Chapter 113

Chu Rong's identity

"A dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth! It's already big, okay! ”

She looked at Chu Rong with her eyes and said through gritted teeth.

Chu Rong smiled and nodded, not speaking.

They did not return to the city, but stayed in a restaurant outside the city.

When it was time to eat, the three of them ate together and returned to the room.

The terrain here is higher, the restaurant has not been destroyed too much, and it has opened its doors to welcome guests after a little repair, and it has also become a temporary residence for many homeless rich people, the restaurant is overcrowded, and Song has no choice but to live in a room with Chu Rong.

Chu Rong didn't know what he was writing at the desk, while Song Li lay down and looked at the book Chu Rong brought.

"Shizi, Pei Gongzi has a letter from there, according to their speed at this time, if there is no delay along the way, they will be able to arrive in Jinyang in three days."

Shang Qing came to the room, quietly glanced at Song Li's location, and whispered to Chu Rong.

Chu Rong nodded, put down the brush in his hand, picked up the paper full of words, dried the ink and handed it to Shang Qing, and said unhurriedly: "I know, you go down and prepare first." ”

Song Li listened to the conversation between the two, and was a little curious about who this Pei Gongzi was, as far as she knew, there was no young son surnamed Pei in Beijing.

Shang Qing took the paper and folded it in half, glanced at Song Li secretly, and then looked at Chu Rong with a look of wanting to say something.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, there are no outsiders here."

Chu Rong glanced at Shang Qing lightly and said disapprerovingly.

"Shizi, what do you mean by this, the emperor?"

Seeing Chu Rong say this, Shang Qing no longer hesitated, and quickly asked.

"Heh......" Chu Rong chuckled, his eyes were a little obscure, "We didn't hide our whereabouts all the way, even the people who left the child can find out that we are the emperor, he just wants to warn me." ”

Song Li moved her body and then started from the soft collapse, looking at Chu Rong curiously, her eyes were shining, she had already noticed that the relationship between Chu Rong and Emperor Tianxuan was a little delicate, and now that she heard Chu Rong say this, she suddenly felt that there must be something between Chu Rong and Emperor Tianxuan that ordinary people don't know.

"What did he warn you?"

Seeing Chu Rong looking at her, she no longer concealed her gossip and asked curiously.

"Warn me that he knows where I am, so that I don't think about anything else that I shouldn't be."

Chu Rong did not hide it and said truthfully.

Seeing Chu Rong tell Song Li without reservation, a trace of worry flashed on Shang Qing's face.

Song Li thought about Chu Rong's words repeatedly, only to feel that his brain was a little insufficient.

"That ......"

She scratched her head, a little unsure where to start.

"I left the capital in secret."

Looking at Song Li's face full of entanglement, Chu Rong smiled softly and said slowly.

Song Li immediately sorted out his thoughts.

Chu Rong secretly left the capital, and the first time she saw Chu Rong, he was showing people in a mask, obviously he didn't want to be recognized. He left Beijing without the emperor's will, and the sudden disappearance of a living person would definitely arouse suspicion, so the Pei Gongzi in Shang Qing's mouth was likely to be the person who was disguised as Chu Rong and stayed in the capital to hide people's eyes.

She slowly spoke out what she was thinking.

Chu Rong smiled and nodded, acknowledging the truth of what she said.

"Then what's the matter with that fake Chu Rong coming to Jinyang?"

She still couldn't figure it out, since the emperor already knew that Chu Rong in the capital was fake, why didn't he recall it directly, but let the fake one come out?

"The floods in the south are serious, and there are large and small floods every year during the rainy season, but this year the damage is more serious, so I asked me to help the magistrate deal with the flood problem."

Song Li nodded slowly, and finally sorted out the matter, but aren't Emperor Tianxuan and Chu Rong uncle-nephews? But looking at Chu Rong's appearance and Emperor Tianxuan's actions, there doesn't seem to be much affection between the two, and it looks more like a relationship between monarchs and ministers.

