Rong Chenning didn't eat it, pulled out his blonde hair, took out a white silk scarf from his arms and wiped it, and pry the crab with his head.

His technique of prying crabs is extremely exquisite, just like when he makes tea, divides tea, plays the piano and paints, and looks very elegant.

After prying for a while, a lot of crab meat had been refreshed and refreshed, and Rong Chenning put one by one in the empty bowl in front of her and pushed it in front of her.

Ling Xiang was stunned, and what she chewed in her mouth also lost its taste.

When she was a child, when she ate crabs at home, her mother did the same for her.

But it is really ...... for such a person to do it It's hard to put into words.

She thought about it, and it didn't do her much good not to eat it, so she coerced her to eat them one by one.

Rong Chenning smiled slightly, got up and wet his hands in the copper basin.

And this, Ling Makeup is really a little puzzled.

It makes sense that he came to hunt down in person, and finally sat on the throne, of course he wanted to sit firmly, how could he allow others to sleep peacefully next to the couch? If Rong Xijue is not dead, he is the best hostage, and he can completely restrain Rong Xijue.

Even if he really wants to get himself, forgive him and disdain to do such meticulous and considerate things.

Ling Xuan never wanted to believe that such a person would have true feelings, looking at his slender back, thinking that he and Rong Xijue might be separated from yin and yang, and he couldn't eat anymore.

Rong Chenning washed her hands, straightened up and wiped them dry with silk, but her eyes fell on her, soft and mellow, and she was creepy to watch.

Ling Xuan stood up suddenly, turned around and went to the inner cabin, and after entering, he quickly closed the hatch and dropped the deadbolt.

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and he didn't come to harass him.

Ling Xiang let out a suffocating breath in his chest, walked to the window and sat down, unable to figure out many things with his head on his shoulders.

"What? Headache? Rong Chenning stood outside through the window, as if he had been close to each other for many years, and his relaxed tone revealed concern that could not be concealed, "Actually, my acupuncture technique is also good, if you have a headache, I will moxibustion for you, and you will be fine immediately." ”

His performance was really weird, and Ling Xiang glared at him like a stranger.

Rong Chenning stopped talking, and stood quietly by the railing outside the window, looking at her in the window.

Ling Makeup fell down the window with a "bang" and collapsed on the bed.

This inexplicable entanglement, I really don't know where it started!

At night the next day, the boat entered Qingxi from the Yangtze River, went straight to the Shuicheng Gate, changed to a small flower boat, and then turned to Qinhuai, and docked at the Taoye Ferry in the east of Gongyuan Street.

It has never snowed in Jinling, and it is still a sunny day with a full moon.

I have long heard the sound of the boat flute and drums in my ears, and the faint red light penetrates into the boat, as if I am in another world.

There were two "tuk tuk" sounds on the door, and Rong Chenning's voice came: "It's landed." ”

No matter how far you go, there will be a time to come.

Out of the hatch, Rong Chenning handed over a violet curtain.

Ling Makeup took it and put it on silently.

Rong Chenning also put on the hat with black yarn hanging down.

Unable to see his face, Ling Xiang felt more comfortable.

He handed over a hand.

Ling Xuan ignored it directly and asked again, "What about Xiao Jin?" ”

Rong Chenning withdrew his hand, and his tone was gloomy: "You're good, he is just grounded, if you have another accident, then you can't say." ”

With his words, Xiao Jin walked out of the bottom, and actually changed into men's clothes, followed by Liu Yi and Yulin Langguan.

Ling Xiang saw that he was dressed very well, and his color was not particularly haggard, so he relieved his heart.

The boat had stumbled on the bluestone slab of the ferry, and the hull of the boat shook violently, and Ling Xiang stumbled and almost fell.

"It's a woman after all." Rong Chenning staggered to her side and grabbed it, and laughed lowly.

Although it is night, the Taoye Ferry is still very busy, and those lightboats that cruise at night are here to pick up and drop off guests, crowded and crowded. Pedestrians followed.

Ling Xiang didn't want to quarrel with him, so he quickly straightened up, jumped lightly from the boat to the shore, and walked out.

Several Longcheng guards hurriedly opened the way, Ling Xiang ignored the people staring at him, and looked up to see a stone archway on the ferry, engraved with a couplet "Shake the water of the Qin Dynasty, and the branches bring the wind of the Jin Dynasty".

For thousands of years, the real scenery is still the same, and the people are no longer the same.

Outside the archway, there was a tall carriage, carved in silver, and four white horses were vigorous and tall, which was obviously something that only the top nobles could have.

Ling Xiang turned around and found that Rong Chenning was walking two steps behind her with her hands in her hands, and Xiao Jin had just been pushed to the shore and twisted her neck to look at her.

His face was still indifferent, but his eyes flickered.

"Every five days after that, I want to see Xiao Jin." Ling Xiang stopped his steps and refused to go any further.

"As long as you're good, anything can be done." Rong Chenning didn't even take Xiao Jin out of the corner of his eyes, and answered very simply.

Ling Makeup didn't expect it, was slightly stunned, and simply said, "I can't listen to Mr. Shangguan's death." ”

Rong Chenning clenched his fists and coughed under the black gauze curtain, "How about castrating him and sending him to the palace to serve you?" ”

His tone didn't seem like a joke, and Ling Xiang hurriedly said, "No need. He glanced back at Xiao Jin and boarded the car honestly.

The carriage had to travel on the stone road of the capital, and the silver bells at the four corners made a crisp and pleasant sound.

Ling Xiang leaned against the wall of the car, thinking of this inexplicable escape, tired and helpless.

Rong Chenning took off his hat, his green sideburns and crow eyelashes, light and thin, and the cyanotic satin robe worn by the commander of the Dragon City Guard was worn on him, and it seemed that he had increased several levels.

Such a person, why didn't Emperor Shunzuo directly crown him as the crown prince in the first place, leading to so many disturbing incidents?

Ling Xiang secretly sighed that the providence made people, if that was the case, he would never be able to get acquainted with Rong Xijue, the vassal king outside the Guan, and he would not have such a legendary encounter.

Whether it is good or bad, only the Creator can tell!

There are colorful glass lamps hanging on the roof of the car, and the light is dim and colorful, swaying on the distracted makeup surface, giving birth to many colors.

Rong Chen stared at her quietly, not a trace of ripples could be seen on his face, but there were small pieces of light jumping in his eyes.

Ling Xiang came back to his senses, only to feel that he was staring at him, but he had to ask some words: "My mother ...... them"

"I'm about already in the Weiguo Mansion, go back and take a good bath and rest for the night, and I'll talk about it tomorrow."

"What will you do to them if you can't find me?"

Rong Chenning didn't answer for a long time, but his eyes became more and more dark and unpredictable.

Ling Jiao was slightly afraid, thinking that if he couldn't find himself, his mother, younger brother and even his grandfather's family would all be unjustly killed.

At this time, she didn't know whether she should be happy or annoyed that she was found by him.

She still had a lot of questions on her mind, such as who found herself in the swamp, and who changed her clothes, but she didn't want to ask anymore.

Silence permeated the small space, and Ling Makeup turned sideways uncomfortably, pretending to be sleepy, leaning on the soft pillow with her back to him.

Rong Chenning's eyes fell on the curve of her waist, but it was very interesting, he wanted to tell her that if it was painted, it would probably be a very good painting, but in the end, he didn't want to destroy this tranquility after all, so he didn't say anything. (To be continued.) )