I Am This Type of Woman

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Changqing-wang didn't understand his niece. It wasn't too late to cover the incident, why should he throw himself in front of His Majesty? Seeing his niece's logic, for a moment there was an unspoken feeling.

Was the Emperor very partial towards Ban family because they were...... too foolish to be harmful?

"Your Highness, what Junzhu said is reasonable," Rong Xia put his cup down, "It is better to let His Majesty know that you are being set up."

Changqing-wang looked at Rong Xia in puzzlement. This one's brain wasn't functioning either, what was the logic?

The current Emperor's tolerance level was smaller than the tip of a needle, one careless word could make him shun you for long time, let alone something like this. He stared at Rong Xia then glanced at Ban Hua, had someone been so intoxicated by beauty that all rationality thrown out of the window?

Rong Xia unexpectedly had the same hobby as himself1.

After hearing that Rong Xia was agreeing with herself, Ban Hua felt he had became more and more pleasant in her eyes. He wasn't just good looking but also smart, and most importantly, he was perceptive.

This wasn't the first time Ban Hua found one more good point of Rong Xia's.

The more Changqing-wang looked at them, the more he felt those three were making him unsettled, he waved, "You all go back home, I am not entertaining today."

The Ban siblings had always been broad-minded, Changqing-wang wasn't interested in their suggestion so they just patted their backs and left. They didn't feel the weight of being the direct witness of a royal family backstabbing, it wasn't that exciting.

"I knew that buying those talking things could be troublesome," Ban Heng put on a look of an 'experienced person', he was talking to Rong Xia who walked out with them. "When I was small, I bought a parrot once. Who knew that evil bird spoke like marketplace scoundrels, Mother was so angry that she gave me a good beating."

Rong Xia laughed, "That is quite interesting."

When he was small, he didn't have time to play. He wasn't allowed to play because playing was a hindrance, so he never experienced those mischiefs that other children had.

"Ban-shizi!" Several idle gongzi's in reds and purples waved their hands towards Ban Heng from across the street. When they saw Ban Hua was there, some of youngsters took out their fans so they could look romantic and elegant.

Ban Hua almost couldn't hold back her laughter, she waved Ban Heng away, "Your friends are calling, go ahead."

Ban Heng happily ran over, he was indeed familiar with them.

"Junzhu," Rong Xia looked at Ban Hua's arm, "A few days ago I heard a rumour, may I ask how is your injury?"

"Rumour?" Ban Hua blinked, the small action made her looking extraordinarily innocent, "Do you mean the one about the Second Prince breaking my arm?"

Rong Xia was worrying about it. During the Autumn Hunt he could see the Second Prince and Ban Hua didn't see eye to eye, and neither of them were the type who would suffer losses. The rumour saying they were fighting in front of the Emperor was possibly true.

How could those slender arms and legs stand a man's fist.

Ban Hua wanted to lift her sleeve to show Rong Xia but felt it inappropriate, she used her hand to round an approximate area, "Not a problem, just this small place."

Her white and soft fingers were tender and cute like peeled and cleanly washed young scallion roots. The fingers were only about three-fingers away from him, her watery eyes looked like those of a furry young animal's, partly cute and partly pitiful.