Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
After the guests had completely dispersed, Qian Renjue carried Ning Rongrong back to the manor.
Ning Rongrong played with her golden hair.
Reluctantly, she said, "Saint Son Brother, won't you come home with Rongrong to play for a while?"
"No."
Qian Renjue shook his head.
He still had to meet with Leng Leng and the others, and some things needed to be made clear.
Looking at Ning Fengzhi approaching from the front.
Qian Renjue once again instructed:
"Rongrong, you must remember what you promised me, don't talk nonsense, understand?"
"Rongrong promises! I'll listen to my fiancé!"
Ning Rongrong raised her delicate hand, with a coquettish orchid finger, making a solemn vow.
"..."
Qian Renjue closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and was a little speechless.
She didn't quite understand the meaning of these words yet.
"Haha."
"Saint Son Brother, remember to come visit Rongrong, or Rongrong will cry for you to see!"
Ning Rongrong stuck close to Qian Renjue's handsome face, giggling.
"I'll try my best, but you also need to remember to cultivate diligently and slack off less."
Qian Renjue looked at this lively and clever little girl.
She didn't seem as troublesome as he had imagined.
"Yes, Rongrong will!"
Ning Rongrong nodded emphatically, the cunning in her eyes making it hard to tell what was real and what was not.
"Saint Son, Rongrong."
Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe and the others were already standing in front of Qian Renjue.
"Saint Son, Rongrong shouldn't have caused you any trouble, right?"
"Papa is not allowed to say bad things about Rongrong!"
Ning Rongrong frowned, her face full of displeasure.
"Actually, it's alright."
Qian Renjue told the truth, smiling as he put Ning Rongrong down.
"Hmph."
Ning Rongrong snorted delicately.
Clearly not very satisfied with Qian Renjue's evaluation.
Qian Renjue ruffled that pink short hair, raised his eyes to look at Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe.
Smiling, he said:
"Sect Master Ning, the many guests have already dispersed, I should leave early."
"Oh? Saint Son, why not stay a little longer."
Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter's well-behaved appearance, with a hint of envy in his eyes.
"Yes, yes, stay a little longer."
Ning Rongrong raised her pretty face, grabbed Qian Renjue's hand, and was happily smiling.
Qian Renjue shook his head, and politely declined:
"I still have some matters to attend to in Heaven Dou City."
"Since that's the case, then I won't say any more, I look forward to our next meeting."
Ning Fengzhi knew some things clearly.
And didn't try to stop him.
"Does Your Highness Saint Son want to enter the city? How about we go together?"
Beside Ning Fengzhi, Xue Qinghe said with a smile.
"Of course."
Qian Renjue agreed without thinking.
Ning Fengzhi said with a smile: "Alright, then I'll see you off."
"Thank you, Teacher."
Xue Qinghe nodded slightly.
Ning Rongrong grabbed Qian Renjue's hand and walked towards the city gate they had come through together.
At the city gate.
Salas had already prepared to welcome him.
Qian Renjue bid farewell to the others.
"Sect Master Ning, two seniors, and Rongrong, we'll meet again."
"We'll meet again."
Ning Fengzhi held Ning Rongrong's small hand, watching Qian Renjue leave.
"Goodbye, Saint Son Brother!"
Ning Rongrong stood on tiptoe, waving her small hand, watching Qian Renjue board the carriage.
When the figure of the Spirit Vulture disappeared.
Salas waved the whip, and the wheels slowly rolled.
"Teacher, Qinghe will go back first."
Xue Qinghe also smiled and bid farewell to them.
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly: "Give my regards to His Majesty."
"I will."
Xue Qinghe nodded.
Turning around and boarding his own carriage.
Following closely behind Qian Renjue's carriage, slowly heading towards Heaven Dou City.
"Fengzhi, what is he going to Heaven Dou City for?"
Bone Douluo asked in confusion.
Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly.
Guessing: "He should be going to see the Nine Heart Begonia Ye family's girl."
Qian Renjue and Ye Leng Leng often met at the Tianbao Restaurant.
As one of the shareholders of the restaurant, how could he not know about this?
But there was nothing he could do.
His Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was weak, and the betrothal gifts had already been used up.
"Good kid!"
Sword Douluo raised his sword-like eyebrows, and said in a deep voice:
"I hope he won't bully our Rongrong, otherwise I'll have to beat him up even if I lose face."
"Nine Heart Begonia... Ye family's girl?"
Ning Rongrong shook her head, unable to sort out her thoughts.
Raising her pretty face, she asked in confusion:
"Papa, what are you talking about? Why bully Saint Son Brother?!"
"Rongrong, we're afraid he'll bully you."
Bone Douluo said earnestly.
His wide palm covered Ning Rongrong's soft, smooth hair.
"He won't."
Ning Rongrong shook her head innocently.
"Saint Son Brother is very nice to Rongrong, he doesn't even want Rongrong to drink alcohol... Ah hiccup～"
Sword Douluo explained:
"But he has more than one fiancée."
"Ah?"
"Yes, the Ye family's girl that Papa just mentioned is also his fiancée."
Ning Fengzhi didn't want to hide it from Ning Rongrong either.
It was better to explain this kind of thing sooner rather than later.
"Papa means..."
Ning Rongrong put her index finger to her lips, and frowned her delicate eyebrows.
Under the uneasy gazes of Ning Fengzhi and the other two, she raised her head.
With an unexpected smile.
"Papa means, me, Saint Son Brother, and her, are going to play together until we die?"
"..."
Ning Fengzhi was stunned.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also went wide-eyed, looking at each other.
"Did Rongrong say something wrong?"
"Rongrong, you'll understand in the future..."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head and smiled wryly, taking Ning Rongrong's small hand and walking towards the inner gate.
The smile on Ning Rongrong's face gradually disappeared
And frowned again.
Saint Son Brother went to be with another fiancée, suddenly feeling like a toy was being taken away.
Ning Rongrong raised her eyes and asked:
"Papa, can we also take the initiative to go play with Saint Son Brother?"
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Under Xue Qinghe's orders.
The royal carriage and Qian Renjue's carriage were side by side, the golden light connecting the two carriages.
Qian Renxue quietly transferred to Qian Renjue's carriage.
Pfft!
The sound of physical collision.
Qian Renjue made a slightly painful, suppressed sound.
"Hiss, Sister? Slow down!"
"Hmm?"
Qian Renxue was stunned, propping her hands on the cushion.
Looking at Qian Renjue, who was being protected under her, her face flushed.
She couldn't help but giggle in a low voice:
"Haha, wasn't it because I was afraid of being discovered by the coachman over there."
"Get up quickly, I can't breathe being pressed down like this..."
Qian Renjue turned his face away.
Feeling a little itchy from being teased by that golden hair.
"Hmph, you've hardened your wings after playing with your little fiancée, huh?!"
Qian Renxue raised her hand and gently poked that side profile.
With no intention of getting up at all.
But not daring to move around.
"Tell me, are you going to see your big fiancée later?"
"Didn't I tell you, Sister? Get up quickly!"
Qian Renjue raised his hand and pushed that slender waist.
"Oh yes, I've already arranged for you to meet at the Tianbao Restaurant."
Qian Renxue twirled a few strands of hair with her jade fingers.
Gently sweeping across Qian Renjue's slightly stern jaw, lowering her head and adding a little warmth.
Wishing everyone a happy life!
