Chapter 60 Chapter 60 I Don't Want Him

to Kiss Me! Her mumblings were filled with lingering sorrow, and her shimmering almond-shaped eyes, which occasionally glanced at her, made her even more so. Fu Huaiqing stared at her silently for a moment, his lips slightly parted, but before he could speak, his eyes met hers, which suddenly raised a questioning gaze.

The man remained silent for a long time, and Biezhi felt strange.

It was clearly him who said it, and there was no corroborating physical evidence other than her and him. The thought of him potentially changing the subject made Biezhi feel uncomfortable.

Why was he the only one who could bring up the past, and not her?

Bie Zhi curled her lips and couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, the dignified Prince Su, are you still going to play dirty and pretend you never said anything?"

Beneath the sullen questioning, his expression took on a touch of playfulness he hadn't seen in days, vivid and lively, like the rising summer sun. Fu Huaiqing's stern face froze for a moment, a faint smile flickering across it.

He raised a hand to the corner of his mouth to hide his smile, and admitted, "I did say that, that's right."

"So, was there anything wrong with what I did?" Bie Zhi asked, glaring.

Fu Huaiqing saw what she was about to do, staring at her silently for a moment, then raised an

eyebrow impassively, agreeing with her, "No." His answer emboldened Bie Zhi. "Then why are you still bothering me?"

The girl's face was beaming, full of energy and vitality, incredibly bright and radiant. Fu Huaiqing felt that if the space wasn't so limited, given her temperament, she would definitely put her hands on her hips and have a proper 'communication' with him.

He could no longer conceal the smile on his face, which gradually shone into his eyes. He said, "When I told you, I didn't seem to ask you to act decisively on this matter."

"Is it different?" Biezhi was silent for a moment, then feigned innocence and said firmly, "It's the same."

His mind had never been clearer than it was now.

He clearly realized that he had to stay in the upper echelons, otherwise he would find trouble with him.

Moreover, "Does the prince really intend to lock me up for life?"

Faced with her slightly tentative question, Fu Huaiqing was silent for a moment, and instead of answering, he asked, "What do you think?"

Biezhi didn't know.

She didn't like the current situation at all.

She was like a lamb to be slaughtered. He knew everything about her, even her weaknesses.

And she didn't understand him at all.

From beginning to end, it was Jiran who appeared before her eyes, not Fu Huaiqing. And it was Jiran who she was with all the time, who didn't speak or communicate, and who never revealed anything else.

Fu Huaiqing knew everything about her, while Biezhi only knew that he was the powerful Prince Su.

Beyond that, she knew nothing.

Biezhi couldn't even see through what he was thinking, she could only guess, guess what he wanted to do.

She lowered her eyes slightly, there was a distance of half a body length between them.

Actually, it was not entirely true.

"I don't know." Biezhi raised her chin, "Just a guess."

Fu Huaiqing did not deny that she guessed right.

He hummed with a smile and asked, "What will you do."

Biezhi: "..."

It was the first time he saw someone trying to detain someone without hiding anything.

Biezhi's mouth opened and closed, looking at him hesitantly, with unspeakable emotions in the depths of her clear eyes.

What else can she do? Naturally, she would try her best to escape.

Even if she couldn't escape, she would have to tear down the palace.

If she didn't live well, he wouldn't live well either.

Fu Huaiqing looked at her for a while, and slowly said, "Don't forget, you still owe me."

What do you owe?

Biezhi was stunned when her thoughts were suddenly pulled back.

She blinked, why couldn't she remember what she still owed him.

Didn't she just curse a thousand times? He's already the Prince Regent, and you can't be so generous as to forgive her?

"Private dissatisfaction." Fu Huaiqing's eyes dropped a little with a hint of meaning, and his gaze swept across the corner of her mouth, and fell slowly, "Didn't you say you would be responsible?"

Following his gaze, Bie Zhi looked at the lines of the man hidden under his clothes.

Bie Zhi: "..."

She had forgotten that when Fu Huaiqing asked as Prince Su, she vowed to be responsible for Ji Ran.

Now that he is Ji Ran, it's natural to be responsible for him.

A profiteer! He

is indeed a profiteer!

Not only did he cheat her out of five hundred taels, but he also wanted her to be responsible for him. He

wants both money and people, how can there be such a good thing in the world!

