Ban Han heard that Shi Jin had been beaten 50 times and could not enter the palace for a month or two. But seeing that he could run and ride a horse now, he should be fine, right? She felt that one of her strengths was that when facing handsome men, she always had to be a little more tolerant.
"It's good that you're fine," Ban Han coughed. "Then … I'll take my leave."
Although the beauty was pleasing to the eye, he was too serious. She did not know what to say and the atmosphere would become very awkward.
"Your Highness, please wait a moment." Shi Jin walked in front of Ban Han and bowed deeply to her. "I offended Your Highness in the palace. Please forgive me."
"Offended?" Ban Han looked at Shi Jin in confusion. "You offended me?"
"I accidentally tripped Your Highness off your horse and caused Your Highness to be injured. I've been feeling very guilty these days, but I didn't have the chance to see Your Highness, so I couldn't apologize to you in person." Shi Jin bowed deeply again. "Please forgive me, Your Highness."
Ban Han's smile faded. On the day of her grandmother's assassination, she was indeed tripped off her horse, but at that time she did not notice who tripped her. "Lord Shi, why do you say that? You're the commander of the imperial guards in the imperial harem and are responsible for His Majesty's safety. It was wrong of me to let the horse loose in the palace. It was your duty to trip me off the horse. What wrong did you do?"
"Your Highness …" Shi Jin wanted to explain, but someone appeared and interrupted him.
"Huahua." A carriage stopped in front of the princess's residence. A jade-like hand lifted the curtain, revealing Rong Xia's handsome and flawless face. "Why are you here?"
Shi Jin looked at Rong Xia in astonishment. What did he call Princess Fule?
"I came to see my grandmother's residence." Ban Han looked at Rong Xia in confusion. "Why are you here?"
"I just came out of Lord Yao's residence, and I didn't expect to run into you." The guard placed a stool in front of the carriage. Rong Xia stepped on the stool and got off the carriage. She walked to Ban Han and said, "It's getting dark. I'm afraid it's going to rain soon. I'll send you back."
After seeing Ban Han nod, Rong Xia seemed to have just noticed Shi Jin. He raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "The Lord Shi is here too?"
"That's right. Unfortunately, I'm here too." Shi Jin looked at the intimate interaction between Rong Xia and Ban Han. "I heard that Earl Rong is engaged? I haven't had the time to congratulate you. "
"Lord Shi, you don't have to be so polite. You've been recuperating at home all this time. It's normal that you don't know about this." Rong Xia smiled and said, "I don't care about these formalities. If the Lord Shi is so polite, I'll feel uncomfortable."
"Oh." Shi Jin laughed coldly. "Earl Rong is a gentleman. Naturally, he doesn't follow the etiquette."
"Lord Shi, you're wrong. Etiquette is the foundation of a man. What should be followed should be followed, and what should be free and easy should be free and easy." Rong Xia looked at Ban Han with a smile. Seeing that she didn't seem to be interested in their conversation, he said, "Sorry, Lord Shi. I should send my fiancée home."
Shi Jin's expression changed. "What did you say?"
Rong Xia looked at Shi Jin in surprise. "Lord Shi, what's wrong?"
Shi Jin forced a smile. "I don't know who the fiancée Earl Rong is talking about is …"
"Naturally, it's Princess Fule." Rong Xia said apologetically. "I didn't tell you clearly in advance. Lord Shi, please don't laugh at me."
Shi Jin was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he said, "Earl Rong is always full of surprises."
Rong Xia looked at Shi Jin with a smile and didn't say anything.
"It's so cold." Ban Han covered her face with her hands and said to Rong Xia, "You two take your time talking. I'll go hide in the carriage to avoid the wind."
"Okay." Rong Xia held Ban Han's wrist through her sleeve. After she got on the carriage, she let go of her hand and turned to Shi Jin. "Lord Shi, goodbye."
Shi Jin glanced at the carriage. He looked up at Rong Xia and said, "Goodbye."
The carriage slowly left. Shi Jin held the horse's reins and stood there in a daze. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. It wasn't until the rain hit his face that he climbed onto the horse's back and galloped towards the Right Prime Minister's residence.
Rong Xia's carriage was very spacious. At least, it wasn't too awkward for two people to sit inside. In other words, Rong Xia deliberately sat in a small corner to prevent the two of them from being too close to each other and giving Ban Kuo a sense of urgency. The scene was somewhat like a dove occupying a magpie's nest and a pitiful little magpie.
There were many small compartments in the carriage. There were all kinds of books inside, but none of them were what Ban Han liked to read. Rong Xia saw that Ban Han was a bit bored. She took out a book from under the cushion and said to Ban Han, "Reading in the carriage is bad for your eyes. I'll tell you."
Ban Han curiously asked, "What's the story?"
Rong Xia flipped through the book and said with uncertainty, "It should be about the local customs and practices of a Taoist priest, as well as the demons and ghosts he encountered on his way to slay demons and devils."
"That's good." Ban Han nodded, "I'll listen to this."
"It is said that there is an island in the south of the sea called Hopeless Island. There is an immortal temple on the island …"
The rain hit the roof of the carriage, making a pitter-patter sound. Rong Xia's voice was very pleasant to listen to. Because the story was different, the tone was also different. It made Ban Han exclaim repeatedly. Even when the carriage stopped in front of the Ban Family's gate, she still seemed to want to continue.
