The pumpkin millet porridge for breakfast is very light, the yellow rice grains and sweet and glutinous pumpkin, with sweet corn syrup, the corners of Yurong's mouth are crooked.

After the meal was full, Shu Xie cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, Rong Yuan looked at her with a satisfied look and smiled: "Guozijian still has half a month to end the class, Sun Xijiu said that the South Gate Wanwan was suspended due to illness, and he may not go again in this half month."

"It's the Queen Mother you went to, right? The queen mother must be very angry, and the south gate is grounded. Yurong sneered, the original intention of the Queen Mother was to make Nanmen Wanwan reflect, according to yesterday's opinion, I am afraid that the grounding will make Nanmen Wanwan's psychology more distorted.

Rong Yuan nodded: "I'll go over the mountain if it doesn't come, we just need to wait for the south gate to bend and jump over the wall." Yurong blinked: "Then I still have to go to Guozijian to study," after a pause, Yurong said, "Rong Yuan?"

"Huh?" Rong Yuan's voice is shallow, and the word that rises at the end with his outstanding and clear voice also seems to be melodious.

The corners of Yurong's mouth pursed and smiled slightly: "Now that I have come out of the prison of six doors, have you forgotten something?"

Rong Yuan's poison has been bothering her for a long time, but he has been perfunctory with the word nothing, although he knows that Rong Yuan doesn't want her to worry, but she still can't help it, probably if she likes it, she will be worried, and if she likes it, she can't help it.

Although she asked maybe she couldn't help Rong Yuan do anything, and even seeing the pain that Rong Yuan deliberately suppressed every time he mentioned it, she felt that it must be someone or something that hurt him deeply, and she couldn't convince herself not to ask. Rong Yuan asked her to lift her head from the desert, and now let her lead him out of some unknown haze!

The curvature of the corners of Rong Yuan's mouth was very shallow, so light that it was like a feather in the wind, helpless, only the long silence gradually filled the surroundings, and his voice was as light as usual: "My poison is from Princess Rong."

Yurong thought about countless possibilities, but she didn't expect it to be Princess Rong, no wonder Rong Yuan mentioned that Nanmen Wanwan was her cousin, and he only said that Princess Rong and the emperor were sisters and brothers born of the same mother, and never mentioned the word mother.

Yurong stepped forward and hugged him tightly: "Rong Yuan, I'm here." Now she can give him the same warmth he gave her before, giving him some strength to bear the pain with him.

Rong Yuan hugged her and said with a smile: "It's all over."

"What kind of poison is this?" Yurong said in a sullen voice, Rong Yuan has been poisoned for five years without an antidote, maybe if it is a strange poison, the antidote can be found in that ancient book.

"Yes..."Capturing the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, Rong Yuan stopped, and Yurong looked up at him: "What is it?"

There was a knock on the door, and Xin Li's voice came: "Shizi, the emperor is urgent." "Well, what's the matter?" Rong Yuan's voice was calm, no different from usual. He didn't want Yu Rongtian to worry, and he was afraid that this girl felt that he didn't want to talk to her, so he heard the footsteps and calculated to speak.

"It's an envoy from overseas, who brought valuable congratulatory gifts, all the way to the capital, and the Ministry of Rites was recommended by the book, because of the language barrier, the emperor is convening the ministers to find a way." Xin Li replied.

"Prepare the carriage." Rong Yuan commanded.

Yurong's heart moved: "Overseas envoys?"

Rong Yuan saw her smiling face, and his heart understood: "Rong'er wants to go along?"

Yurong pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Mu Xiu Yulin?" She remembered what Rong Yuan told her before.

Rong Yuan listened to her teasing and smiled slowly: "It is better to believe in books than to have no books, and the words of the ancients are still deceiving!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked out of Yizhu Pavilion hand in hand.

If you are just to avoid risks, wouldn't it be a villain with ill intentions? It is destined that there will be a very small number of particularly good people in every era, who will not only bear the light, but also not be afraid of the darkness, they try their best to blindfold themselves and deceive themselves that the world is beautiful, but the darkness always breeds quietly in unknown corners, although they are preparing to attack, so why not show the edge?

The design of the Renzheng Hall is wide and bright, with ten heavy stone pillars arranged symmetrically in order, each with a dragon carved with different expressions and movements, whether it is a dragon with half-squinted dragon eyes ready to attack or a dragon soaring among the clouds, it is all the same lifelike.

The dragon seat above the staircase is plated with a layer of extremely pure gold, which is scorching even when the sun does not shine on the upper steps. At this moment, there are more than 100 officials and scholars standing in the Renzheng Palace, all of whom have a headache.

They don't understand the bird language at all, and they hope that it will all be on Rong Shizi, who has not yet shown up. The Ministry of Rites Shangshu had already soaked out a thin layer of sweat, and the blonde and blue-eyed envoy next to him was also curious at this time to look like a courtier in the palace, but his eyes were secretly wandering.

The most normal expression of the people in the hall is the expressionless emperor Nanmen Boyu, although he also has a headache.

"Rong Shizi has arrived, and Jingru has arrived." The eunuch's sharp voice broke the silence in the hall, and all the ministers were immediately relieved: Rong Yuan always has a way.

Nanmen Boyu said one word without being salty: "Xuan." The attention of the ministers is on Rong Yuan's coming, but he is curious about how Yurong came with him, it is said that women should not show up on such occasions, and Nanmen Boyu also doesn't know why he will allow the two to go to the palace together, perhaps, it is Aiwu and Wu, and he wants to meet her.

The two appeared in the main hall one after the other, Rong Yuan was dressed in a white brocade robe, the corners of the sleeves were bamboo leaves, and the sleeves were swaying slightly, his eyes were indifferent, the high bridge of his nose was like a bright galaxy across the night sky, his thin lips were cold, and the whole person was elegant and dusty, dancing like a fairy. The jade face beside him is like a shock, wearing a light pink long-sleeved Su brocade skirt, there are layers of mallow on the skirt but it is not redundant, and the girl's soft skin is even brighter and indifferent, lively and dignified, and the girl's appearance of the first growth can be seen at a glance. Judging from their appearance and temperament alone, the two of them are really a pair of beautiful people who envy others.

Nanmen Boyu had a moment of trance, like! It's so much like it! There seems to be a voice in the body shouting, have her, have her, do you want to miss the second chance! Another voice said with a little sad anger: It's not enough for you to destroy her once, now do you want to destroy her a second time!

Nanmen Boyu gritted his teeth, came back to his senses and said to Rong Yuan: "Can the palace people explain the matter?"

Rong Yuan nodded: "It's already clear."

“Areyouthetranslator？ Ohmygod！ It‘sgreat! I‘mwaitingforyoutoolong！ The envoy's face was full of joy: "Youarehandsome!" He had been suffocated for so long with a group of people who didn't understand the language, and looking at the relieved expressions of everyone after the two came in, he guessed that this man was Rong Yuan was the translator.