I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 142: Ways to Apologize

Lu Mingyang looked at the figure, feeling it was a little unreal. After a moment's thought, she turned and walked out of the inner room. Looking at the figure through the door, it seemed much more real.

Lu Mingyang poked a fist-sized hole in the door paper, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. She silently stepped back with the bamboo basket in hand, scooped up some horse manure with a sycamore leaf, and tossed it through the hole with her sleeves rolled up.

"Chu Mingzheng, you bastard, you son of a bitch!"

"If you don't want to touch me, then don't touch me. What's the point of running away after touching me? I don't even despise you for being a big pig's hoof, so why do you despise me?"

"Bah, you big pig's hoof, I gave you face!"

"If I let you touch me again, my surname won't be Lu, nor will it be Yang. My surname will be Pig!"

"Bah, who cares about you, you big pig's hoof!"

"I wish you a lifetime of romantic encounters, with women everywhere and a bunch of old ladies dancing square dance around you!"

"..."

Piece after piece of horse manure flew through the doorway and landed on "Chu Mingzheng". The candlelight swayed slightly in the wind, and the figure on the wall also swayed, as if nodding and bowing to admit its mistake.

Lu Mingyang felt much more relieved. Looking at the little horse manure left in the bamboo basket, she walked into the inner room, climbed onto the statue, and poured all the remaining horse manure onto the statue's head.

Thinking about how he looked crazy when horse manure fell on his head when he entered and exited the secret room, he left happily.

A figure walked out from behind the wall of the mountain temple.

Chu Mingzheng came to Xiangguo Temple and lingered at the temple gate for a long time, wondering whether he should go to meet her, when he saw the little girl walking towards the mountain temple in a menacing manner.

It was not for any other reason, but just to vent his anger on his shadow, which made him stunned and unable to laugh or cry.

"What does big pig's hoof mean?"

Looking at the receding figure walking into the temple gate, Chu Mingzheng frowned, turned around and walked into the mountain temple.

……

In the lotus room, Yang Nian'er looked at her second sister who had returned. She felt a foul smell coming from her and asked in confusion, "Revenge?"

"Yeah!" Lu Mingyang lay down with his clothes on.

"How do you take revenge?" Yang Nian'er was curious.

"Just wait, he'll beg me to come back tomorrow morning. Remember, don't let him in unless he kowtows three times and crawls in nine times."

Lu Mingyang looked arrogant, but Yang Nian'er couldn't ask any more questions. However, she always believed her second sister's words and waited at the temple gate early.

As the morning light began to break, a familiar figure slowly approached from the mountain gate.

"My second sister is amazing!"

Yang Nian'er held a temple broom in front of Chu Mingzheng and shouted, "Stop right there!"

At this moment, Lu Mingyang was still sleeping soundly when a little monk knocked on the door anxiously.

"Princess, your little sister is fighting with His Royal Highness Prince Ningyuan."

"what?"

Lu Mingyang knew that the Prince of Jin would come to Beijing to inherit the title in a few days, so Chu Mingzheng would definitely come to pick him up, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, so he hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed over.

In the pavilion in the northeast corner of the mountain temple, Chu Mingzheng sat leisurely on a stone bench while Yang Nian'er attentively poured him tea. This scene didn't look like a fight at all.

Lu Mingyang rubbed his head, put on an impeccable fake smile, and stepped forward to salute.

"Second sister, His Highness has come specially to pick you up, just go back with him!"

Before Chu Mingzheng could say anything, Yang Nian'er was the first to rebel.

Lu Mingyang glared at her rebellious sister and snorted coldly, "I still have to pray for Your Highness, so I really can't go back. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

The little girl had just woken up, and there were still wrinkles on her face from the bamboo mat. She was very cute. Chu Mingzheng asked with a smile, "Why can't Qifu go back?"

"I pray for the blessings of your descendants. If I interrupt, it will harm your descendants, and I will be guilty of a great sin. So, I can't stop."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Mingzheng burst into laughter.

Lu Mingyang suddenly realized that this also applied to that night. The more he thought about it, the more it felt like he was complaining about him. His face flushed with embarrassment and he turned and left.

"Wait a moment!" Chu Mingzheng walked over and leaned over to ask, "The princess's words are final and cannot be changed?"

"It can't be changed!"

"Okay, that's good!" Chu Mingzheng then asked, "What about what you promised me?"

With a look of debtor on his face, Lu Mingyang was furious: "What did I promise you?"

Chu Mingzheng began to settle accounts: "But you said you would help me find the spy in the mansion. What, your eldest sister inherited the title, and the people in the mansion don't have to vacate the land, so you let it go?"

Lu Mingyang snorted coldly: "I didn't say I would find it for you now."

"Then when will you look for it? Wait until someone harms my descendants, then you can look for it, okay?"

"me……"

As Lu Mingyang was hesitating to form her words, Yang Nian'er passed by her, secretly patted her, and urged her disdainfully, "You can't argue with her, stop embarrassing yourself, and go back quickly."

Lu Mingyang: “…”

When she came to her senses, she was already in the carriage, and all she could see was Chu Mingzheng's smug smile. She turned her head away in disgust. It was okay if she didn't look at him.

Chu Mingzheng looked at the puffed-up little face and asked, "I heard from your sister that you made me crawl in by kneeling three times and kowtow nine times?"

"Don't dare!"

Even so, she shook off Chu Mingzheng's outstretched hand and sat sideways against the door, looking like "Don't get close to me." Chu Mingzheng chased after her and sat opposite her.

Lu Mingyang glared at him with disdain and stood up to sit at the end of the carriage. This time, Chu Mingzheng sat cross-legged on the floor, blocking her path, and then pulled out a wooden puppet from his arms.

He was kneeling, palm-high, with two thorns on his back.

The key point is that the doll's face looks very much like Chu Mingzheng, with a pitiful look on his face as if he is admitting his mistake.

"What?" Lu Mingyang tried to suppress his laughter.

Chu Mingzheng pointed at the puppet's head and said, "Hit it!"

"Don't dare!"

"beat!"

Lu Mingyang slapped the puppet. With a click, the puppet's waist bent down and its head hit Chu Mingzheng's palm.

"what!"

Lu Mingyang picked it up and fiddled with it in amazement. He didn't expect that such a small puppet had a mechanism. It would kowtow every time it was hit, and every time it was hit, it would kowtow.

After being hit five or six times, the little girl finally smiled.

Chu Mingzheng said, "I carved it all night. This kind of thing with a mechanism is particularly difficult to make."

Wasn’t he spending his wedding night last night? How could he have the time to carve something like this?

Lu Mingyang secretly raised his eyes and his face suddenly turned red.

Chu Mingzheng asked sincerely, "Can you please stop being angry?"

This was the first time they rode in the same carriage. She sat in the main seat, while he sat on the ground, looking up at her.

Lu Mingyang sat up straight, feeling extremely happy, but there was only one flaw: he was sitting, not kneeling.

It was hard to believe that a prince like him would actually kneel down before him. It was not easy for him to do this. Lu Mingyang said magnanimously, "Get up!"

After the words came out, both of them were stunned.

"Thank you, Princess!"

Chu Mingzheng checked his posture and reached out to hold the girl's hand. Lu Mingyang dodged, chuckled twice, and turned back to play with the puppet.

If he wants me to forgive him, that’s fine, because I’m a magnanimous person. But if he wants me to touch him again, that’s impossible.