Thinking of the word warning used by Chu Rong, a hint of inquiry flashed in her eyes, "Isn't the emperor your uncle?" She thought for a moment and asked the doubts in her heart again.

Chu Rong smiled without saying a word, only throwing her a meaningful smile.

She couldn't see through Chu Rong's appearance, and she couldn't tell the relationship between him and Emperor Tianxuan.

Chu Rong stopped talking, and picked up the pen again on the paper and didn't know what to write.

Song Li got up and came to Chu Rong, looking at his handwriting, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Chu Rong's handwriting is powerful, but the two strokes of Qiankun are a little dilapidated, the two palaces of Qiankun represent the two palaces of the parents, the dilapidated of Qiankun is the death of both parents, Princess Jing is deceased but King Jing is still alive......

The handwriting does not deceive, although she is not as proficient in word measurement as physiognomy, but she is also wrong in this simple thing.

So there is only one possibility, Chu Rong is not the son of King Jing!

"Who the hell are you!"

Her eyes suddenly sharpened.

Chu Rong's hand trembled, the tip of the pen smeared a thick ink on the paper, and he raised his eyes to see Song Li's eyes flickering and disappearing.

Song Li took the different color in Chu Rong's eyes into his eyes, and Chu Rong's expression just confirmed her guess.

"Chu Rong ......"

Chu Rong said lightly, took out the ink-dyed rice paper on the table, crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground, took out a clean piece of rice paper and spread it on it to continue writing.

"You're not Chu Rong!"

Song Li looked at Chu Rong and said seriously word by word.

Chu Rong stopped the movement in his hand, then put down the brush, looked at Song Li intently and smiled: "I'm not Chu Rong, who am I?" ”

Song Li was a little speechless when she was asked, she pursed her lips, and a little different color appeared in her eyes, "Looking at your handwriting, you can clearly tell that your parents died early, and King Jing is still alive, so you are definitely not from King Jing's Mansion!" She raised her voice abruptly and asked loudly, "Who the hell are you!" ”

Listening to this exactly the same question, a trace of depth flashed on Chu Rong's face, she also knew his identity from his handwriting at the beginning......

"Shouldn't you know exactly who I am?"

His mind sank slightly, and he looked at Song Li without squinting.

Song Li frowned, a little ununderstanding what Chu Rong meant.

"You questioned me like this last time, and the content hasn't even changed, I told you before, but you forgot."

Chu Rong glanced at her lightly, and then lowered his head to cover the darkness in his eyes.

Song Li lost her mind again, how many important things did she forget......

"So you're not really Chu Rong, are you?"

Chu Rong nodded unabashedly and then interrupted what she was about to say next, "I never hid it from you, I told you everything, you forgot it yourself, so you don't have to ask again, I won't tell you anything again this time, you can think about it, you can't just think about it." ”

Seeing Chu Rong's words at this point, she had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

She looked down at the paper ball that was still on the ground by Chu Rong, her heart was mixed, and with the development of many things, she realized how important the things she had forgotten were.

Chu Rong is not King Jing's own son, so his relationship with Emperor Tianxuan is so ambiguous, and it is obvious that Emperor Tianxuan also knows his identity.

She turned back to lie down on the soft couch, her head racing, trying to retrieve the memories she had forgotten.

Chu Rong glanced at her and stopped talking, and the room suddenly fell silent.

Shang Qing looked back and forth between the two, and then couldn't stand the gloomy atmosphere and quickly left.

Little by little, it was fast evening and it was evening.

Song Li still didn't have a clue.

Those memories seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and she couldn't remember them even if she wanted to.

"Okay, don't think about it if you can't remember, let's go eat first."

Chu Rong didn't know when he came to her, seeing that she looked lost and depressed, her eyes were sometimes confused, sometimes hurried, sometimes empty, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"Oh, okay."

