Ling Xiang glared at Rong Chenning angrily, and without asking, she turned around and staggered into the inner room, burrowing into the bed.

Rong Chenning was still leaning against the door, his face was very strange, and after a while, he squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "If you sleep in my bed, I don't believe that you can't become my person!"

Seeing that he didn't follow up on the inner room, Ling Xiang put his mind at ease too early, in the end, his body was weak, he didn't eat anything, and he thought about it in the quilt for a while, and then fell asleep again.

After a long time, Rong Chenning Fang slowly paced in, heard even breathing, pursed the corners of his lips, took a book at the head of the bed, and leaned against the Taishi chair under the window and flipped it quietly.

Xiao Jin, who was below, was escorted into the bottom warehouse by Liu Yi.

Out of sight in two clicks, just right!

Rong Chenning flipped through the book, but his eyes fell on the bed involuntarily, thinking about it, he couldn't help it, he went over lightly, and pressed the quilt to the bottom of his neck, revealing a delicate face.

He was stunned, and it took a long time to retreat to the window, but the book could no longer be read.

Dinner was brought in by Tinghai and Yansheng, and only the simplest porridge and side dishes were prepared for Ling Makeup, but Rong Chenning's had meat, vegetarian and wine.

Ling Xiang leaned on the bed, raised his eyebrows and angrily: "Please Your Majesty to avoid it." ”

Rong Chenning didn't bother to pay attention to it, and ordered Yansheng to move into the cloud tooth case outside and put it at the head of the bed, and put a variety of food on it, that is, wave them to retreat.

He pushed the porridge in front of Ling Xiang and ate by himself.

Ling Xiang couldn't take him, so he had to reluctantly put away his anger, "What does Your Majesty want to do?"

Rong Chenning poured osmanthus sake, the aroma of the wine was overflowing, and he raised his eyes and looked at her with burning eyes: "I want to eat with you and sleep in the same bed." ”

The blood-red color instantly surged onto Ling Xiang's cheeks, and Rong Chenning knew that she was going to be angry, so she stopped flirting and drank directly.

After he finished eating three glasses of wine, Ling Xiang was still angry, and he didn't move.

Rong Chenning thought about it, stood up and walked out, walked to the door of the room and suddenly stopped again, turned around and said, "You may think I'm teasing you, but I'm just telling the truth." ”

The helpless tone echoed in the room, even if it was indifferent, it took a long time to calm down.

The porridge was heated on the small stove of water and fire, and after a long time, it tumbled, and "da-da" bubbled.

Ling Xiang was actually very hungry, thinking of the helpless situation of being trapped in the swamp, it is human instinct to live, why should he not get along with himself?

Rong Chenning walked down to the second floor and stood on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back.

The night had already covered the land, and the string of dead wind lanterns hanging from the mast could not illuminate the surface of the river at all, only the sound of gurgling water could be heard.

The rain had gradually turned into snow, and the pieces were as big as goose feathers, and they were blowing in the wind.

Liu Yi, the eunuch of the ceremonial ceremony, had the courage to hit an oil-paper umbrella and cover the emperor's head.

Rong Chenning didn't reply, one master and one slave stood silently for a long time, until Liu Yi thought that the emperor would not talk to him at all, he spoke: "How long does it take to go to Jinling?"

Liu Yi hurriedly replied: "Two days, the full sail and full oars can be arrived in two days." ”

"Good. Rong Chenning said coldly, "If you can't get there, kill all the sailors." ”

Liu Yi frowned, and never dared to say anything else, so he answered: "Yes." ”

Although the building boat is an official thing, the sailors are levied, and the owner Chen Er and others who were captured yesterday are all on board.

Liu Yi thought to himself, the people the emperor said he wanted to kill, and he should be referring to them.

He subconsciously glanced at the top cabin of the ship, and there was no movement except for the quiet light.

Tinghai and Yansheng stood by the door, looking like they didn't have the permission of their master, and they didn't even have the courage to go in and clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

A thick male voice suddenly sounded on the big boat in front of the guide: "Eighteen Lang, there is no need for my wife here, I will take Zhenmei to travel, if there is something to call, you can release the pigeon to the Xiayin Villa." ”

"Go ahead. As if recalling something, Rong Chenning's cold face broke a trace of ice, and hope rose in his heart, turned around and pushed away Liu Yi's umbrella, and walked straight to the cabin.

Tinghai and the sound of geese met, and then slowly pushed open the cabin door, and quickly went in to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Rong Chenning glanced at Tinghai.

Tinghai showed the small pot of porridge in his hand to the master, smiled and lowered his voice and replied: "The queen mother has eaten at least three small bowls, so she won't be hungry." ”

Rong Chenning nodded with satisfaction.

This kid is clever, knows how to call the queen mother, and knows what he wants to ask.

She was in the cabin, with an inexplicable warm fragrance.

It's quiet and refreshing.

Rong Chenning didn't know if this was his own psychological effect or if he really had such a fragrance, his face was soft, and he stepped into the inner warehouse.

Ling Xiang had already woken up, half-bowing his head and leaning on the big pillow of Huang Aya at the head of the bed, and the black silhouette was reflected on the cabin, which was also pretty.

The hazy light shrouded her body, which seemed much gentler than the day, and for some reason, Rong Chenning's eyes instantly floated with the smooth carcass, remembering the touch of her warm body against her body.

The only remaining anger in his heart also dissipated, and the faint warm fragrance became clearer, it was the kind of haunting smell that made his whole body burn, where was there still the thought of being angry with her.

The chamberlain left a warm stove on the cloud tooth table in front of the bed, and hot water was boiling on it.

In this way, there is no need to add hot tea at night, and the master can drink it at any time.

Rong Chenning looked at the water and suddenly had a thought.

Walking over, the window was propped up a crack, the heating in the room was slightly leaking through, and the snowflakes fluttering outside occasionally jumped onto the window lattice.

"It's snowing. He said in a low voice, knowing that Ling Makeup would not accept such a word, and he did not expect her to accept it.

At the beginning, Ling Makeup did ignore his busyness.

I don't know what he's fiddling with in and out.

Later, even if she didn't look up, she knew that he had set up a cloud tooth case and was making tea there.

In fact, the Great Yin Dynasty has been popular to make tea, the prepared tea leaves are more fragrant and eternal, boiling tea is not only troublesome, but the tea soup brewed by people who have not obtained Shen Yun is not necessarily better than boiling water, Ling Makeup thinks he is bored and looking for something to do.

Rong Chenning was very serious, and his smooth technique and elegant posture gradually attracted Ling Xuan's attention.

She watched him add salt to taste when he was "boiling", remove the water film floating on the surface of the tea soup, and scoop water in the kettle during the "second boiling", and then use a long bamboo stick to stir in the boiling water while putting in the ground tea, the tea powder seems to be mixed with the fragrance of orange peel and other things, so when the tea soup in the kettle bubbles and waves, he added the scoop of water scooped out during the "second boiling", the boiling stopped temporarily, and the room was overflowing with the fragrance of tea.

That's not all, when Rong Chenning laid out a set of seven bowls of black glazed tea set in front of Ling Makeup, and picked up the soup bottle with her own hands to pour the soup into it, she was still shocked in the end.

The tea soup is injected, the moment the soup and the porcelain meet, the set of high-quality rabbit cups on the surface of the illusion of a fantastic picture, a little clear, white milk floating on the surface, such as the book sage, and like the elegant Danqing ink painting, the heat is rising, she saw a word floating on each lamp, forming a poem, "I wish your heart is like my heart." (To be continued.) )