This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

Chapter 243 Just have the skills

He Jing looked down at Ye Xiaoxiao, the curve of his lips deepening: "Xiaoxiao, it's alright, I've already guessed it. That hibiscus lantern must be yours today."

After saying that, he turned to the lantern shop owner and said, "Boss, we've figured it out."

What is the answer to the riddle?

Ye Xiaoxiao was about to reach out and cover He Jing's mouth, but he held her hand tightly.

In her anxiety, she couldn't break free with her right hand, so she could only tightly grip He Jing's hand, her eyes darting around.

My subconscious wanted to get away from him, but why wasn't there a hole in the ground for me to crawl out of?

She gestured repeatedly to the people around her, saying, "Ah Jing, it's not appropriate to say this in public like this."

Why is there such a shameful answer?

That's so indecent!

"Young master, please reveal the answer to your riddle."

Seeing that He Jing was still not speaking, the lantern shop owner urged him on.

He Jing remained calm, but a closer look would reveal a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Why is Xiao Xiao so nervous? Could it be that she's misunderstood?

Finally, he calmly revealed the answer:

It's the character for "cut"!

The florist used a hook to take down the lantern hanging high above: "Congratulations, young master, you guessed correctly! This hibiscus lantern is yours."

Ye Xiaoxiao opened her mouth slightly, stunned on the spot, her expression as if she had been petrified in an instant. The answer to the mystery was actually this.

Isn't it what I thought?

Okay... hard first, then soft, half hard and half soft.

It turned out to be a word puzzle.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! !

Ye Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my heart is dirty, everything I see is dirty.

He Jing escorted the person in his arms out of the crowd, handed her the lantern, and asked in a casual yet meaningful tone, "Xiao Xiao, can you tell me what the answer to the riddle you were thinking of just now was?"

Ye Xiaoxiao caught the mockery in his eyes and felt her cheeks burning.

Under the gentle moonlight, He Jing noticed an unnatural blush on her fair cheeks, and the smile in his eyes seemed about to overflow.

The bright moon hung high in the night sky, its soft light like thin sand, casting its gentle glow on the face of the person before him, further highlighting his handsome and refined appearance.

Ye Xiaoxiao stared at He Jing's handsome face and parted her red lips slightly: "Ah Jing, the moonlight is beautiful tonight."

He Jing looked down at the person in front of him, his gaze focused, and gently helped her tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Xiao Xiao, you are my boundless moonlight."

After saying that, he leaned down and whispered in Ye Xiaoxiao's ear, "Xiaoxiao, what was the answer to your riddle just now?"

He Jing: Xiao Xiao's expression changed when she saw the riddle. If I'm not mistaken, she definitely thought it was—that...

Ye Xiaoxiao was still deeply moved by the romance he brought and couldn't extricate herself from it. But when she heard him bring up the riddle from before again, her face darkened.

The pleasant atmosphere was ruined.

She beckoned to He Jing, signaling him to come closer.

“Ah Jing, come here, I’ll tell you something in secret.”

He Jing leaned forward slightly, his eyebrows raised, awaiting the answer.

Ye Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and whispered in his ear, "I'm telling you, what I guessed just now was—"

"I won't tell you!"

She deliberately lowered her voice, her eyes as clear as autumn water, the red mole at the corner of her eye spreading out in a hue, and a smile playing on her lips, carrying a hint of mockery.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a few steps forward.

A helpless smile flashed across He Jing's face as he followed her.

Xiao Xiao, I have plenty of ways to make you tell the truth.

......

With such a beautiful time and scenery, it's truly the perfect opportunity for a date.

Qian Jinyun dressed up especially carefully today.

He was dressed in an exquisite and gorgeous brocade robe, with a handsome and refined face, and a folding fan in his hand.

"How is it? Does it look good on me?" Qian Jinyun raised her hand slightly and twirled around a few times.

The servant beside him clapped and cheered.

"It's beautiful and beautiful!"

"Isn't that right? There's a saying, 'Looks are more than... looks are more than...'"

"You're so stupid! That's called being as beautiful as an angel!"

Qian Jinyun slapped the servant who had said those words on the head.

"You bunch of idiots! I told you to learn more characters! 'Looking like a fairy' is an understatement for me! That's for Miss Zhao!"

The three servants nodded quickly.

"Yeah!"

"Young Master is right!"

"Miss Zhao is as beautiful as a fairy!"

Qian Jinyun found the words agreeable and nodded in satisfaction before going to find her mother and sister.

At this moment, Madam Qian and her daughter were sitting in the courtyard admiring the moon.

A figure rushed over.

"Mother! Sister! How do I look in this outfit?"

Qian Jinyun straightened her chest and spun around again.

Mrs. Qian looked at her son with satisfaction, finding him more and more pleasing to the eye.

Looking back now, I can hardly believe how fat he looked when he was as big as a mountain.

She smiled and asked, "Son, you look quite smart. Are you... going to ask Miss Zhao out?"

Mrs. Qian initially disapproved of her son falling in love with a pig butcher.

It wasn't because of social status; after all, Miss Zhao was already quite remarkable for being able to run a butcher shop and support herself on her own.

Besides, selling pork is a business, and to be honest, her family and the Qian family are actually quite well-matched.

Mrs. Qian was worried that her son's reckless nature might lead him to harm some good young woman.

However, she saw that her son was determined and even lost a lot of weight to please others without complaining.

Later, the pampered young master even took up cooking himself.

She then realized that her son might be serious.

Madam Qian let him be. If he could win Miss Zhao's heart, that would be his skill. If he couldn't, that would be fate.

Qian Jinyun nodded, eager to go out.

"Brother, are you sure you want to bring a folding fan?" Qian Ruoyun looked at the person who was extremely excited with suspicion.

She felt that her brother resembled a peacock displaying its plumage.

"I heard that carrying a fan makes you look more classy." Qian Jinyun opened the fan with a "whoosh" sound, intending to do so with style.

Unexpectedly, not only did it fail to open, the fan almost flew off.

Fan: You think I'll just open it because you tell me to? I won't!

Qian Jinyun didn't expect her attempt to look cool to fail, and gave an awkward laugh.

He angrily threw the fan to the servant beside him.

"Come on! You try it! It must be a problem with this fan."

Servant 1: "Whoosh!"

Qian Jinyun's face darkened even more.

"You come!"

Servant Two: "Whoosh!"

Servant Three: "Whoosh!"

The three servants exchanged glances. Wasn't this a simple task, something anyone could do?

Qian Jinyun, unable to contain her anger, snatched the fan back and forcefully pulled back her fingers—

Fly...

"Forget it, I don't need this broken fan!" With that, he flicked his sleeve and went out.

It's the first time I've asked Miss Zhao out, so there's no reason for me to keep her waiting.