Chapter 202 I Swear

Han Yao felt unhappy and let go of the collar in her hand. She leaned back slightly to avoid the other person's lips.

She said with a hint of grievance in her coquettish tone, "Brother Zhao, my feet hurt, I want to sit down."

Zhao Jingming thought it was a pity, he was just a little bit away from tasting the earlobe.

Realizing that Han Yao was looking at him with misty eyes, Zhao Jingming put away his thoughts, "The county lady's feet hurt, Brother Zhao will feel distressed. I will carry you over now, okay?"

Han Yao nodded slightly.

Zhao Jingming immediately put on a smile and bent down to hug her like a princess.

Han Yao exclaimed, like a frightened deer, her arms quickly wrapped around the other person's neck.

"Brother Zhao...you have to be careful."

Zhao Jingming paused, lowered his head and whispered, "Don't worry, County Lady, even if I fall, I won't let you fall."

"Brother Zhao, do you...really care about Yaoyao so much?"

"Of course, how could I not care about such a lovely girl like the County Lady?"

Zhao Jingming was almost reluctant to let go of the beautiful woman in his arms.

However, there was only a small space in the private room, and even if he walked as slowly as possible, he still walked to the tea table.

Carefully putting Han Yao on the black lacquered and gold-painted round stool, Zhao Jingming lifted his skirt and knelt on one leg.

He stretched out his slender hands and gently placed them on his left foot, "But is this foot twisted?"

"Yes, this one."

"Then let me check it for you, is there any bone injury?"

"Thank you, Brother Zhao." Han Yao nodded gently, and when she saw Zhao Jingming lifting her left leg, she said nervously, "Brother Zhao, you have to be gentle, Yaoyao is afraid of pain."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

He took off the embroidered shoes with oriental pearls, and then took off the white silk socks. As soon as his hands touched the snow-white and crystal-clear little feet, Zhao Jingming immediately swallowed his saliva.

His eyes greedily swept over the calves inch by inch, stroking the smooth skin under his hands, Zhao Jingming felt dry mouth and tongue.

When he heard a soft moan, the fire in his belly suddenly rose.

"Is the county lady in pain? Then Brother Zhao, be gentler."

Han Yao's eyes were blurred, and her pearly teeth bit her lower lip lightly, holding back the moan in her throat.

Zhao Jingming stroked Han Yao's feet with one hand and her red lips with the other, "Don't hurt yourself, County Lady. Brother Zhao will feel bad. If you really can't stand the pain, bite Brother Zhao."

Han Yao let go of her lower lip, a trace of strength on her delicate face, and shook her head, "I won't bite Brother Zhao. Yaoyao can bear it."

Zhao Jingming was immediately distressed, and his hands were even gentler.

I saw from the corner of my eyes that the beautiful eyes had been gently closed at some point. The slender fingers stroked upwards from the ankle little by little.

In the private room on the other side, a waiter was lying on the wall. Through the hidden small hole, he saw the scene in front of him and cursed in his heart, what a pair of dogs and bitches.

And the two people who were intoxicated in the private room here did not realize that in the inconspicuous corner, someone was watching their every move through the small hole.

Having noticed the movement on her thigh, Han Yao's heart trembled, and she bit her tongue lightly, forcing herself to recover from the blur.

Han Yao opened her eyes slightly and glimpsed the expression on the face of the prince of Zhao. She was very proud.

Humph, the fiancé of the disaster star is just like this, but he still can't escape her palm.

Seeing that hand touching higher and higher, Han Yao blinked and tears fell one by one.

Zhao Jingming's arm was touched by the tears, and he paused. He suppressed his restlessness and looked up.

Seeing Han Yao sobbing with her head down, he quickly took back his hand from her thigh, put it back on her ankle, and touched it a few times.

Holding back the pity, he pretended to be distressed, "Is the county lady in pain? Maybe you have injured your muscles and bones. I'll ask the driver to take you back to the mansion and let the imperial doctor treat you, okay?"

Han Yao did not respond to his words, but wiped her tears with a handkerchief, raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Jingming steadily.

Blinking, tears rolled down again, his voice was choked and painful, "Brother Zhao, you... why are you engaged?"

Zhao Jingming saw the admiration in Han Yao's eyes, his eyes flashed, and joy quickly surged in his heart.

Seeing Han Yao still looking at him, Zhao Jingming hurriedly put on a helpless expression, "That marriage was not what I wanted, but my mother agreed to it in a moment of confusion. My mother has regretted it and is trying to help me cancel the marriage."

Han Yao immediately burst into tears and smiled in surprise, "Brother Zhao, is it true, you... you want to cancel the engagement?"

Zhao Jingming nodded heavily with joy, "It's true, if my mother hadn't been feeling unwell recently, she would have helped me cancel the engagement."

"Yeah, that's great." Han Yao cheered softly.

Seeing Zhao Jingming looking at her with bright eyes, she lowered her head and stammered, "Brother Zhao, I, I..."

"Don't blame yourself, I know you are happy for Brother Zhao. I am also happy to get rid of the marriage with Ling Mansion.

The eldest girl of Ling Mansion is vulgar and rude, how can she be worthy of being my wife."

After deliberately pausing, she said, "Only a girl with talent and appearance like the county lady is qualified to be my prince's consort."

Han Yao smiled shyly, "Brother Zhao is both talented and beautiful, and deserves the best girl to match him."

Zhao Jingming was moved by this smile.

Han Yao suddenly put away her smile, and tears fell again.

Zhao Jingming felt distressed and wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her carefully.

"County Lady, what's wrong? Is your foot hurting again?

Han Yao shook her head, looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

She lowered her head again, pulled her left foot out of Zhao Jingming's hand, and said bitterly, "Brother Zhao, it's Yaoyao's fault. My foot hurt just now, and I forgot that men and women should not touch each other..."

Zhao Jingming felt distressed, and recalled the delicate and soft touch just now, looking straight at Han Yao, "County Lady, after a few days, when my mother is well, she will cancel the marriage in Ling Mansion.

If the county lady doesn't mind, Jingming is willing to take responsibility. I wonder if the county lady is willing to wait?"

Han Yao was proud in her heart, but her face was pleasantly surprised, "Brother Zhao, you, are you really willing..."

Zhao Jingming raised his hand and swore with deep affection, "If I lie, the sky will thunder..."

"Brother Zhao, no need to swear, I believe you. "Han Yao didn't wait for him to finish, quickly reached out to cover his lips, and then leaned on his chest with a shy face.

Zhao Jingming immediately hugged her tightly, feeling very proud.

If she could marry the county lady of Dingyuan Palace as the prince's consort, her mother would be very satisfied.

Han Yao leaned in his arms, and was very satisfied with her own charm.

She would never let that disaster star have the opportunity to marry into the Zhaoguogong Mansion!

In this life, she can only be humble and don't think about the opportunity to climb up the high branches.

The waiter in the private room next door took a last look at the two people hugging each other, After restoring the small hole in the wall to its original state, he quietly left...

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