The anger in Bie Zhi's eyes was slightly rising, and she was going to have a good talk with him, and get back the five hundred taels no matter what. At this moment, her palm hanging by her side was suddenly grabbed.

She was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Fu Huaiqing pulled her palm and without hesitation placed it on the abdominal muscles that rose and fell with her breathing.

The touch of well-defined lines suddenly penetrated her palm, and her round almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened. The feeling under her palm was unbelievably good, even better than before. Biezhi swallowed unconsciously.

She secretly glanced at the man's handsome face, and his slender waist flashed before her eyes.

The feeling through the clothes was so amazing, if she really touched it...

Biezhi's breathing was stagnant for half a breath.

No, no, he is not Ji Ran, but His Highness Prince Su.

She still couldn't be so presumptuous. Not

being able to touch him would arouse her own delusions. Biezhi silently pulled her hand back.

She pulled, but it didn't move.

She frowned, and with some strength, pulled it back half an inch.

It would be fine if she didn't pull it, but when she pulled it, it was not only her palm that was pulled back, but also the man's body.

Fu Huaiqing was pulled over by her.

The moment he pressed forward, he frowned slightly, raised his other hand and placed it on the back of the girl's head. When the back of his hand hit the carriage, his eyes wrinkled, but they recovered in an instant.

Fu Huaiqing suddenly came around, and Biezhi was completely encircled in his arms. They

were so close that they could feel his breath on each other's faces.

The man's hot breath almost made Biezhi's cheeks red. She subconsciously dodged back and said, "You're pressing me."

A light pink color lingered on the pretty face of the girl in his arms. Fu Huaiqing had seen her boldness and her expression when she asked directly if she wanted to kiss her again, but this was the first time he saw a little embarrassment on her face.

His deep eyes darkened, and his larynx rolled up and down with difficulty.

Fu Huaiqing pressed down his thin lips a little.

Realizing what he was going to do, Biezhi raised her hand and covered her slightly open lips through the gap.

She didn't want him to kiss her.

Why should he kiss her whenever he wanted? She had asked him so many times before, but he refused to let her. They

were so close that Fu Huaiqing could tell what she meant in just a breath. As their eyes met for a long time, the corners of his mouth lifted up little by little. He sat back calmly and reminded her, "I heard that Miss Biezhi always keeps her promises. Since you said you will be responsible, you must remember to be responsible to the end."

Biezhi: "..."

The smile in his eyes became clearer and clearer, and he looked determined to win. She pulled the corners of her mouth and said with a smile, "I have to be responsible for Ji Ran. Your Highness is not Ji Ran."

Fu Huaiqing was silent after hearing this.

The moving carriage suddenly stopped. Biezhi, catching a glimpse of his expression, lifted the curtain. Without waiting for them to bring a stool, she jumped off the carriage and ran into the Prince Su's Mansion without looking back.

Hua Chao, having received the news early, was already waiting at the door. Seeing the girl's vibrant expression, her heart, which had been in her throat for nearly an hour, finally settled down. She hurried over to greet her, "Miss, Prince..."

"Hurry up, hurry up," Bie Zhi waved, motioning for her to follow him. "If you run too slowly, you'll get caught."

This was his territory.

She could afford to provoke him, but she could also afford to hide from him. Seeing this,

Hua Chao instinctively glanced back at the prince leaning out of his carriage. The prince's expression seemed slightly more cheerful than usual. She breathed a sigh of relief and trotted after Bie Zhi.

Bie Zhi ran back to Qinghe Courtyard without stopping.

As she was about to enter the courtyard, she saw the girl standing under the treetops and her steps paused. The girl, hearing the sound, turned around, and the moment their eyes met, Bie Zhi recognized her. It was the girl she had seen when she left not long ago.

If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have had the chance to go out and see.

Bie Zhi turned back to look at Hua Chao, who was trotting after her.

"Young lady." Hua Chao met the confusion in her eyes, panting slightly, and whispered, "It's Princess Duanhui."

Princess Duanhui.

Biezhi had heard about it long ago. Princess Duanhui was the younger sister of Prince Su, the only princess besides the eldest princess to have grown up safely during the late emperor's lifetime. She was highly favored.

And after Fu Huaiqing came to power, her popularity increased.

