The little butler took a breath before continuing: "It is said that it is said that it was the prince who beat Tan Gongzi's head to the ground!" ”

"Bastard! Three days of trouble! Now he has beaten people to the house! ”

Prince Ming roared angrily, and the frightened little butler shook his whole body.

He closed his eyes, trembled with anger, took a deep breath, held back his anger, waved his sleeve and pointed to the door, gritted his teeth and said:

"You go, hurry up and send someone to help me get that loser back!"

"Lord Wang, the prince has returned, and now he is in the front hall, and he is ...... with Lord Tan" Thinking of the scene in the front hall, the little butler paused, as if thinking of a better word, "What about debating......"

Debating a fart is actually arguing!

Hearing this, Prince Ming's hot breath surged straight to his brain, his angry eyes were dizzy, his steps staggered, he took a step back and almost fell. Uncle Qi stepped forward to support him and comforted him in a low voice:

"Lord, don't worry, this matter hasn't been clarified yet. The son of Tan Shilang's family has a better reputation in Beijing than the son, and this time, it may not be the fault of the son. ”

Ming Wang Ye touched his forehead, his eyes were half-closed, his old face was blue and red, and he gasped:

"No matter who caused the trouble, he smashed Tan Shilang's son's head and people sued him, this matter is not a trivial matter!

Since I was a child, there hasn't been a month that hasn't seen him come back without causing some trouble! ”

He looked up at the blue sky, as if he saw something through the floating clouds, layers of sadness floated in his eyes, he let out a long sigh, and his face was tired.

"Let's go, go and see what the rebel has done."

"Lord Wang, you have to pay attention to your body, don't be angry anymore......" Uncle Qi helped Ming Wangye, while comforting, and did not forget to ask the little housekeeper to inform the kitchen to prepare Rong Shizi's dinner.

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As the night deepened, the crescent moon was on the willow tops, sprinkling silver light.

After a lively day, the Ming Wang's Mansion finally gradually quieted down, and it was quiet everywhere, occasionally hearing a few insects and frogs, dotting the lonely night.

"Miss, miss."

Feng'er hurriedly entered the yard and ran towards the house, when she came back, she vaguely heard that the eldest lady was dizzy, and her heart was anxious, and she was finally able to come from the front yard now, and stretched out her hand to push the door open.

In the room, Rong Shizi was half-sitting on the bed, leaning on a dark green pillow, one hand flat in the quilt, one horizontal on the waterfall, and the hem of his clothes was spread on the bed.

Even when he was resting, he still maintained his usual elegance and elegance, like a beautiful picture, without a trace of messiness.

Because of the shadows in the bed, the body is hidden in the dark, and only the white and blurred face is seen. Through the faint light shining in from the window, it can be recognized that it is my own eldest lady.

"Ah, Rong Shizi, why are you here......" After admiring the picture of the perfect man falling asleep, Feng'er still remembered the purpose of her coming in, and opened her mouth to exclaim.

Rong Yi's eyes that were still closed opened slowly, and under the moonlit night, his eyes seemed to be brilliant black glass, beautiful and quiet, and Feng'er was stunned again.

He raised his left hand gracefully, put his slender index finger to his lips, and whispered:

"Your young lady is asleep, don't make trouble, what's the matter, I'll talk about it tomorrow."