Chapter 127 Saving the Paranoid Prince 19
It turned out to be a puppy, probably born not long ago, still very small, snow-white all over, nestled in Murong Jing's arms.
He seems very well behaved.
His eyes were pitch black, staring at Lingyao motionlessly.
Lingyao reached out and touched the puppy's soft, short fur.
Murong Jing glanced at her sideways and sat up holding the puppy.
The man and the dog are both snow-white, even their eyes are the same black color, which makes people want to touch them just by looking at them.
Lingyao continued to pet the puppy, appearing indifferent.
In fact, I was secretly happy.
Murong Jing watched Lingyao touching the puppy and pulling it randomly, and the more he watched, the more he felt something was wrong.
Why does it feel like the method is exactly the same as the one I used to touch him when he was young?
Murong Jing held the puppy aside and avoided Lingyao's hand.
A leisurely voice said, "Have you finished your meal with Brother Eleven? Your taste has never changed over the years."
I just like young men.
Lingyao didn't understand the meaning of "the mountain road has eighteen bends" in Murong Jing's words at all.
I thought Murong Jing was talking about the taste of the food.
"Ah."
Lingyao responded indifferently. As for taste, she didn't seem to have any particular favorites, nor did she have any particular dislikes.
There was a hint of coldness on Murong Jing's lips, and he chuckled softly from his throat.
"Young men will eventually grow old, but I am curious why, after so many years, you look no different than you did back then."
Lingyao looked at him coldly, not knowing how to answer.
I could only say casually: "Don't ask about social affairs."
However, Murong Jing didn't seem to really want an explanation. After hearing Lingyao's obviously perfunctory answer, he curled the corners of his mouth without commenting.
It was a cold and dark night, the room was empty and so quiet that the only sound was the sound of the puppy licking its fur.
Seeing that nothing was wrong, Lingyao asked the shadow outside the door to bring some food and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, I patted the puppy's head twice.
Murong Jing called her: "Aren't you staying for dinner?"
Lingyao has already eaten, and it is time for her to go to bed, but she is still in a hurry to go back to sleep, so what is there to eat?
After hearing this, Murong Jing's eyes turned completely cold.
Even with a hint of self-mockery.
In the past, there were only two of them eating together.
It turned out that it didn't matter to her who she was having dinner with.
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Lingyao woke up the next day and found that the palace was unusually festive and joyful.
Palace maids came and went in the corridor.
It was rare to run into people on the road before, but now I don’t know where so many people came from.
A busy palace maid saw her and called Lingyao to help.
"This year, the prince will definitely go out of the palace to see Sister Su Xi during the Lantern Festival. He also specially ordered us to do these things. Do you think we should bring Sister Su Xi back?"
"I heard that the prince asked the emperor for a marriage a few days ago. The last martial arts competition was a condition made by the emperor in exchange for the marriage."
"Really? Sister Suxi has finally been waiting for this day."
"Yes, Sister Su Xi really accompanied the prince for a long time."
These newly arrived palace maids were obviously Murong Jing's people, and they mentioned Su Xi many times in their words.
Lingyao remembered that this Su Xi seemed to be one of the two palace maids back then.
Murong Jing said they had left.
But from the mouths of these palace maids, that was not the case.
This Su Xi has a good reputation among the palace maids.
The master of these palace maids is Murong Jing. The fact that they praise Su Xi so highly can only mean that Su Xi means a lot to Murong Jing.
What's the point of asking for marriage? So that's how you got that injury.