Rong Chenning has such superb tea sorting skills, which is naturally different from his advantages as a prince in the prosperous world.

The elegant and slender hands and innate posture always reminded Ling Xiang of the difference between him and Rong Xijue.

Ling Xiang looked away.

Rong Chenning put down the soup bottle, took a heart, sat back on the Taishi chair and drank it slowly, and said, "This tea is unbearable when it is cold." ”

Ling Xiang had read the biographies of his predecessors, and he could write out the words he wanted on the seven bowls of tea at will, which was the highest skill, but she knew that no matter how clever this skill was, the soup painting on the tea would not stay for long, and she glanced at the remaining six bowls of tea.

Sure enough, the end of the soup gradually dissipated at a visible speed, and after a while, only the yellow tea soup could be seen.

Ling Xiang picked up a bowl and took two sips.

Even so, Rong Chenning still smiled faintly and said, "It's a face-appreciating face." ”

"I even chewed the grass roots yesterday, let alone such good tea. ”

Rong Chenning saw that she had regained her sharp teeth, presumably with the strength in her body, and did not compete with her, got up and nodded, "Rest early." Then he turned out of the cabin.

The boat sailed at night, and the river breeze blew slowly, with a fresh coldness.

He cherishes the warmth in his heart, but he doesn't want her to be angry again, and now on the ship, it's not a good time.

The Yulin Lang stood upright in the position where the front and rear cabins were handed over, preventing the sailors behind from rushing to the front to disturb them.

Rong Chenning's heart, which had been irritable for many days, was now as quiet as water.

Losing her these days is also a bizarre experience.

When he found out that she was missing, he immediately tortured the Lu family, who had served her for the last time.

Lu Shi didn't resist much, and said coldly that she had been rescued by Xiao Jin and would never come back.

The woman's expression when she spoke seemed to think that Xiao Jin was quite capable, and since she had been taken out of the palace overnight, they would definitely not be able to recover it.

At that moment, he also had the illusion that he would never see her again.

Resentment, anxiety, mania, depression...... Instantly overwhelmed him, he didn't care about the court, the harem of the courtiers, and he didn't even think about how long he would have to look for it, so he went out of the palace to pursue it in person, and he thought about it thousands of times on the way, and found how she was going to be humiliated.

However, everything in my heart did not have any effect after seeing her. Rong Chenning clearly found that his heart had betrayed his will, and at this moment, he was calm and safe, even Xiao Jin, he had no murderous intent in his heart.

Ling Makeup's run, especially the feeling he felt at the moment he saw her, made him clearly show the weight of her in his heart.

Maybe I can't find her, I will desperately chase her to the Western Regions and I won't stop, when I see her fall into the mire, at that moment, if she dies, I'm afraid I'd rather bury her in the ground with her.

Rong Chenning looked back at the faint yellow light from the window, and smiled faintly, she already hated herself, even so, why bother to make her hate more?

He had already realized that he could not compare to the weak woman in front of him in any way than ignoring each other in anger, or torturing each other, because she really didn't want to ignore herself, and then gambling with her with the emperor's shelf was just pushing her further.

There was no word all night, and soon it was dawn again.

The boat ride was smooth sailing, a little faster than expected.

When she woke up in the morning, Ling Xiang felt that she was lightweight, and after sleeping all night, she was almost better.

I don't know if it's because of his strong body, or if it's because he's a great doctor.

The cold tea soup on the cloud tooth table has been removed, covered with a splendid tablecloth, and a set of women's clothes and makeup boxes are stacked upright.

Ling Xiang didn't want to lie on the bed anymore, so he got up and put it on.

The jade-colored middle single, the butterfly love flower jacket on the rouge ground, and the empty blue folded branch garland embroidered skirt should be the daily wear of aristocratic girls.

Ling put on makeup, walked around the outside, and sure enough, there were copper pots, copper basins, scarves, paqingyan, mouthwashes and other things.

When I touched the copper kettle, the water was still hot, and it was obviously not long to bring it in.

Ling Makeup was cleaned up, his spirit was clear, he opened the makeup mirror, and made the simplest of them, and he didn't even look at the jewelry in the makeup box.

In fact, Rong Chenning lived in the cabin next to her, and he could hear her movements in the house clearly.

Although Ling Xiang was wearing a jacket, it was really cold outside, and when she got out of the cabin, she went straight into her arms, making her feel excited.

Rong Chenning listened as she walked down the stairs, opened the window and stared at her figure.

There were many Yu Linwei standing on the first floor, not only that, but Tinghai, Yansheng and Liu Yi were also all there.

Liu Yi was already a celebrant eunuch in the Shunzuo Dynasty, and there were many apprentices in the harem, Ling Makeup knew it, and his eyes fell on the old face of Tuan Tuan.

Liu Yi owed, greeted him with a familiar smile, and saluted: "Queen Mother." ”

Ling Xiang thought a lot in his heart, but he didn't bring it out on his face, and only asked, "Where is Fu Yuhou?"

Liu Yi was embarrassed for a while, the emperor was on the ship, where did he have his own part in making his own decisions, but he had seen with his own eyes that in the emperor's place, this lady was more important than life, why didn't he know how to be such a good person?

Ling Xiang didn't embarrass him, and went to find the entrance to the bottom warehouse by himself.

Rong Chenning didn't want her to see Xiao Jin again, so she reached out and knocked twice on the window frame.

Hearing this, Ling Xiang raised his head.

"If you don't go to see him, he'll be better. Rong Chenning said a word, and then realized that his tone might be too heavy, so he stood up, saw the cloak resting on the bedside, took it in his hand, and also went downstairs and walked to her, "It's windy outside, don't come out, the boat will be able to reach Jinling soon." ”

"What are you going to do with Xiao Jin?"

"He doesn't matter. Rong Chenning thought about it all night, and had already adjusted his mentality, pulled her thin body, and wrapped the cloak in his hand around her.

What he did was beyond Ling Makeup's expectations again and again.

But she really couldn't accept his intimacy, and struggled several times to no avail, thinking that the woman's futile struggle only aroused the man's desire to conquer even more, so she stopped moving, raised her head, stared at him with a cold gaze, and said, "Your Majesty, please respect yourself." ”

"Self-respect?" Rong Chenning not only did not let go, but instead took her into his arms.

Ling Xiang couldn't stand steadily, and almost fell into his arms completely, but fortunately, she leaned her elbows between each other to avoid excessive embarrassment, but the anger in her heart didn't need to be mentioned.

"You say, why do many people want to be emperors?" Rong Chenning threw out a bait in a seductive tone, trying to arouse her argument.

Ling Xiang bit her lip and refused to talk to him.

But his heart was full of anger, surrounded by eunuchs and guards, and he behaved like this, no matter what, it would be rumored.

Rong Chenning was not annoyed at all, raised her hand and touched the scar on her cheek that was about to heal, and said in a rare and serious manner: "To be an emperor is to do whatever you want." You—I do what I want!" and answer me, why do I have to be patient?" )