Steward Rong walked briskly from the gate of the palace towards Rong Nanfeng's study, and the maids who passed by stopped what they were doing, looking at the back of Steward Rong in the distance, they were all puzzled, what happened to make the butler who was not flustered in anything on weekdays so hurried.

He knocked on the door: "Lord Wang." ”

"Come in." Rong Nanfeng's lazy voice sounded from the room.

Steward Rong pushed the door in, and what he saw was Rong Nanfeng lying on his side, supporting his head with one hand, shaking a small glass of wine in the other hand, and looking at himself with half-squinted eyes.

With just one glance, Steward Rong lowered his head and didn't look at Rong Nanfeng's eyes.

"Lord Wang, there are people looking for you outside the house."

"Oh? Do you know who it is? Rong Nanfeng shook the wine cup lightly, close to his mouth.

"This man claims to be unforgiving."

After hearing the name, Rong Nanfeng's hand shook, and a mouthful of wine was poured into his mouth, the liquor irritated his throat in an instant, he didn't hold back, and sprayed it all on the head of the butler in front of him who was kneeling on the ground and bowing his head, "Ahem, why is he here." ”

"Are you alright?" Steward Rong was a little caught off guard by the sudden pouring of wine, and looked up at Rong Nanfeng with a blank expression, his wet hair was close to his skin, and water droplets fell down his cheeks and dripped down his collar.

"How many times has this king told you, if you come to Hua without forgiveness, you can bring him directly to see this king, and you don't need to report it again." Rong Nanfeng threw the wine cup aside, sat up from the soft collapse, and looked at the slightly embarrassed housekeeper in front of him, without the slightest apology.

"Yes...... The prince's lesson is that the small ones know their mistakes, and the small ones must be remembered next time. Steward Rong was startled by Rong Nanfeng's sudden increase in volume, and hurriedly lowered his head again.

"Well, take this king to him." Rong Nanfeng stood up, took the hanging coat from the side, and put it on.

"Yes." Steward Rong stood up and walked quickly in front of Rong Nanfeng.

It's already a late autumn day, and the breeze finally brings some coolness, Rong Nanfeng tightens his coat, it's still a little cold.

Rong Nanfeng saw Hua Wufu standing at the gate of the palace from a distance, he led the horse, hugged himself tightly, lowered his head, and stomped his feet in place. The white coat he was accustomed to wearing was now covered with dust, and yellow sand was constantly falling down between the collars, and he looked extremely embarrassed. Rong Nanfeng strode towards Hua Wuliang, took off his coat, and didn't care whether Hua Wuliang's body was dirty or not, and directly draped it on his body.

"Little Huahua, how did you do this, hurry in."

"You're too embarrassed to ask." Hua Wuxian glanced at Rong Nanfeng, grabbed the coat on his body, stuffed the horse rope into Rong Nanfeng's hand, and walked in by himself.

Rong Nanfeng led the horse, and watched Hua Wuliang walk past him, a little confused, did I do something?

"Hurry up and take Xiaohuahua to a hot spring and prepare a set of clean clothes for him." Rong Nanfeng handed the reins in his hand to the housekeeper on the side, and then said to the maids who gradually surrounded him, "By the way, go and prepare some hot dishes for him, this king is waiting for him in the study." ”

"Yes." The maids who received the instructions spread out in pairs in all directions and began to get busy again.

Rong Nanfeng looked at the gradually deserted surroundings, and also turned back to the study.

Rong Nanfeng, who had just stepped into the study, suddenly shook his body, as if he was a little cold. He took out the charcoal brazier from under the table and roasted it.

He cleaned up the wine cup on the table, made a new pot of hot tea, and lay back on the soft floor.

After a long time, Rong Nanfeng felt that his consciousness was a little trance, his eyelids were extremely heavy, his eyes blinked and blinked, and finally closed completely.

Hua Wuliang leaned on the edge of the hot spring pool and breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's really comfortable, I didn't expect there to be such a good place in the Northwest Palace." ”

The hot spring is built in the open air, surrounded by dense bamboo fences as high as the roof, and the entire hot spring is filled with smoke, and there is a small rockery standing in the middle of the hot spring.

"Dude, I've got your clothes here." A maid walked up behind Hua Wuliang and put aside the neatly folded clothes—a place where Hua Wuliang could reach out to him.

"Well, thank you." Hua Wuliang did not turn his head and continued to maintain the same movement.

The maid got up and caught a glimpse of his long black and smooth hair, some of which were wet and hung down to the ground, spread out haphazardly, supporting his skin even fairer, the graceful lines under the hair loomed, and her heart skipped a beat, is this dude a little too good-looking?

She hurriedly retreated and patted her head with both hands: Don't think about it anymore, work, work, if you don't work, you will be scolded by the prince.

I don't know how long I have been in the hot spring, Hua Wufor, finally got up from the hot spring, took the towel on the side, dried the water droplets on his body, put on the clothes prepared by the maid for himself, and tied his belt casually, he looked down at his plain white body, and laughed in his heart, this Rong Nanfeng really understands his preferences.

Hua Wuliang casually pulled someone and asked, "Where is your lord?" ”

"The prince is waiting for you in the study." The boy who was sweeping the floor stopped what he was doing and stretched out his hand to point in one direction.

"Thank you." After speaking, he walked towards the study.

Until Hua Wuliang walked to the door of the study, he didn't see Rong Nanfeng come out.

According to his temperament, it shouldn't be!

"Lord Wang?" Hua Wuliang knocked on the door, but no one inside answered.

It shouldn't be.

"Lord, I'm in." There was still no sound, and Hua Wufu had to push the door in.

When he opened the door, he saw Rong Nanfeng who was closing his eyes tightly on the soft collapse, and Hua Wufu, who had just stepped in, felt a bad smell coming from the surface, he hurriedly took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose. He suddenly noticed the charcoal basin burning abnormally under the table, squatted down, picked up the wooden stick on the side, and flicked it in the charcoal basin at random, and immediately understood what was going on.

He looked around, and it seemed that only the hot tea on the table with some smoke could come in handy. He picked up the teapot and poured it directly into the charcoal basin.

With the sound of sizzling, and the white smoke that kept rising, the burning charcoal basin was finally extinguished.

It's just a pity that this pot of tea is good.

Hua Wuliang stood up and waited outside the door for a while, until the smell was all gone, he put away his handkerchief, walked in front of Rong Nanfeng, and looked at his defenseless sleeping face, this man is so big that he doesn't know when someone drugged him in a charcoal basin.