She walked forward and bowed: "Greetings, Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Just call me Shuning. Since you are my guest, you are my guest. No need to be so polite." Fu Shuning raised her hand. On the way back to the palace, she had heard Jiang Yue talk about her and her brother, so she changed her name on purpose. She looked at the girl's pretty face unscrupulously, and she couldn't tell that Biezhi was four years older than her. She looked no different from herself. "I was just about to go back to the palace when I heard them report that they had found my sister, so I thought of coming back to see her."

"It was I who got involved just now--"

"Not really," Fu Shuning looked around quietly, making sure that her elusive brother did not come over, and then she whispered: "My sister did help me. If he caught me climbing the wall on weekdays, I would inevitably suffer his cold face."

Fu Shuning was very satisfied that he didn't scold her today.

"And I came back secretly, without even telling him." Fu Shuning stuck out her tongue in relief. Luckily, her brother was in a hurry to find Biezhi, otherwise she would have been in trouble. "If it were any other time, I'd still be in his study, facing the wall, suffering from the freezing cold and reflecting on my mistakes."

Biezhi's lips curled up at this, and he could completely imagine the scene she was talking about.

Meeting her round, almond-shaped eyes, the smile in them was so comforting, so pure and unbelievable, that the thought in Fu Shuning's expression gradually faded. She pondered for a moment, then inquired, "I heard from Jiang Yue that Sister Biezhi's master is Uncle Ling?"

"Yes." Biezhi didn't expect that she also knew a master.

As if sensing her confusion, Fu Shuning said, "Our mother and Uncle Ling are senior apprentices. Strictly speaking, brother and Sister Biezhi are from the same school. Father personally instructed General Zhu to teach brother martial arts, and before mother contacted Uncle Ling, brother's skills were all taught by Uncle Ling."

Before she finished her words, she glanced sideways at Biezhi, who looked slightly surprised. Jiang Yue's words echoed in her ears, and she naturally understood her brother's thoughts and their current situation.

She sighed inwardly.

Admittedly, she had come back this time to take advantage of Xilan Country's desire for a marriage alliance to help her friend and see if she could use this opportunity to fulfill her wish. However, if her brother already had a girl he loved, she wouldn't force anything else.

"Before my mother passed away, she begged Uncle Ling to take care of us for her." Remembering the scene of his mother's death, Fu Shuning's voice was a little bitter, and after a while he continued, "Uncle Ling promised that he would wait until we all got married and established our own careers before he left."

Suddenly, Biezhi understood everything.

He understood why the master had mentioned to them many times that he wanted to retire from the martial arts world in his early years, but he never saw any action. He always said that he had to wait and wait, but he didn't tell them what he was waiting for.

"The master also told us--" Biezhi paused and glanced sideways at the hurried figure in his peripheral vision.

Looking at the expression of Mingyue, his personal maid, Fu Shuning frowned slightly.

"Your Highness." Mingyue stepped forward and whispered in his ear.

Her voice was very low, but Biezhi still heard it.

"Miss Nianchu is at the door, stopped by the guards."

Fu Shuning's brows furrowed further, and after a moment's thought, she pulled off the jade pendant from her waist and handed it to him. "You go take her—" She paused, glanced at Biezhi, and slowly clenched her palms. "I have other things to attend to. If I have time in the future, I'll come find Sister Biezhi."

Biezhi, noticing her anxiety, nodded.

Watching the girl's hurried departure, she withdrew her gaze, pondered for a moment, and asked Hua Chao, "Miss Nianchu, who is that?"

Hua Chao was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looking towards the Qinghe Courtyard gate, where no one else was except the guards. Suddenly, she understood why Princess Duanhui had left in such a hurry.

"Lin Nianchu, the daughter of Lord Lin Yiqing, is the same age as you and is also the princess's study companion. On paper, she is a study companion, but in fact, Princess Duanhui and Miss Lin have a close relationship and can be considered good friends. Three years ago, the princess went out of the capital for a tour under the pretext of recuperation, and Miss Lin accompanied the princess as her study companion."

Biezhi nodded in understanding.

The daughter of the Prime Minister's family.

Glancing at Hua Chao's hesitant look, she felt a little puzzled: "Is there anything else?"

Hua Chao pursed her lips, moved closer to Biezhi, and whispered:

"I heard that Miss Lin is interested in the prince."

Hearing this, Biezhi blinked.