Chapter 19: No Need to Live Separately
"Squeaky..."
The long convoy passed steadily on the spacious avenue of the imperial capital. The scene attracted many people to stop and watch.
"Rongrong, we haven't seen each other for a year, right?"
Xue Qinghe suddenly looked at Ning Rongrong beside Qin Jian and smiled, "I heard from the teacher that you just came out of the mimicry training ground?"
"Well..."
Ning Rongrong nodded and said nothing more. She didn't seem to like talking to the prince of the empire very much.
However, Xue Qinghe finally started the topic, but she would not let her go easily: "It must be hard to stay there for a whole year?"
Ning Rongrong nodded and shook her head.
She looked at Qin Jian beside her and said, "Although it's a bit hard, it's okay with him and me together."
"Huh? Qin Jian, are you Rongrong's partner in this tacit training?"
Xue Qinghe didn't seem to know much about the details.
"Yes, yes, we even broke the sect record!"
As a result, Ning Rongrong became excited before Qin Jian spoke.
She looked at Qin Jian's profile and said, "And we are not just partners this time, we are partners forever."
"Huh?"
For some reason, Xue Qinghe frowned slightly.
Qin Jian noticed this detail and felt a chill in his heart.
He didn't think it was the credit of the previous Charming Sword. Xue Qinghe was not one of those disciples in the sect with weak soul power. If he wanted to really produce an effect, it might take a lot of effort.
So she frowned, not at Ning Rongrong, but at him. She seemed to be a little concerned about Ning Rongrong's intimacy with him.
What was her plan for Ning Rongrong?
Qin Jian secretly cheered up...
Finally, they arrived in the palace city.
In the palace hall, Emperor Xue Ye solemnly welcomed Ning Fengzhi and his party.
"Hahaha, with the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tiles Sect and Sword Douluo's direct disciple joining us, this etiquette training class is really lively..."
Emperor Xue Ye laughed heartily: "Rongrong and Qin Jian should live in the palace for the next six months, so they don't have to run back and forth."
Ning Fengzhi bowed and said, "Then I'll trouble your majesty."
Emperor Xue Ye waved his hands repeatedly.
"If you can't even arrange this well, it's not the royal family's neglect, Qinghe, you are responsible for arranging a good palace for each of them." He turned to Xue Qinghe.
Xue Qinghe quickly responded: "Yes."
"Then... that..."
At this time, Ning Rongrong raised her hand a little shyly.
"What's wrong, little Rongrong?" Emperor Xue Ye asked gently with his head down.
"Well... I think... there is no need to arrange separately..."
Her little face was a little red, but she still said: "Qin Jian and I can live together."
Emperor Xue Ye was stunned, and Xue Qinghe frowned quietly.
Ning Fengzhi was also full of black lines, but seeing the situation was a bit awkward, he could only try to smooth things over: "Your Majesty, Rongrong has been training with Qin Jian in a closed environment for the past year, so they are used to living together."
"Oh oh..."
Emperor Xue Ye came back to his senses and said, "Then do it according to Rongrong's wishes."
Then, he exchanged glances with Xue Qinghe in a very obscure way, as if... they were both a little surprised.
"By the way, there will be a final examination for the etiquette class in half a year, and the rankings will be ranked. If Sect Master Ning and Sword Douluo have time, they can also come to the palace to take a look." Emperor Xue Ye said again.
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo looked at each other, and then said, "Okay, then I will come to see how they are doing in half a year..."
After a lot of trouble, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong finally settled down in the evening.
"Qin Jian, Qin Jian, I want to hear a story!"
In a quiet palace bedroom, Ning Rongrong lay on the bed and began to pester Qin Jian to tell a story again.
"I haven't finished listening to Zhang Xiaofan's story yet. We were too tired in the training ground before, and we haven't listened to stories at night for a long time."
Ning Rongrong's pouting face made Qin Jian unable to resist.
He held her little body and said, "Okay, let's continue..."
"..."
"Linglong asked him what his wish was, and the Beast God said he wanted to be with her forever, but Linglong just kept shaking her head..."
"The Beast God asked her why, and she said..."
"Because you are not human..."
"So, the Beast God said to her..."
"Then let me be a human! Let me be a human--"
"..."
Qin Jian's voice gradually stopped, while Ning Rongrong was still immersed in the sad story.
"The Beast God and Linglong, they are so pitiful..."
She murmured, "One is a human, and the other is a monster born of hostility. Such a relationship can't be recognized at all..."
Qin Jian touched her little head, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
In fact, his feelings for her can't be easily recognized either...
What's more, he has to deliberately leave her...
"Qin Jian, Qin Jian..."
Ning Rongrong pulled his sleeve and said, "In the stories you told me, why don't these people with sincere feelings have a good ending?"
Qin Jian shook his head and said, "Because only tragedy can produce the greatest recognition, leave a deep impression on people, and thus cherish the beauty of reality."
"Then will we have a good ending?" Ning Rongrong asked in a low voice.
Qin Jian's heart twitched, but he nodded fiercely: "Of course we will!"
"If one day you feel bad, don't be sad, don't be upset, it's just because it's not the end yet."
He turned his head and looked into Ning Rongrong's eyes, and said seriously: "Rongrong, you must remember what I said, okay?"
Ning Rongrong was a little stunned, because Qin Jian had never spoken to her so seriously.
"Promise me, okay?" Qin Jian said again.
"Okay..."
Ning Rongrong thought for a while and said, "If one day I feel bad, it's just because it's not the end yet."
"Qin Jian, I will always remember your words seriously." She said firmly.
Seeing her serious expression, Qin Jian couldn't help but stretch out his hands and hold the lovely little girl in his arms...
The lights gradually went out...
The moonlight was like water, slowly seeping into the room through the window and sprinkling on the bed.
The cold light enveloped the quilt, but it couldn't extinguish the warmth and sweet happiness in the quilt...
The next day.
When Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong packed up to go out, they saw Xue Qinghe's tall figure standing in the courtyard in front of the door.
She waved and smiled: "Good morning, both of you... Did you sleep well last night?"
Looking at her smile, there was obviously a bit of teasing.
Ning Rongrong's pretty face blushed slightly, and she turned sideways to let Qin Jian stand in front of her.
"We slept well, thank you, Your Highness, for the arrangement."
Qin Jian was calm.
Then he silently released a sword of seduction...
Xue Qinghe's eyes blurred, and she felt that the boy in front of her looked more and more handsome...
She shook her head fiercely, as if to get rid of this thought, and then smiled and said: "This is what I should do. Now I will take you to the etiquette class. Today's class is dance training..."
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