The warm breath, with the jumping flames in the charcoal stove, spread to every corner of the house, Rong En held the charcoal tongs, kept using the charcoal tongs to pluck the charcoal in the small bamboo basket next to the charcoal stove, put it into the charcoal stove, and picked the charcoal in the charcoal stove. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zijin watched Rong En's movements, and hurriedly stepped forward and held his hand, "Enough, this fire is already strong enough." "There's no need to add more charcoal, it's too wasteful.

Rong En slowly put down the charcoal tongs, raised his head and looked at it with a clear gaze, a little cold, a little cold.

"Is it still cold?"

His voice was full of concern, Zijin smiled and shook his head, "It's not cold, it's not cold." ”

"Ahh

The words he just said were ruthlessly debunked like this, and Zijin pursed his lips lightly at Shang Rongen's blaming eyes.

Rong En stood up and pulled the cloak for her, making sure that Zijin's delicate body was covered tightly by the cloak and that nothing was missing.

Zijin watched Rong En's slender jade fingers wrap around the strap of the cloak, flexibly shuttling and tying it for her.

Zijin's ears were his warm voice, "Although it's March now, it's still very cold, wearing such thin clothes, and daring to fall asleep on the boat, do you remember that you were seriously injured and just recovered?" ”

Although the tone was slightly reproachful, Zijin could feel the unique warmth from him.

It's just that this warmth is too beautiful, too clean, and too much for people to rely on.

Turning his face, Zijin walked to the table, lifted the cloak on his body and sat down slowly, "Come and eat, you've been waiting for me, you should be hungry too." ”

"Let's take it hot and eat it again." Rong En walked over to Zijin and sat down.

Zijin shook his head, picked up the nearest chicken with chopsticks and put it in Rong En's bowl, "The time is just right, you can eat it, it won't be hot." ”

Rong En looked at Zijin's shallow smile, was slightly stunned, picked up the chopsticks and put the chicken in his mouth, it was indeed not hot or cold, and it was suitable for eating.

"It's not cold, it's okay to eat."

Zijin hooked the corners of his lips, looked at Rong En, and wanted to ask, "Why did you change to white today?" ”

The tone of small talk is fine, but Zijin still feels uncomfortable, too similar, too much like Rong Li, like Zijin has to care, for fear that she will call Rong En Rong Li in the next sentence.

After a pause in the movement of his hand, he looked up at Zijin with a hint of injury in his eyes, "It really shouldn't be, but it reminds you of sadness." ”

The crystal crystal cracked a tiny notch at that moment.

"You can't forget your brother, so my face reminds you of him again."

Zijin put the chopsticks in his hand aside, "I'm just asking casually, why is Rong En so concerned, you are you, he is him, you and he are two completely different people, even if you have the same appearance and wear the same white clothes, you are different." ”

Zijin subconsciously felt that his tone was a little hard, and he took a deep breath and said, "Rong En is wearing white clothes, but it feels more gentle and closer. ”

"And blue is more suitable for your dusty temperament, and it's good to change it once in a while." A different state of mind is also a different experience.

In the past, Rong Li liked white, and the clothes on his body were all white, and only white and light cyan matched him best.

It's just that after the Yayuan incident, Rong Li's reputation in the imperial city has become higher and higher, and his beautiful appearance and elegant and luxurious temperament have made Zijin a little afraid.

So Zijin asked the embroidery girl in the palace to make a set of clothes of each color, and let Rong Li try them on one by one.

But no matter what kind of color Rong Li can wear, different flavors can be worn, and some simply show the temperament of Rong Li to the fullest.

This made both the embroidery girl and Zijin feel helpless, and in the end there was only one red dress left, but Rong Li saw the bright red, turned around and left.

Zijin knew that Rong Li liked plain colors, so he personally designed it, on the white clothes, less than outlining the light red cloud pattern, and gave it to him, so in the end, Rong Li accepted it and wore it, but whether it was voluntarily accepted or forced is unknown.

I only remember that Zijin coaxed him at that time and said: Rong Gongzi wears a red suit, and he is even more elegant than the white clothes.

And Rong Li just smiled slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: If the county lord likes it, he will only wear red clothes for the county lord in the future.

This is his biggest compromise, but how could Rong Li's thoughtfulness not know Zijin's true intentions.

The meal was almost finished, Zijin put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at Rong En and said, "I'm going to visit the eldest princess of Anyang in two days, and then I want to enter the palace." ”

"Got it figured?"

"Hmm."

She wants to go to Helan Yunruo to settle the past matter, she can't stand him, she wants to beat or scold, even if she pushes her into the river and drowns again, it doesn't matter, this is what she owes him.

And entering the palace is to confirm another coincidence.

Rong En put down his chopsticks and looked at Shang Zijin's eyes, without asking or objecting, but, "Pay attention to safety and come back early." ”

Eight simple words are enough for Zijin.

The door was pushed open, and Fan Yi ran in in a panic, forgetting even the basic etiquette, "Princess, princess, go and see Yan Shu, he is dying." ”

Zijin stood up from the stool with a bang, "What did you say?" ”

"Princess, Yan Shu was injured a few days ago, and now she has fallen into a coma." With tears in her eyes, two lines of tears flowed out of her eyes after she finished speaking, and she knelt on the ground and begged, "Princess, please, please, save him, Please." ”

"I'll take a look." Saying that, Zijin took a step and was about to go out, but his arm was grabbed by someone.

"Zijin, don't worry, since he is seriously injured, ordinary medical officers are not good."

Zijin turned his head a little helpless, although he tried to restrain himself, Rong En could still see through it at a glance.

"Come here."

Rong En shifted his gaze to Fan Yi, who quickly got up and stepped forward. Rong En took off a jade plaque from his body and handed it to Fan Yi, "You take it to the palace to ask the imperial doctor to come to King Lin's mansion." ”

Fan Yi wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, and carefully took the jade plate in Rong En's hand.

"Remember, his life is in your hands, whether you want him to survive or not depends on you, understand?"

Rong En's voice was as cold as snow falling, with indifference in his bones, without half feelings.

"Yes, Fan Yi understands, thank you Heavenly Master." Pink clothes excited Xiang Rongen? He bowed, turned and ran out.

Rong Enchong Zijin smiled and said softly: "There is really no one in this Lin Wangfu now, let's move to the princess's mansion in a few days, and you can't let the servants there guard the princess's mansion for you for a lifetime." ”

"If you're not sure, go check it out."

Zijin nodded and walked out.

Pushing open the door, a strong smell of blood came to his face, Zijin slowly walked in, the room was empty, except for the necessary beds, tables and chairs, and the black dagger hanging on the wall, no other items could be found.

The room was also dark, supported only by a faint remnant of wax, and the dim light of the fire danced on the wall, and the wall reflected a black shadow, although it was only a vague black shadow, but his handsome silhouette could still be clearly seen.