile in his eyes: "Before I said I was counting three, you ran back."

What should I do at this time? Behave like a spoiled person! Yanran immediately put on a cute expression and looked at Luo Ziheng cutely: "Young master, don't play with me, take me to see it. In my memory, I have never been to the market in the town." This is true.

Luo Ziheng looked at her expectant eyes and couldn't help but nod and agreed to her.

When he was riding a carriage, he deliberately used only one carriage to talk to her. After all, she is so unbearable now that she can't stand loneliness and gives her a chance to seduce herself. Thinking of this, he wanted to sneer, is he that cheap, and he actually wants to be teased by her.

Rong Yanran's reaction was much beyond his expectations. She stretched her head alone and looked outside for a while, then fell asleep in the carriage.

Damn Rong Yanran! Luo Ziheng cursed in his heart. He is so uncharacteristic! She teased the Ninth Prince and her housekeeper, and even the young chef did not let go. In addition, her subordinate who didn't know her appearance was taken advantage of by her. Why was she indifferent to herself?
Chapter completed!