Chapter 962 I Can’t Go On. I Didn’t Expect the Third Prince to Be so Difficult to Talk About.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Wei was already on the bed, and when she heard movement at the door, she came down to ask.

Fu Zichen squeezed into the room directly, and under Rong Leng's dissatisfied gaze, he said quietly: "Miss Fang family, the one you rescued seems to be an old acquaintance of our third prince. Right now, he is blushing and his heart is beating, and he is in love. I'm waiting for you down below."

Liu Wei looked at Rong Leng.

Rong Leng said with a cold expression: "I don't know her."

Liu Wei remained silent.

Fu Zichen was afraid that the world would be in chaos: "Is there anyone who can name you? When he asked you, his tone and tone were as if they were wrapped in honey and sugar, and his face turned red. I don't know. , I still treat her as your wife, with such a deep and affectionate look..."

"Shut up!" Rong Leng scolded.

Fu Zichen sneered, walked to Liu Wei, took her hand, and said: "I'm afraid someone will come into this room tonight, and you won't be able to sleep well, so go to my room."

After saying that, he took Liu Wei and walked out.

But after taking just one step, he couldn't pull anymore. Fu Zichen turned around and saw Rong Leng holding Liu Wei's other hand, holding him tightly.

"You still want to hug me?" Fu Zichen said in a mean tone.

Rong Leng's anger surged: "You want to die?"

Liu Wei was very tired when she saw the two people quarreling with each other, and asked: "Is it over yet?"

Both looked at her.

Liu Wei broke away from her hand, took half a step back, and looked at Fu Zichen first: "Where is Mo Yi's medicine?"

Fu Zichen paused and opened his eyes unwillingly.

Liu Wei: "No more medicine?"

Fu Zichen retorted unconvinced, but in a low voice: "Stay in the kitchen, someone is guarding you."

Liu Wei: "Then you just don't care? Who said you should take care of him until he recovers? You started to take care of him so quickly?"

Fu Zichen dared not speak out in anger, so he could only turn around and walk away bitterly.

Rong Leng was happy when Fu Zichen left. He pulled Liu Wei and was about to explain, but Liu Wei said: "Fang Ruotong is still weak. Don't let her wait alone. If you have something to say, I'll send you off after you finish talking." She goes back to her room."

When the words fell, Rong Leng had been pushed out of the door by Liu Wei, and the door closed with a "snap".

Rong Leng stood stiffly at the door. When he turned his gaze, he saw Fu Zichen who had not yet left in the corridor, crossing his arms and looking at him leisurely.

Just when Fu Zichen felt the man's strong murderous intent and was thinking about how to fight so as not to appear weak but to be evenly matched, he heard a familiar scolding coming from the closed door: "Go out and fight. Noisy Mo Yi, you all sleep on the patio tonight!"

Zhang Yang's murderous aura dissipated in an instant.

Rong Leng didn't even look at Fu Zichen, turned around and went down the stairs.

Fu Zichen snorted, went downstairs from the other side, and went directly to the kitchen.

Fu Zichen wanted to watch the show, and also wanted to know what the relationship between Rong Leng and the eldest lady of the Fang family was, so he went to the kitchen to check the medicine, gave the waiter a few words, and then ran to the hall.

But at this time, there was no one in the hall, Rong Leng was not there, and neither was Fang Ruotong.

After looking at the room on the second floor, Fu Zichen touched his chin and guessed if they had returned to their room, when he heard a sound coming from the backyard.

Fu Zichen's eyes lit up and he hurried over. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, he saw two figures, a man and a woman, standing under the pine tree under the mottled moonlight.

"Are you really a good old friend?" Fu Zichen muttered, then looked away with a smile.

The pine trees were dense and their shadows were bleak. Fang Ruotong was only wearing a thin singlet. Standing under the tree, she felt trembling all over. However, because the people around her were not moving, she could only grit her teeth and endure it. She blushed and asked: "Tonight The moonlight is as beautiful as that day, does the Third Prince still remember it?"

Rong Leng didn't look at her, just stared at the hazy moonlight and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

Fang Ruotong was almost stupid from the cold, but he still showed a warm smile that was just right, lowered his clear eyes, and said with a smile: "It's not cold." He mustered up the courage again, looked up at the man next to him, that charming man The look in her eyes contains a thousand words, and her face is full of endless girlish affection.

Rong Leng said: "I'm cold."

Fang Ruotong was stunned for a moment and had not yet reacted.

The other party asked again: "So, what is going on?"

Fang Ruotong blinked, then blinked again, and was stiff for a while, then pressed his cold fingertips and said carefully: "Yin'er said that the person who saved me is the prince..."

"Say?" Rong Leng said in a playful tone.

Fang Ruotong said hurriedly: "It was written, she wrote it for me to read."

Rong Leng stopped talking.

Fang Ruotong nodded, and his eyelashes trembled slightly: "Since the last time we saw each other in the palace, Ruotong has been thinking about when we can see the prince again. This time he was in trouble. It was a certain death situation, but thanks to the prince's kindness and kindness, he rescued him. I have nothing to repay, I just hope... I just hope... that the prince can give Ruotong a chance so that this little girl can repay her life-saving kindness..."

She repeated a sentence three times, speaking in a normal way, but it was clear that there was something behind the words, and she stopped talking.

Rong Leng listened, but there was no expression on his face: "I am not the one who insists on saving you."

Fang Ruotong said hurriedly: "I would like to thank Mr. Liu for risking his life. It's just that Mr. Liu works for the prince. Ruotong thinks, if it weren't for the prince's instruction, Mr. Liu would also..."

"I did not give any instructions." Rong Leng was very upright.

Fang Ruotong said forcefully: "The prince has not made it clear, but Lord Liu is willing to take action. I think he understands the deep meaning of the prince..."

"I don't have deep meaning in my heart." After Rong Leng finished speaking, he was afraid that she would make excuses again, so he said directly: "If Mr. Liu hadn't made his own decision and dragged two baggage up, I just wanted to leave her silently, so as not to alert the snake. , stir up the muddy waters, from beginning to end, neither you nor Miss Li, I want to take care of it."

It was rare for Rong Leng to say so much, but he was forced to say it because he was tired of dealing with women.

Fang Ruotong couldn't talk anymore. She didn't expect that the third prince would be so difficult to talk to. She squeezed her palms and her fingers were already cold. Not only her fingers, but also her shoulders, neck, and top of her head were filled with coldness. In this cold wind-swept night, she was... The third prince's words were as frozen as a human-shaped ice sculpture.

"My lord, what do you mean?" she finally asked with a trembling voice, her eyes sparkling as if she was hurt by his heartless words.

Rong Leng was extremely straightforward. He looked at her for the first time since tonight. His eyes were honest and serious: "What I want is that Miss Fang recovers as soon as possible, leaves Qingzhou as soon as possible, and returns to your Kyoto. Don't drag me down anymore." King, drag Master Liu down."

My heart suddenly felt numb.

Fang Ruotong's heart, a girl's heart, was shattered into pieces, with debris everywhere.

At this point, Fang Ruotong had no shame to continue talking. Her eyes were red, she looked up at the man who had left a deep impression on her heart, and asked sadly: "Your Majesty, I have never thought that if you hadn't saved me, Ruotong would have died." Your head has long been in a different place, and your soul has returned to Jiuquan?"

Rong Leng said: "I didn't think so."

Fang Ruotong was angry: "You...you..."

Rong Leng looked at her with cold eyes: "What does your matter have to do with me? Why should I care about it? Who are you to me?"

His body trembled violently, Fang Ruotong covered his heart, staggered, and fell backwards. He was about to fall down because he was unsteady.