Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Handsome Men Keep Chasing After Me

Chapter 223

Seeing that Nalan Jingwen would not pursue the matter, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Hengyu remained nestled in her arms, silent and still, which puzzled Nalan Jingwen. However, she didn't say anything, but gave Hongyun a look, who understood and immediately handed her the cloak.

Nalan Jing draped the cloak over him and said in a slightly reproachful tone, "You've only just recovered from your illness, why are you out here dressed like this? Is this how you take care of yourself while I'm not here?"

It's already November, and winter is just around the corner. Everyone is wearing thick clothes, and the wind is cold. Nalan Jingwen has Xuan power, so he doesn't care. But it's different for them. Men's bodies are weaker than women's, and if they don't pay attention to keeping warm, they're likely to catch a cold again.

Rong Hengyu remained silent with his head down. Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing sighed, took his hand, and led him into the house. She channeled a wisp of Xuan power into his body to dispel the chill.

Upon seeing them enter, Liu Qishan immediately stood up and said softly, "Your Majesty, is it time for your meal? If you haven't eaten yet, please join us."

After entering the room, Rong Hengyu released Nalan Jingwen's hand and resumed the demeanor of a master of the house, dignified and elegant, with a proper and dignified smile on his face. He nodded to Liu Qishan, but when he saw the red mark on his snow-white neck, a glint of malice flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master Liu, please have a seat."

Nalan Jingwen watched his back without even turning around to look at her. She smiled helplessly, walked to her seat and sat down, while Cheng He stood aside serving food to the others.

Rong Hengyu's attention was not on Nalan Jingwen at all. He was talking to Liu Qishan, who responded with a faint smile. The two chatted happily, as if they had known each other for a long time.

Nalan Jingwen wasn't annoyed. She listened to their conversation and felt a faint joy rising in her heart. Occasionally, she would serve them some food. Actually, seeing them getting along so well, she should be the happiest person.

She paused, picking up food with her chopsticks, then suddenly remembered something and beckoned to Cheng He, who leaned closer to listen.

"Where's Jinse? Is she up?"

Cheng He glanced at the two people beside her and said truthfully, "Young Master Jinse should be having his meal in the courtyard. Would this old servant like to invite Young Master Jinse over?"

Nalan Jingwen ignored the subtle glances from those around him and shook his head. "No need. I'll go see him later and tell him to rest well. I'll also send some ginger tea to his courtyard."

Jinse is in poor health, mostly due to old ailments. Now that it's winter, he is more sensitive to the cold than most people.

Cheng He nodded and went downstairs.

Nalan Jingwen withdrew her gaze, glanced at Rong Hengyu who was pretending not to care about her, and shook her head with a light laugh. Liu Qishan then turned to look at her and asked softly, "Awen, did you go to see Young Master Jinse last night?"

He had just spoken when Rong Hengyu turned his head, his face calm and his eyes indifferent as he looked at her.

Nalan Jingwen was stunned for a moment. She guessed that Liu Qishan had gotten to know Jinse during her time at the Prince's Mansion. She glanced at Rong Hengyu, saw that he had no expression, and shook her head.

"I'll spend time with you all first, then I'll go see Jinse."

Rong Hengyu is a young master from a noble family, and it is unknown what his attitude is towards Jinse, after all, Jinse's background is what it is.

Fortunately, Rong Hengyu didn't say anything, and the three of them continued their meal, but the atmosphere was obviously a bit strange.

Rong Hengyu was the first to stand up. He bowed slightly to Nalan Jingwen and said in a low voice, "I have some matters to attend to, so I will return first. Your Highness and Young Master Liu, please enjoy your meal."

Nalan Jingwen looked at him, her brows furrowing slightly. Rong Hengyu gazed at her calmly with his phoenix eyes, his movements and words impeccable, without a single flaw. He remained the noble and dignified consort of the King, elegant and composed.

Seeing that Nalan Jingwen remained silent, Rong Hengyu asked again, "Does Your Highness have any further instructions?"

His gaze was too calm, which was really abnormal, but Nalan Jingwen couldn't say anything about it.

"Chenghe is handling the affairs of the household. You've just recovered from your illness, so you should rest properly."

Rong Hengyu remained expressionless and said calmly, "Since Your Highness has entrusted me with the power to manage the household, I should do my best and not trouble Chenghe with everything. If Your Highness feels that these things should not be done by me, then you may take back the power in my hands at any time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room became extremely quiet. The atmosphere was eerie, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

Nalan Jingwen frowned even more deeply as he gazed at his jade-like face.

Hongyun stared wide-eyed at her young master, never expecting him to say such things. She instinctively looked at Nalan Jingwen, praying in her heart that the prince would be magnanimous and not hold it against her young master.

Seeing that something was wrong, Liu Qishan immediately pulled Nalan Jingwen's hand and gently shook his head at her, indicating that she should talk things out.

Rong Hengyu naturally noticed their interaction as well, and his eyes darkened. "Since Your Highness has no further instructions, then this servant will take his leave."

Before Nalan Jingwen could speak, Rong Hengyu turned and left without looking back.

Liu Qishan watched his retreating figure and nudged Nalan Jingwen, "Awen, go and see him."

Nalan Jingwen had the same idea. He kissed Liu Qishan's cheek and smiled gently at her, "Go quickly."

Liu Qishan was always sensible and never made things difficult for her, which was something she was extremely satisfied with.

"Thank you."

She held his hand, her eyes serious.

"We are already inseparable, so why say thank you?"

Nalan Jingwen wanted to say something more, but Liu Qishan urged, "Go quickly, don't keep them waiting."

She then let go of his hand and chased after him.

When Hongyun arrived at Rong Hengyu's courtyard, her eyes lit up when she saw her, and she quickly went to greet her.

"Where is Wang Fu?"

"The King is in his room and his subordinates are not allowed to enter."

Nalan Jingwen nodded and stepped inside. As soon as he entered, he saw Rong Hengyu hunched over his desk writing something. Knowing that Nalan Jingwen had arrived, he didn't look up and pretended not to see him.

Nalan Jing sighed and walked to his side. "Are you blaming me?"

Rong Hengyu remained silent, his pale hand holding a brush. His handwriting was exceptionally beautiful. Most men in the capital had delicate and neat handwriting, but Rong Hengyu was different. His handwriting was vigorous and powerful, upright and elegant, yet somewhat unrestrained, just like his personality. He was calm and dignified, yet possessed an ambition that was not easily noticed.

However, his handwriting is now somewhat messy, clearly indicating that he is not paying attention.

Nalan Jingwen grabbed his hand, took the pen from his hand, and with a forceful movement, lifted Rong Hengyu up in her arms.

Rong Hengyu did not resist, but instead hooked her neck and stared straight at Nalan Jingwen's profile.

Nalan Jingwen tossed the man onto the bed, leaned over him, and gently lifted his jade-like chin with his fingertips before kissing him.