"Your story is very interesting. It's much more interesting than the stories told by the storytellers in my family." Ban Han curiously asked, "Where did you find such an interesting story book?"
"I can't tell you that." Rong Xia closed the book, ignoring Ban Han's expectant gaze. She put the book back into the drawer under the cushion.
"Why?" Ban Han curled her lips. Yesterday, when he proposed to her, he said such nice words. Today, he didn't even want to give her a story book. No wonder people said that it was better to believe in ghosts than to believe in a man's words.
"Because I want Huahua to think of me every day. Even if you don't want to think of me, with these interesting stories, you will look forward to seeing me next time." Rong Xia chuckled, "So Huahua, you have to forgive my greed and petty thoughts."
Ban Han touched her cheeks. Not good, they seemed to be a little hot.
"Then remember to tell me more stories next time." Ban Han reached out to lift the curtain, "I'm going home."
"Wait." Rong Xia grabbed her wrist and took out an umbrella from the corner. She let go of her hand and stepped out of the carriage before her. She opened the umbrella and looked at Ban Han at the door of the carriage. She reached out to her and said, "Come on, come down."
The rain was dense. Ban Han looked at Rong Xia's smiling face. After a moment of surprise, she handed her hand to Rong Xia and was helped out of the carriage.
Rong Xia walked Ban Han to the door and said with a smile, "Go in."
"Thank you." Ban Han thought for a moment, "Why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"
"No." Rong Xia smiled and whispered in Ban Han's ear, "Uncle definitely doesn't want to see me now. I'm going to marry his precious daughter in the future."
Ban Han coughed dryly and blinked. "It's good that you understand."
Seeing Ban Han's expression, Rong Xia couldn't help laughing, "I heard that there's a very interesting noodle house in the West City. Huahua, if you don't mind that the noodle house is small, I'll take you there to try it when the weather is better. It's said that their vegetable noodle soup is also very good."
Of course, this noodle house was most famous for its beef noodle soup. Rong Xia naturally wouldn't mention it in front of Ban Han, who was in mourning.
"Okay." Ban Han looked at the sky, "But looking at the weather, I'm afraid the rain will continue for a few days."
"It doesn't matter. As long as Huahua doesn't forget our agreement."
Ban Han touched his face again. It was just going to eat noodle soup. Why did she make it sound like they were going to do something? "Am I a person who doesn't keep my word?"
Rong Xia smiled and shook her head, "Well, no."
"You should go back quickly. The rain is getting heavier." Ban Han coughed dryly, took off his cloak and put it on Rong Xia, "Put it on properly. Don't catch a cold."
Touching the cloak that was a bit too short, Rong Xia couldn't help laughing. But under Ban Han's serious gaze, he lowered his head and obediently tied the cloak, "Thank you, Huahua."
"You're welcome." Ban Han glanced at Rong Xia's perfect chin. After all, you're so beautiful. I don't want you to get sick.
So on this day, the servants of Cheng Anbo's mansion saw their master wearing a woman's cloak. He walked from the main gate to the second gate, then from the second gate through the corridor to the third gate and back to his courtyard.
The housekeeper worriedly found Du Jiu. He looked at Du Jiu and seemed to want to ask something but was too embarrassed to open his mouth.
Du Jiu guessed what he wanted to ask and directly said, "Don't worry. The Duke doesn't have any special hobbies. The Princess Fule was worried that the Duke would catch a cold and specially put the cloak on him."
"Ah … this, this, this," the housekeeper stuttered and nodded. This wasn't right. Shouldn't the man take off his cloak and put it on the woman?
Sigh, it was all because Master and Madam left early. They didn't teach the Duke how to care for his woman. The Princess Fule was wronged.
The Right Prime Minister's Residence.
"Brother, you're back." Shi Feixian saw that Shi Jin's clothes were soaked. She hurriedly asked the servants to help Shi Jin bathe and change clothes. After everything was done, Shi Feixian sat in front of Shi Jin. In just a few days, her face looked haggard. She didn't look energetic at all.
"Brother, did you find out … which girl is Duke Rong engaged to?" Shi Feixian was unwilling, extremely unwilling. What was wrong with her that Rong Xia didn't want to marry her?
"Feixian, don't think about it anymore. No matter who Rong Xia is engaged to, he will have nothing to do with you in the future," Shi Jin said with a sullen face. "You're still an unmarried girl!"
"Do you know who it is?" Shi Feixian anxiously grabbed Shi Jin's sleeve. "Who is it? Is it Jiang Kangning? Zhao Xue? Or Jiang Wan? "
"How dare you call the Princess by her name?" Shi Jin's face completely darkened. "Feixian, he's just a man. How can you lose your composure like this? Do you still look like a daughter of the Shi Family?"
"I … I …" Shi Feixian stammered. "I'm sorry, brother. But every time I think about how Duke Rong would rather marry a woman who is not as good as me than marry me, I feel as if my heart is being cut by a knife. I can't control my emotions. Brother, can you tell me? At least, at least let me give up. "
"Let you give up, or let you take revenge on someone else?" Shi Jin looked at Shi Feixian. He knew his sister very well. Feixian was definitely not a forgiving person.
"What else can I do? Will Duke Rong marry me to take revenge on this innocent girl?" Shi Feixian lowered her head and said sadly, "Brother, can you tell me?"
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