Chu Rong's words pulled her out of her boundless thoughts, and she didn't ease up a little, so she followed Chu Rong downstairs.

Downstairs, Shang Qing had already ordered the food.

The hall was filled with diners, from well-dressed children of wealthy families to ragged victims.

Seeing the two people appear, they all stopped and looked at the two of them stupidly.

Although Jinyang is rich in beautiful men and women, they are not as dazzling as the two in front of them.

Every word and deed is like an immortal walking out of a painting, standing together is simply a natural pair of talented women and women.

"This old fox is eye-catching everywhere!"

Looking at everyone's appearance, Song Li glared at Chu Rong jealously and muttered in a low voice.

"Not really, you're actually quite eye-catching."

Hearing Song Li's muttering, Chu Rong showed a clear and warm smile on his face, and said lightly.

"Cut!"

Song Li sneered, and quickly ran downstairs to distance himself from Chu Rong.

"This little lady stays!"

At this time, a dignified-looking young man who was full of alcohol stopped Song Li, and the folding fan in his hand crackled.

He smiled evilly in front of Song Li, he arched his hands and asked unhurriedly: "I don't know who the little lady's surname is, where she lives, but there is a marriage match, and the little one is not the one who fell in ......love with the girl at first sight."

"Get out!"

Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted impatiently by Song Li, and the smile on his face looked at Song Li with a look of disgust, and a sense of shame suddenly came to his heart.

"You little......

"Get out!"

Song Li interrupted the man's scolding again, and at the same time, a terrifying momentum emanated from his body.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, don't you understand?"

She ignored the anger on the man's face and scolded in a deep voice.

"What a clever little girl, what's wrong with you today? The master talked to you in a good voice, but you actually scolded the master for being a dog? I have to teach you a lesson today, this clever little girl! ”

He used the strength of the wine to make a splash, wanting to regain his lost face, and as he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed Song Li.

"You think Lord Yama has made you impatient for a long time, right?"

Song Li's figure flashed and quickly dodged, and then scolded with a dark face.

Chu Rong slowly walked to Song Li's side, looking at Song Li with murderous intent, a little helplessness crossed his face, he touched Song Li's face soothingly, and then said to Shang Qing: "Beat people out." ”

Shang Qing quickly received the order.

He quickly came to the man in a flash, and before the man could react, he kicked the man to the ground, he looked at the man condescendingly, and the killing intent in his eyes was full of intent, "If you don't want to die, get out!" ”

The man was kicked by Shang Qing and groaned, he looked at Chu Rong and Song Li with resentful eyes, and gasped and scolded: "You are dead, my mother is the lord of Wanqing, wait for me to go back and tell me that my mother will definitely catch you, and you must ......."

Before he could finish his threatening words, Song Li was interrupted by a slap.

"Your father and I are not afraid of King Pingyang, will I be afraid of a Wanqing county lord?"

She tugged at the man's collar and said with a sneer.

Looking at Song Li, who was fearless and not drunk at all, the man suddenly panicked.

He looked at Song Li in horror, he couldn't imagine that he had provoked someone, and he was not even afraid of his mother and grandfather.

Song Li sneered, and the killing intent in his eyes ran out little by little.

King Pingyang hid private soldiers, mined iron ore privately, created a base to build weapons, any of them were a big crime of raiding the family, and in her eyes, King Pingyang was no different from a dead man.

Why should she be afraid of a dead man?

This guy behaves frivolously, and his feet are swollen at the moment, and he is obviously a gentleman who only knows how to eat and drink, and today he stopped her with frivolous words and deeds, obviously she does this kind of thing on weekdays, and I don't know how many women have been ruined.

If he is unlucky to meet her today, she will clean up the portal for Emperor Tianxuan!

Thinking that she raised her hand mercilessly and slapped the other side of the man's face, two sharply symmetrical slap prints suddenly appeared on his face.