Chapter 551: Xue Qinghe and Ning Rongrong

"Actually, I am quite certain that his gender is not male, but female..."

Qin Jian held his forehead: "It's just that I haven't been able to confirm it..."

"In other words, although it is possible that she is female, you have already prepared yourself to fall in love with a man," Ning Fengzhi summarized calmly.

Qin Jian: "......"

"Actually, this move by Xue Qinghe is truly formidable; even though I know clearly that she is on the side of the Spirit Hall, and I also know that you are highly likely to be on my side..."

Ning Fengzhi stroked his Scepter and said calmly: "But I still cannot be certain, because if you establish an emotional connection with her, then given your personality, it is hard to say who you would end up helping."

"That's not it..."

Qin Jian shook his head and smiled: "There is no possibility of me helping her against you. Even if I truly developed feelings for her, at most I would remain neutral and watch how things unfold."

"That is true, and I believe that Rongrong's position in your heart is no less than anyone else's..."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and smiled: "Then this matter is very simple. Don't help anyone, and I won't tell you my plans. Just stay by Xue Qinghe's side, just as she expects."

Qin Jian's eyes brightened: "Good, this is for the best. I won't need to struggle with this anymore; no matter what happens later, I won't get involved."

Ning Fengzhi patted his shoulder: "Go, do what you want to do. No matter what, I will never intentionally make things difficult for you."

"Mm."

Qin Jian nodded, then rose and left.

Ning Fengzhi watched his retreating figure and couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile: "Saying he will remain neutral, but actually explaining all of this to me in advance is already the greatest help. With a full understanding of the situation, I can plan accordingly..."

"This silly child..."

"......"

It was already the middle of the night when Qin Jian returned to Ning Rongrong's small building.

This matter involved too many people and affairs, so he and Ning Fengzhi had talked until now without realizing it.

"I wonder if they are asleep yet..."

He opened the doors to the bedrooms one by one on tiptoe, only to find the sleeping figures of two beautiful girls in the final master bedroom.

"Why is it so 'yuri' in here..."

Seeing the way they were holding each other, Qin Jian smiled silently.

His Rongrong was just that amazing; whether it was Zhu Zhuqing or Xiao Wu, she could eventually persuade them to be together without any hint of conflict.

It's just that he didn't know how they would perform when they eventually faced Bibi Dong and the others.

Suddenly, he felt a little expectant...

Qin Jian patted his own head.

He was truly crazy. It would be better for them to live in different places; if they were really brought together, it would blow up the sky...

Quietly using his soul power to separate the two little by little, Qin Jian silently shed his clothes and drifted to lie down between them.

Gently wrapping his arms around the fragrant shoulders of the two girls, he let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Then, he entered his dreams...

Originally, Qin Jian had intended to stay at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for a few more days before going to find Xue Qinghe.

But what he didn't expect was that the next day, this Crown Prince would show up at his door.

The top-tier carriage procession was set up as if they were picking up a bride.

Qin Jian folded his arms in his sleeves and looked at the long motorcade, saying expressionlessly: "Crown Prince, I could have just flown over; there was no need to pick me up."

Xue Qinghe stood in front of the carriage, looking at him with an intriguing gaze: "Little Brother Qin, after all these years of going around in circles, you have finally fallen into my hands. I wonder what your thoughts are now."

"What do you mean I fell into your hands..."

Qin Jian remained expressionless: "It's not yet clear who fell into whose hands..."

Xue Qinghe's delicate eyes blinked, feeling that something was not quite right.

Wasn't he always the submissive type before? Does he want to counterattack now?

That actually suits his wishes perfectly!

He didn't want to be the dominant one forever; that didn't fit his personality.

"Then, shall we get in the carriage?"

Xue Qinghe tentatively made a gesture of invitation.

Qin Jian lowered his hands from his sleeves and nodded faintly: "Alright."

As he walked forward slowly and passed by Xue Qinghe, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Xue Qinghe's hand...

Xue Qinghe: "!"

Qin Jian quietly squeezed his slender, fair hand and smiled softly: "Let's get in together."

As he spoke, he applied a little force to his hand, pulling him along to step onto the carriage stairs and enter inside.

The knights brought by Xue Qinghe all revealed strange expressions in unison after they boarded.

Having held it in for so long, they could finally make expressions...

Xue Qinghe hadn't yet recovered from the shock even after being pulled to sit down by Qin Jian.

Although they were already in a relationship involving forced kisses, they had truly never tried holding hands.

Although one might gradually become desensitized to such things after doing them often, the sensation of skin touching for the first time felt like an electric current striking straight at the heart.

The heartbeat at that moment, just like the first kiss, would be etched in the heart forever, hard to forget.

"Aren't you going to order them to depart?"

Xue Qinghe was still savoring the feeling of that brief hand-holding, but Qin Jian pulled him back from his girlish sentiments with a single sentence.

"Oh, oh... I'll have them... hm?"

Xue Qinghe suddenly paused, because when his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced out through the window, he saw two gazes full of jealousy on the city wall.

He quietly rolled his eyes, then opened the window, leaned his head out, and said loudly with a smile: "Rongrong, I'm taking your fiancé away. I will return him to you in one piece, so don't miss him too much."

Everyone: "..."

Isn't the vibe too strange?

As the Crown Prince of the empire, and the little princess of the sect that is the empire's greatest backer, who is also a Foreign Surname Princess of the empire, is it really okay to talk like this?

Why is there always a hint of gunpowder...

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu stood side by side on the city wall.

Xiao Wu suddenly understood the precarious situation Ning Rongrong had spoken of last night; after all, here was a living example right before her eyes, that men could also come to snatch someone away...

She stole a glance at Ning Rongrong beside her, hoping she would say something to prove her combat effectiveness; otherwise, those words from last night weren't just empty promises, but a swindle.

"Crown Prince..."

Ning Rongrong gently stroked her hair and smiled slightly: "You may take him away if you wish. I believe he will be perfectly intact, but as for you... whether you will still be perfectly intact, that is hard to say."

These words left the surroundings in dead silence, and also made Xiao Wu nearly applaud and cheer, wishing she could shout "six-six-six."

Xue Qinghe was stunned.

What kind of approach is this... is it really this sharp?

"Rongrong, your fiancé has run off with a man, aren't you worried?"

He was still unwilling to admit defeat, smiled slightly, and added: "Perhaps when he returns, he won't like women anymore; then you, Rongrong, will only be able to keep an empty chamber to yourself."

Ning Rongrong leaned against the city wall, remaining calm: "Crown Prince, you still don't understand him as well as I do. Even if he finds a man, he is only playing around. Once he has had his fill of fun, he will come back. Believe me, in the end, the only one who will be left with nothing will be the Crown Prince."

Left with nothing?

Everyone's expressions were strange.

Xue Qinghe was already speechless...

(End of this chapter)