Rong Xing said that the National Teacher's Mansion should be counted as a confidential matter, and told it all to this like a few treasures, relying on the Mingyue Pavilion master who sold information.

Rong Zhiwei smiled: "The national teacher is not afraid... Will I sell these things from the National Teacher's Mansion and the Rong Clan from the Mingyue Pavilion? ”

He was indifferent: "Rong'er will also live here in the future as a member of the Rong family and live with me, how can you tell these things?" ”

She pursed her lips and smiled, saying nothing else, and looked up at the still rainy sky outside.

The rain still did not stop at noon, and Rong Xing left Rong Zhiwei to eat here.

There were only the two of them sitting at a small table, and Rong Zhiwei asked suspiciously, "Isn't he coming to eat?" ”

Rong Xing knew that she was asking her younger brother Rong Zhi, so he shook his head: "Since the age of sixteen, we haven't had a table to eat again. ”

"From sixteen onwards... How old are you now? She asked.

"Four out of twenty."

Rong Zhiwei was surprised: "Eight years?!" ”

He didn't react much, just nodded slightly.

"Obviously they are twin brothers, and they live together but in different courtyards, how can they not even eat at the same table?"

Rong Xing shook his head and stopped answering.

After seeing her eat a few bites, Rong Xingcai asked with concern, "How?" Eating habits? ”

"Well... Fair. Rong Zhiwei nodded, saying that it was okay, in fact, she had already praised the craftsmanship of his cook, this was a rare meal that she felt delicious in the Central Plains for so many years: "Although I grew up in Miaojiang, I have lived in the Central Plains for a few years, and I got used to it very early." ”

"How many years has Rong'er left Miao Jiang and come to the Central Plains?"

"Thirteen years old, eighteen this year."

She said lightly, the words she said were incredible, but she seemed to be narrating a trivial matter.

Rong Xing paused with the chopsticks holding the vegetables in his hand.

"Yu Niang took me and Lianqin Lingge, and a few of us came from Miaojiang together." She didn't leave her home alone.

"Can you tell me... Why did you come to the Central Plains? ”

Rong Zhiwei smiled, bent her eyes, and said in a half-joking tone: "In order to be your destined person." ”

A heart-wrenching blow.

Rong Xing felt that the woman he fell in love with at first sight was really good, and he had nothing to say, and his vision was really good.

After eating, the two sat under the eaves and chatted for a moment with the sound of the rain ticking to the ground.

It was getting late and the rain had just stopped, and she was about to leave.

After bending over the white cat that had been lying in her arms on the ground, she greeted Rong Xing and said that she was leaving.

"I'll send you back."

He led her to stop at the main gate of the National Teacher's Mansion.

"No need, I remember the way."

When she said this, the cat that had just been placed on the ground was still at her feet, and she was very close to her.

Rong Xing glanced at the cat, reached out and pulled her sleeve, and said in a somewhat aggrieved tone: "Usually only sticks to my cat, why do you want to follow you as soon as you come?" ”

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It was also from that day on, Rong Xing ran to her side every day, Rong Zhiwei didn't seem to be very busy all day long, and occasionally when he was busy, he sat quietly and watched her busy, and only when he was busy did he come forward to chat with her and take her to visit the remote and quiet scenery in the capital.

About eight or nine days later, as soon as Rong Zhiwei removed Luo Wanqin's head card, Luo Wanqin and King Zhennan went to the backyard of Dianxiang Pavilion to look for her.

She stood downstairs, looking at Luo Wanqin, who was standing in front of her and was like a sister to her, and the heroic King Zhennan beside her, the two of them were both dressed in lake blue clothes and looked very compatible.

"This trip, I have come to thank Miss Rong, if it weren't for Miss Rong, I am afraid that Qin'er and I would not be so easy to marry."

The commander of the 300,000 army, the king of Zhennan, who was galloping on the battlefield, led Luo Wanqin and the woman in front of him who was just as tall as his chest and made a big salute.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I grew up with Bangqin since I was a child, how could I watch Bangqin step into the place in the palace that eats people and doesn't spit out bones." Rong Zhiwei rarely spoke to a Central Plains man with a smile on the corner of her lips.

"I'm really grateful to my master." Luo Wanqin let go of the hand that King Zhennan was holding her, and took the initiative to step forward and carefully hugged Rong Zhiwei into her arms: "Awei, I haven't called you like this for a few years, the second half of the month is our big day, and we will all be fine." ”

She suddenly had a sour nose, remembering the life of several people who had just left Miaojiang and came to the Central Plains, as well as the later completion of the Dianxiang Pavilion, the fame of Luowanqin, and the completion of the Mingyue Pavilion.

"Yes, we will."

Being able to meet the king of Zhennan is a good destination for Luo Wanqin.

The king of Zhennan has not yet had a wife and concubines, and Luo Wanqin is what he is going to marry as a wife. If it weren't for Rong Xing to solve the matter between the emperor and Luo Wanqin, I am afraid that the king of Zhennan would lead an army into the palace to find her.

The three of them said that at the end, Luo Wanqin took out a box from her sleeve and handed it to Rong Zhiwei: "The prince's thank you." ”

Rong Zhiwei waved her hand, retreated without any intention of receiving it, and said with a smile: "The dowry given by King Zhennan is enough, I don't want this thank you gift." ”

Looking at the backs of the two when they left, Rong Zhiwei looked up at the second floor, lying by the window, dressed in white, looking at himself with a smile.

Although Luo Wanqin is still living in the Dianxiang Pavilion, but the head card has been removed by Rong Zhiwei, she asked Luo Wanqin to rest and wait for the scenery to marry into the Zhennan Palace, and the position of the Oiran in the Dianxiang Pavilion was vacant, thinking that she was going to re-elect one to fill the vacant seat, Rong Zhiwei discussed it with Yu Niang, who was the mother of the Bustard in the Dianxiang Pavilion, and decided that the Dianxiang Pavilion would choose a new Oiran in the form of a competition.

First, someone happened to be selected to fill the vacancy of Luo Wanqin, and secondly, it was for someone to become famous in the capital and replace Luo Wanqin, who was married to a wife, to play the signboard of the Dian Xiang Pavilion.

Set a date and let people publicize it.

These days, Rong Xing still comes to accompany her every day when he is free, which has also successfully made the relationship between the two go further, and Rong Xing is very satisfied with the relationship between the two now.

Just waiting for her to finish the recent aftermath, and then make a dowry.

On the night of the Oiran, the Incense Pavilion is still very lively, even if some of the sons are sad because of Luo Wanqin, but this can't resist the surging of the newly elected Oiran.

The seats downstairs were full of people, and Rong Zhiwei and Rong Xing sat in the upper rooms of a total of three rooms on the second floor, watching the performances downstairs.

Rong Xing, who was dressed in white, sat on the soft floor casually, reached out and took out a lychee from the plate next to him, peeled the skin and handed it to Rong Zhiwei, who was sitting in his arms, and fed it to her, full of affection between his eyebrows and eyes.

Rong Zhiwei enjoyed this kind of service very much, with a smile in her eyebrows, and talked to him from time to time.

Only the performances of a few women who occasionally appear on the stage, she will watch them seriously, which includes the new Oiran of the Dian Xiang Pavilion - Lingge.