Chapter 273: Juice is not strong, meet the fake prince

"..."

Qian Renjue looked at Ning Rongrong, who was only a few years old, with a strange expression on his face.

Has she always spoken so harshly since she was a child?
Qian Renjue said strangely:

"Do you really understand what a fiancée or fiancé is?"

"Why don't you understand?!"

Ning Rongrong grabbed Qian Renjue's sleeve and tilted her head.

"Dad said that we should stay together and love each other for life, and you are the one who will play with me until I die."

"Play till death?"

Qian Renjue's mouth twitched.

"Are you sure Sect Master Ning really told you this?"

"That's right."

Ning Rongrong nodded.

The delicate eyebrows were wrinkled on her tender face, making her look delicate, lively and lovable.

"Dad said that life is from birth to death."

"Oh, yes, that's right."

Qian Renjue sneered.

It seems that the words just now were artistically processed by Ning Rongrong.

"Then why on earth are you ignoring me?"

Ning Rongrong was still thinking about the issue mentioned earlier.

With her hands draped on Qian Renjue's forearms, she tilted her head back and stared at him with a puzzled look on her face, which was extremely adorable.

"..."

Qian Renjue opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

In the end, he had no choice but to give in. Due to the huge age difference, he could only treat her as a child. He said helplessly:

"Then how do you want me to love you?"

Ning Rongrong blinked her bright eyes and a pure smile appeared on her face.

She raised her right hand and lightly touched her cherry lips with her index finger, as if she was thinking.

"Well, this one~"

Now it was Ning Rongrong's turn to be silent.

From the time she was born till now, she has lacked nothing. She can get whatever she wants.

Use a bone dragon as an umbrella and the Seven Killing Sword to play house.

She doesn't need anyone to give her anything.

Her bright eyes swept across the delicacies in front of Qian Renjue, and saw the translucent pink
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and swallowed her saliva, seeming to be a little greedy.

She immediately stretched out her hand, pulled Qian Renjue's sleeve, and said in a tender voice: "Brother Shengzi, I want to drink that, please pour me a glass."

"Ok?"

Qian Renjue didn't care about that title.

Looking towards the corner of the table, there was a transparent glass bottle standing upright.

There is bright red liquid inside.

"can."

Qian Renjue nodded slightly.

Although children are a little troublesome, they are easy to coax.

Qian Renjue reached out and took the glass bottle.

Fill Ning Rongrong with
"Brother Shengzi, my name is Ning Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong narrowed her eyes into crescents and introduced herself in a delicate voice.

Qian Renjue nodded slightly.

"laugh!"

Ning Rongrong smiled and lay on the table, facing her own glass cup.

She raised her eyes and looked at Qian Renjue's handsome face.

Curiously, "Brother Shengzi, does your seventh spirit ring really need to be 100,000 years old?"

"Yeah, it's true."

Qian Renjue responded softly.

Looking at the bubbles coming out of Ning Rongrong's cup, he couldn't help but frown.

"Brother Shengzi is so awesome!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with surprise.

Then she excitedly held her glass cup and rolled her sweet tongue over her rosy lips.

Qian Renjue got some of the liquid from the bottle mouth at this time.

A brief taste
A hint of surprise immediately appeared between his brows.

"Is this wine?"

"Yes! This is strawberry-flavored wine, sour and sweet, very delicious."

"Dad usually doesn't let Rongrong drink."

Ning Rongrong narrowed her eyes, held the glass cup, and was about to bring it to her mouth.

Before it was delivered, it was snatched away by a big hand.

"Ah! That's Rongrong's Holy Son. Give it back to Rongrong!"

Ning Rongrong raised and opened her hands.

To snatch back the glass cup that was praised to the sky.

"What are you drinking, little brat? Just drink some juice."

Qian Renjue said unhappily.

“The juice is not strong!”

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips, frowned, and stared.

Staring straight at Qian Renjue. "..."

Qian Renjue's mouth twitched slightly.

Juice needs to be stronger? No wonder this girl can drink so much.

"I just can't drink."

Qian Renjue withdrew his hand.

But the glass cup was still floating in the air.

"what"

Ning Rongrong raised her hands and hugged her head, thinking that the fruit wine was going to be poured on her head.

The glass lamp was under the control of Qianren Jue's power.

Float towards the next table.

Finally it landed in front of Lingyuan Douluo.

"Sister Lingyuan, drink it."

Qian Renjue looked at Ling Yuan who was laughing secretly and rolled his eyes.

"Thank you for the reward, Your Highness."

Ling Yuan smiled and took the glass cup in her hand.

"what?"

Ning Rongrong watched helplessly as the glass cup was emptied by Ling Yuan.

His little face wrinkled up immediately.

She looked back with her cheeks puffed up, staring at Qian Renjue.

"Brother Shengzi, you don't love me and you bully me!"

"Don't talk nonsense. I don't let you drink because I love you."

Qian Renjue put the glass bottle back on the corner of the table.

at this time.

There were scattered, steady footsteps coming from outside the hall.

Behind Ning Fengzhi were Jian and Gu, and next to him was a young man in his twenties.

He is not very handsome, with a straight nose and square mouth.

She was wearing a clean blue cloth robe, looking very refreshing, with her long hair hanging neatly behind her head.

His clothes are very ordinary, but he has a special temperament.

He seemed very talkative and was chatting and laughing with Ning Fengzhi.

He was calm, generous and approachable in his conversation.

There was a hint of smile in Qian Renjue's eyes. He knew that this prince was played by Qian Renxue.

Just a few steps.
Xue Qinghe came to the table under the guidance of Ning Fengzhi.

Qian Renjue stood up.

"Haha. Sorry for keeping you waiting for a long time."

Ning Fengzhi's demeanor is still elegant and easy-going, making people feel comfortable.

"Master Ning, you are too polite. This amount of time is not really a long wait."

While Qian Renjue was speaking
He exchanged glances with Xue Qinghe, but received no response.

There was only confusion in Xue Qinghe's eyes.

Qian Ren Jue was slightly stunned.

Could it be that the person in front of him wasn't his sister? This shouldn't be the case. He wouldn't make a mistake.

"Let me introduce it to you."

Ning Fengzhi glanced at the angry Ning Rongrong, his face expressionless.

He raised his hand and introduced to Qian Renjue:
"Son, the person next to me is Xue Qinghe, the future crown prince of the empire."

The words fell.

Ning Fengzhi introduced to Xue Qinghe:
"Qinghe, this is the current Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."

"Your Highness, I have heard of your great name for a long time."

Xue Qinghe stretched out his hand and gave Qian Renjue a casual smile.

Qian Renjue looked at the silk gloves.

Feel at peace.

He reached out his hand, applied a little force, and rubbed it secretly twice with a smile on his face.

"Hello, Your Highness, the future Crown Prince."

"Ah"

Xue Qinghe smiled and withdrew his hand.

There was a hint of annoyance in his eyes as he glared at Qian Renjue.

Her hands were pinched so hard that they hurt.

Qian Renjue turned a blind eye.

It was Qian Renxue who pretended not to know me just now.

Qian Renjue lowered his eyes and looked at Ning Rongrong who was secretly pouring wine for him.

He reached out and snatched it away again, placing it on the table.

"what!"

Ning Rongrong looked at the empty little hands.

She bit her teeth, raised her beautiful eyes, and stared angrily at Qian Renjue who was standing next to her.

Catch a glimpse of that little move.

Ning Fengzhi suddenly realized and then laughed.

It seems that I misunderstood just now. Rongrong and Shengzi should get along well.

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)