Rong Yuan's heart was extremely distressed, the tears on her face were like quenched daggers, piercing his heart one by one, and the blood flowed endlessly, leaving only a sober and sharp pain.

He suddenly blamed himself, he brought her to the roof, put the truth in front of her, did not want her to deceive herself anymore, let her see the good and evil of human nature in this world, he wanted to run for her, and he never seemed to ask her if he was willing to bear the result of his investigation.

Rong Yuan grabbed her slender waist, tapped her toes, and flew to the back mountain of Rong Wang's mansion. The back mountain of Rongwang's Mansion is still full of stars at the moment, and everything is clean and clean, and the summer heat has awakened a small flying insects, and a little firefly lingers, which is indescribably free and easy.

Rong Yuan's voice was slightly low: "What you meet is not human, it's not that you believe that the heart of the human heart is wrong. Don't be sad, huh? ”

"I always thought that I would exchange sincerity for sincerity, from a friend to an old friend, bending her, just like my little sister, who would be coquettish and angry, a flower could coax her tears, and people who had no city just wanted to spoil her and put all the best in the world in front of her. Her eyes really look like my sister's, they are clear..."

"It's that I don't recognize people, why am I crying now? Rong Yuan, I seem to be a little disappointed and a little unwilling, you put the truth in front of me, I took a blunt knife and cut my belief in her one by one, while hypnotizing myself and saying that it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Yurong said with tears in her eyes, covered Rong Yuan's chest and wiped a few handfuls of tears without hesitation, and was speechless.

Rong Yuan patted her back gently, and his voice was gentle: "Rong'er, I'm here." "Let her cry, the longer she accumulates in her heart, the more she will be criticized, won't she?

After a long time, feeling that the person in his arms was silent, Rong Yuan leaned over and straightened her little face: "Are you in more pain now, or are you more happy?" ”

"Of course, it's a blessing. I cry because my sincerity is not worthy, and I am sad for what I think is the kind and simple South Gate Bend, which is just my imagination, and I shed tears in the wind to mourn the passing of the South Gate Bend in my heart, am I a person who can be knocked down by pain so easily? Rong Yuan, thank you for not letting me be an ostrich with my head buried in the sand. Yurong smiled lightly, his eyes were clear, and he pulled Rong Yuan's hand and said, "Don't tell others about my crying nose!" ”

Although this body is a thirteen-year-old girl, her mind is also an eighteen-year-old girl.

Rong Yuan saw that her little face was full of playful perseverance, like a rose blooming after the wind and rain, and a charming smile appeared in her eyes: "Then Rong'er wants to bribe her husband." ”

"Rong Yuan, have you noticed that after the two of us are together, you follow every day, um," Yurong tilted his head and thought for a while, and continued: "It's the same as the sperm on the brain?" Looking at Rong Yuan's smiling face, Yurong blinked in horror, smiled and ran behind him.

Rong Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her frolicking as usual, and stood in place looking at her running pink back.

The spark is shining, her skirt is flying, weaving a charming splendid picture in the summer night, between the inches, the gorgeous clothes and brocades are all Lingren, it is difficult to hide the national color without powder, the wind is cool and the dew is heavy, his heart is like the warmth of March spring, layered, rising and flipping.

The lotus pond of the imperial garden is planted with white, yellow and pink lotus flowers, and it is also bright under the morning mist, and the rockery and fake water complement each other, and the strange interest is numerous. Nanmen Boyu put on a yellow dragon robe, retreated from the palace people around him, and said to Rong Yuan in front of him: "You have handled this matter very well." Yurong was unharmed, and the Queen Mother didn't make any trouble, so for him, it was the best ending.

Rong Yuan knew that Nanmen Boyu, as an emperor, did not care about the truth, but the current situation, Nanmen Boyu was afraid that he had already known what was right and which was wrong, and the mist was dyed with white brocade clothes, his face was like jade, and his son was beautiful. He bowed slightly: "As a courtier, just do your duty." ”

"You..." Nanmen Boyu narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Rong Yuan: "Do you admire Jingru?" ”

"My heart was made clear as early as His Majesty's birthday. Rong Yuan has only poured her alone in his life. A faint smile appeared at the corner of Rong Yuan's mouth, and his eyes were shining.

Nanmen Boyu nodded: "Guozijian will end the class in half a month, let Jingru finish reading this half month." After saying that, he left with a complicated mind.

Rongwang's Mansion, Yizhu Pavilion is as quiet as ever. The spring water is murmuring, the birds are chirping, Yurong is still asleep when Rong Yuan comes back, and the side face under the twilight is lined with the girl's face is extraordinarily soft, like fresh peach gouache, like the long eyelashes of the feather are gently closed, as if containing all the beauty of the world.

Yurong's sleeping posture is very well-behaved, the whole person is sideways to the right, and the messy hair is scattered on the brocade quilt, making the whole person more slender and weak.

When did he like her? Was it when she was dressed in men's clothes in the Qinglou, or was it the moment when she jumped and jumped in the Jade King's Mansion? It seems that it was a natural fit, and I was attracted to her for no reason, how fortunate I was to fall in love with her unique soul in this life.

After only a year and a half of getting along, he felt that time was eternal, as if it had been a long, long time.

As soon as Yurong opened his eyes, Rong Yuan held his chin with his hand and only her in his eyes, the sun shined through the window, pouring a dazzling light on his white robe, his eyebrows were like green mountains, his eyes were stunning, and his red lips were curved to hook up an arc that captivated the country: "Rong'er is early." ”

"Rong Yuan, why did I sleep in your bed again?" Yurong twisted her eyebrows, she clearly remembered that Rong Yuan said that it was late last night, it was better to spend the night in Rong Wang's Mansion, she slept in the west wing of Yizhu Pavilion, and now when she opened her eyes, it was in his room, she wanted to see how this person explained.

With her teeth exposed, Rong Yuan leaned over and kissed her cheek: "Sleeping once is no different from sleeping twice, good." ”

Yurong smiled: "Well, in this way, there is no difference between kissing once and kissing twice, isn't it?" "This belly is a black thing! She likes to be tempted to attack the shield of the son with the spear of the son.

Rong Yuan smiled more and more happily, and his tone was pleasant: "It turns out that Rong'er wants her husband to kiss again." ”

Yurong was speechless, how could Rong Yuan not play cards according to common sense! Soft grinding hard soaked Rong Yuan to see breakfast, Yurong saw him go out, so he got out of bed to get the skirt, and as soon as his feet landed, he remembered that the skirt had already tasted after being worn in the prison for two days, and he didn't know where to throw it after bathing last night.

I just tricked Rong Yuan away, what should I do now, she can't go out in her underwear, right? It's really self-inflicted. Yurong was about to cry without tears, when there was a knock on the door, and Shu Xie said softly outside the door: "Miss Yurong, can I go in?" Shizi asked me to send you a dress. ”

"Well, come in." Yurong's heart warmed, her male god is really quite reliable~