Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 219 What a good baby

Xie Mengwan was so captivated by the gentle smile that Brother Rong suddenly gave her that she forgot to react for a moment and just stared at him blankly.

Just as I was in a trance, I heard Brother Rong's affectionate words again, "I have been away from Beijing for more than a month. Is Wanmei doing well? I brought you some new and interesting gadgets. I wonder if Wanmei will like them. When I return to Shangjing City, I will ask Shen Jing to send them to you. Just use them to entertain you in your daily life."

Xie Mengwan listened to her lover's gentle questioning, her heart was beating fast, and she seemed to have completely forgotten that she wanted to drive away the common people who polluted her eyes. She had a happy and satisfied smile on her face, "As long as it is something given to Wan'er by Brother Rong, Wan'er will like it very much!"

After saying that, she threw herself into the man's arms with a shy face, and tenderly confessed her lovesickness, "Brother Rong doesn't know, ever since you went to Huaiyang City, Wan'er has been worried, and later I heard that you were assassinated again outside Huaiyang City, which scared Wan'er to death! Now that I see Brother Rong is safe and sound, Wan'er feels at ease. In the future, Brother Rong, you must not be so careless anymore, you must remember that there is still Wan'er who is thinking about you every day!"

Xiao Guoer was stunned. How could a lady from a noble family express her love so frankly and without reservation? She was even more bold and unrestrained than a modern person like her. Anyway, if she was asked to say such cheesy love words in front of others, she would definitely die!

Or, in the eyes of this Miss Xie, she is not actually a person?

Impatience flashed across Zhao Yunrong's eyes, and he resisted the urge to push Xie Mengwan's hand away. Then he saw someone with a pair of big round eyes, not hiding his curiosity and surprise, staring blankly at Xie Mengwan buried in his arms.

That expression was as if she had seen something new and strange that she had never seen before.

Zhao Yunrong felt upset and glanced at someone viciously.

Unfortunately, that person's full attention was on Miss Xie, and he didn't even glance at his face.

The breath that was blocked in his heart instantly rose to his throat, making him feel suffocated.

"parking!"

Zhao Yunrong stood up and said to Xie Mengwan, who was forced to stand up from his arms, "I've been sitting in this carriage for so long that my body is stiff. I'm going to ride a horse to loosen up my muscles."

Xie Mengwan was naturally dissatisfied. Didn't she run away from Shangjing City just to see him earlier and spend more time with him?

They had just exchanged a few words, and he was going to leave her to go riding?

"Brother Rong, I want to go horseback riding with you!"

Zhao Yunrong's impatience had reached its peak, but his face remained calm. He said in a gentle voice, "Your riding skills are not up to par yet. What if you accidentally fall off? It's safer to stay in the carriage."

Xie Mengwan had no choice but to give up.

As Zhao Yunrong lifted the curtain, he said to the inside of the car, "Xiao Guo'er, come down and ride the horse too. Wanmei doesn't like you, so don't stay in the car and make her angry."

Xiao Guoer: ???

My riding skills are not good enough. I am also a human being and I am afraid of falling off the horse!

Your sister Wan’s life is a life, but my life is not a life?

Excessive!

Xiao Guoer took a deep breath and sighed. Forget it. Instead of staying in the carriage and being despised and insulted by Xie Mengwan, she might as well go out and ride a horse!

It was already dusk when the group of people entered Shangjing City. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the streets and alleys of Shangjing City, covering this ancient city with a layer of golden gauze.

Xiao Guoer's horse riding process went smoothly and she didn't fall off. It wasn't because her riding skills had improved, but because she was riding her old friend.

She didn't expect that the Eighth Prince would specifically let her ride the maroon BMW that she was familiar with.

After not seeing her for a few days, the BMW still recognized her and was very docile when carrying her.

Zhao Yunrong saw her touching the horse's neck from time to time along the way, muttering to herself, "What a good child! When we get to the destination, I will definitely find the freshest grass for you to eat."

Seeing her childish behavior, he knew that she loved this BMW very much. When she once again bent her eyebrows and stroked the BMW under her, he asked her, "If you really like this horse, can I allow you to walk it often in the future?"

I thought she would happily agree, but she actually shook her head and said, "If you walk it often, you will develop feelings for it, but I will only stay in the palace for a year. If I develop feelings for it, I will be sad when I leave in the future. It is better not to get too close to it from the beginning."

Zhao Yunrong was startled, and watching her gently caressing the horse's profile, some anticipation actually arose in his heart. She was worried about whether the animal would be sad when they parted even though she was living with it, so after a year of living together, could they also cultivate some inseparable feelings?

Once this idea came into his mind, it quickly took root and sprouted like a seed, making him unable to help but imagine how happy he would be if that day really came.

The sky gradually darkened, and the group of carriages and horses finally arrived at Shangjing City.

At the city gate, Shen Yu, the emperor's trusted eunuch, had been waiting here for a long time with a group of people to convey the emperor's deep love for his son.

Shen Yu stepped forward and saluted respectfully to the handsome Eighth Prince on horseback: "Eighth Prince, I am here to welcome you into the city by order of His Majesty. His Majesty said that the Eighth Prince has worked hard all the way. It is late, so there is no need to rush to the palace to meet the emperor. Go back to the mansion early and have a good rest. When the morning court tomorrow comes, His Majesty will reward you."

Zhao Yunrong then dismounted and knelt to thank the emperor for his kindness: "Thank you, father, for your consideration."

Shen Yu hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hands and respectfully helped him up, and said with a smile: "The Eighth Prince governed the plague, appeased the people, worked hard and made great contributions. His Majesty is very happy. His future is limitless. I would like to congratulate the Eighth Prince in advance."

It is not possible to say everything, but it is also necessary to say nothing. Shen Yu's words are meaningful, but Zhao Yunrong just smiled faintly, "Lord Shen is overpraising me. Everything I have done is just in accordance with the will of His Majesty, and I dare not take credit for it."

Shen Yu knew that the Eighth Prince was always cautious and would never say anything proud or outrageous in front of his Majesty's confidants, so he didn't say anything more, but just bowed slightly and said, "The Eighth Prince is humble, so I won't delay you from going back to the mansion to rest."

Zhao Yunrong nodded, mounted his horse again, and went into the city with Shen Yu.