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Chapter 492: Ning Rongrong Turns the Tables Again

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"Ning Rongrong, you have a day like this too."

This was the first time Na'er had actively initiated a mental link with someone other than Qin Jian.

When her voice resonated in Ning Rongrong's mind, Ning Rongrong's eyes trembled, and she glanced back quietly, only to see the miraculous scene of the emotionless girl floating in mid-air, silently eating a melon.

No matter how she looked at it... it was infuriating!

She did not know how to speak to Na'er, so she could only aim her spearhead at the Zhu Zhuqing before her.

Brother Jian's little pet wants to turn the tables?

Ning Rongrong, whose situation had been passive to the extreme, finally began to rebound...

She suddenly reached out and grasped Zhu Zhuqing's constantly moving little paw, slowly pulling it down, her expression appearing a bit more serious: "Zhuqing, do you really want to abandon me?"

"If you aren't even willing to give me three days." Zhu Zhuqing withdrew her hand and crossed her arms.

"Planning to form an alliance with Xiao Wu, and also teaming up with the ice-fire duo?" Ning Rongrong continued to ask.

Zhu Zhuqing's fingers tapped lightly on her arm: "That was forced by you, Rongrong. After all, even if one keeps a pet, one still has to feed it; who told you to hog all the food for yourself?"

Qin Jian: "......"

These words were too profound...

Ning Rongrong suddenly waved her hand and said with a beaming smile: "Alright then, go ahead, feel free to go."

Zhu Zhuqing froze.

What kind of tactic is this? I've never seen this before...

"Rongrong, are you serious?" She couldn't help but ask.

Ning Rongrong said with a smile: "Yes, but you can answer a few questions for me first, okay?"

"What questions?"

Zhu Zhuqing was led by the nose without even realizing it.

"The first question, if you team up with Xiao Wu, but she wants to fight you for Brother Jian's time, what will you do?" Ning Rongrong said.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned: "Then we'll split it half and half."

"Then if I give her more, and take less for myself, who do you think Xiao Wu will side with?" Ning Rongrong curled her lips.

"Then I'll give her even more." Zhu Zhuqing said without hesitation.

Ning Rongrong shook her little hand: "Then I can give even more; in the end, the only one who benefits is Xiao Wu. This is what Brother Jian called 'involution', it's completely meaningless."

"If that's the case, you might as well continue to team up with me now."

Zhu Zhuqing was indignant: "But you won't even give me half."

Ning Rongrong blinked her eyes: "Then let me ask you again, how do you plan to win over the ice-fire duo? By continuing to generously give up the time that originally belonged to you?"

Before Zhu Zhuqing could nod, she negated it: "Then you're done for. Trust me, that Shui Bing'er will squeeze you so hard you won't even have a chance to see Brother Jian."

Zhu Zhuqing: "......"

"Finally, there's the Spirit Hall crowd—either the Pope or the next Pope—what do you plan to do?" Ning Rongrong continued to ask.

Zhu Zhuqing's cat eyes turned into Rinnegan... ahem, turned into swirl eyes: "I... this... that..."

"Don't know what to do anymore, right?"

Ning Rongrong slowly raised her hand, stroked Zhu Zhuqing's bewildered and helpless cheek, and said with a beaming smile: "Zhuqing, do you understand palace intrigue? Do you know how to compete for favor without making Brother Jian annoyed? Do you know how to remain undefeated, or even suppress others, under the pressure of the Spirit Hall Pope and the future Pope?"

"I... I don't know..."

Zhu Zhuqing had completely turned into a dazed little kitten.

She had never considered such complicated matters before...

"So, without me standing in front, you, this little pet, will be thrown into a corner by Brother Jian one day." Ning Rongrong crossed her arms.

Qin Jian had the heart to say he wouldn't, but wisely kept his mouth shut; otherwise, if Ning Rongrong's excellent situation were ruined, she might just hit him with a kitchen knife.

"It seems... that's the case..."

The little kitten's confidence seemed to have been pierced through.

"With great ability comes great responsibility, and one also enjoys more benefits..."

Ning Rongrong began to tuck her hands into her sleeves and deliver the concluding remarks: "So, as someone bearing such a heavy burden, isn't it only right that I enjoy more time with Brother Jian?"

Actually, everyone could be together...

Qin Jian silently acted as the background board, saying nothing.

"This time, I'll give you some time alone with Brother Jian, one day, how about that?"

Ning Rongrong made the final decision, speaking as if it were a reward.

"Alright then..."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her little cat head, a sight that made even Qin Jian feel a bit heartbroken.

And Na'er... the melon in her mouth even fell out...

"Is this Ning Rongrong's innate talent skill palace intrigue? First cutting, then striking, and finally giving a little carrot; that Zhu Zhuqing doesn't even seem to realize anything is wrong..."

Na'er turned the shattered melon on the ground back into a silver stream and summoned it back.

"Who gets more time and who gets less is entirely in your hands. As long as you please you, what can't be obtained? What a stupid cat!"

Seeing Ning Rongrong glance over with a look of slight triumph, Na'er shrank directly back into Qin Jian's body.

This melon wasn't satisfying to eat; it looks like she'll have to enter the fray herself...

The Soul Beast Co-Lord, the Silver Dragon King who takes the revival of soul beasts as her own responsibility, has already gone further and further down the path of palace intrigue...

But neither she nor Ning Rongrong saw the flash of cunning light in Zhu Zhuqing's lowered eyes.

One day? Can my one day be compared to your three days?

If I don't drain him dry, this body of mine will have grown in vain!

"Follow me."

She took cat-like little steps to arrive before Qin Jian, and without a word, grabbed his hand and started walking.

"Wait, where are you planning to take him?" Ning Rongrong suddenly asked.

Zhu Zhuqing looked back at her with a blank expression: "I'm in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, haven't I always been living with you? Where else is there to go?"

"But... but we only have one bed."

Ning Rongrong pouted and said: "You aren't planning on tossing and turning on my bed, are you?"

One bed, so you two have been sleeping together the whole time?

Qin Jian blinked his eyes, suddenly feeling a little tempted, about that bed.

"Rongrong, what kind of tossing and turning are you talking about?" The curve of Zhu Zhuqing's lips was meaningful.

"Just that kind of tossing and turning," Ning Rongrong said, curling her lip.

"Have you forgotten? I am unable to reach that level with him," Zhu Zhuqing reminded her.

Although there are many alternative solutions, of course...

Ning Rongrong let out a slight sigh of relief: "That's good then."

Zhu Zhuqing turned back, the corners of her mouth hooked up, and she pulled Qin Jian as she walked out of the Council Hall.

But the moment she stepped out, she suddenly stopped her footsteps.

"What's wrong, Zhuqing?" Qin Jian asked.

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly let go of his hand, her small hand loosened and then tightened again, and then she looked up at him, her eyes like water: "You... hold my hand and lead me."

Qin Jian's heart stirred, and he understood her meaning.

She was not Huo Wu; no matter how cold and aloof her face appeared, she still yearned for his protection, yearned for the sense of security he brought.

So she did not like walking in front of him; she wanted him to hold her hand and lead her.

Qin Jian smiled slightly and couldn't help but reach out to flick her high nose bridge: "What a little kitten."

Ning Rongrong watched from behind them, and the sour water in her heart began to bubble and flow.

This little intimacy of flicking the nose, Qin Jian had done it to her just two days ago, and now he was off to flick someone else's...

As expected, the palace intrigue has yet to succeed, comrades still need to work hard; if I don't suppress all these Xiao San, it won't be over!

(End of this chapter)

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