(xv)

There was no sound at all in the huge palace, the red candles were crackling, and the wind outside was very loud, as if someone was crying.

Yan Rin was stunned on the dragon chair for a long time, and Shi Jingyuan stood quietly on the side and watched him in a daze. Today's words of Zi Yuemo really hurt him, and Shi Jingyuan understood it very well in his heart. But he felt that he was doing it himself, and he just refused to let himself out of that dead alley.

That's it, let him hurt once in a while, knowing that being willful is not necessarily bad. When he heard that he wanted Ling Chi Rongqian, Shi Jingyuan was the first to come out and oppose it. Rong Qian has the name of the minister who entrusted the orphan, although he can't keep it, he can't kill it openly like this. If his court has not yet sat down, he will take the heroes to open the knife, and the people's hearts will definitely be scattered and panicked, which is not a good thing for the country or the court. It's just that Yan Rin was irrational when he encountered Rong Qian's matter, obviously he could understand the gains and losses of Rong Qian in this way, but he couldn't see it clearly because it was Rong Qian. was willful, but it cost him a lot.

Rong Qian's thinking and actions, Shi Jingyuan thought about it from Feng Changqing. When he heard it for the first time, Ren is Shi Jingyuan was also stunned on the spot. The shock had shattered all his ingenuity and composure. It turned out that the original man, he never gave up his pride; It turned out that person, he never stopped caring about the emperor; It turned out that the man, he never forgot his responsibility; It turned out that the man, he never tried to betray!

It turns out that everything is their self-righteousness. The man stood there with a smile on his face, quietly waiting for them to grow up, quietly teaching them in the dark, quietly watching them drive him to death, quietly accepting his own death. It was so calm, as if he had transcended everything, as if he had seen everything, as if he had come here to accept this death.

So, what exactly did they do? They struggled for five years, they struggled for five years, they suffered for five years, but they all grew and strengthened according to that man's ideas, and then beat him to death with a ruthless heart. And he was still able to watch their growth with a smile on his face and a relieved face in the process of such a plan, knowing his own sacrifice, happy for them, and happy for them!

At that moment, the moment he knew the truth, even Shi Jingyuan couldn't help but reach out and press his chest. It was Rong Qian who brought him to the emperor's side, it was Rong Qian who taught him the truth of being a minister, it was Rong Qian who taught them the way to govern the country, and it was Rong Qian who always guided them on the road of growth...... But he never realized the sincerity behind that wicked smile, the painstaking effort after that arrogant and lascivious action, and the worry behind the arrogance that no one in his eyes.

It turns out that the person has never changed, and it is they who have changed. They become concerned about power, but they become oblivious to believing.

After a while, Yan Rin slowly raised her head, and her voice was hoarse: "Jingyuan, accompany me to see the Prime Minister's Mansion." I've been ...... for a long time Didn't go. "yes, it's been a long time. Since he went to Zuo Xiang's Mansion five years ago and heard the conversation between Rong Qian and Prince Du Lei, he has never been there. Zuo Xiangfu, the paradise of that childhood, but accumulated dust in the long river of time and was forgotten by him in the corner of memory.

Shi Jingyuan looked at his gloomy expression, and wanted to say that it was inappropriate for the emperor to leave the palace without permission, but he opened his mouth but never said it. Maybe it would be better for him to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he couldn't let Yan Rin sink into his own self-blame and regret like this. Eventually, he nodded: "The minister obeys." ”

In the evening, Shi Jingyuan accompanied Yan Rin to Zuo Xiang's Mansion quietly. Looking at the still familiar mansion, Yan Rin felt that her eye sockets were a little hot, buried her head, and forced her tears to be buried. When I was a child, every time I came here, I was always full of joy, because I knew that inside this high-walled gate, there was that person's smile, that person's figure, and that person's eternal love.

habitually walked in from the side door and pushed the door open, only to lose the courtyard of the owner for more than ten days, but it became a decay that Yan Rin could not imagine. The flowers are left untended, withered, overgrown with weeds, and have lost their memory of neatness and vitality.

"Jingyuan!" “…… Wechen is here! Shi Jingyuan was stunned by Yan Rin's stern voice for a while. Arrange manpower to take care of this left prime minister's mansion as in the past! Neither is allowed to be different! "Obey."

Taking a deep breath, Yan Rin remained calm and walked into the courtyard. I didn't take a few steps, but I stopped again and couldn't take a step. In the courtyard, the familiar hammocks and swings of the past are all hung in the courtyard, as if they have never been removed from there. Yan Rin walked over slowly with a somewhat vain step, his hand slowly stroked the plaything of his childhood, and a thin layer of ash suddenly accumulated on his fingers.

If you have never cleaned it in normal times, how can it be more than this dust? A childish voice appeared in his head: "Appearance! What is it? Then the warm voice said softly: "This is a swing, which was made by the minister for the emperor." Shake it up, but it's fun! Closing his eyes, he remembered that he always liked to swing high on the swing unscrupulously, so that Rong Xiang stared at him nervously from the sidelines, and he always liked to laugh at that time, and felt that the wind was really good in his ears. And Rong Xiang saw that he was happy, and he never disturbed his interest.

"Who are you? Why trespass into the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion? Also, you can't touch that thing! A woman's voice came from behind the two of them, interrupting Yan Rin's memory. Turning around, a woman dressed in pale blue stood behind them with a basin of water. As soon as she saw Yan Rin turn around, she immediately knelt down: "Slave maid please the emperor!" The slave maid disturbed the emperor's interest, please punish the emperor! ”

"Flatten. Out of the way. Who are you? Why is it in this left prime minister's mansion? "The slave and maid Rong Yin are the subordinates in the Zuo Prime Minister's mansion, and they have been serving by Rong Xiang's side. After the slave and the slave disappeared, no one took care of the prime minister's house, so the slave and the maid cleaned here every day. It's just that the prime minister's mansion is too big, and the slaves and maids are still injured, so they are cleaning slowly. ”

"Injuries still not healed?" "Yes. The slave maid, three days before Rong Xiang's arrest, was thrown out of the Prime Minister's mansion by Rong Xiang and seriously injured. "You're the maid who was thrown to vomit blood?" Yan Rin remembered that Mr. Wang had said that a maid knelt on the ground and begged Rong Qian to let her serve, but Rong Qian still threw her out without hesitation and was seriously injured.

"It's the slave." "It's rare that Rong Xiang has such a loyal servant by his side. He hurt you like this, don't you hate him? Seeing that Rong Yin was still doing her duty in this prime minister's mansion, Yan Rin suddenly had a good impression of her.

"The life of the slave and the maid is given by Rong Xiang, that is, for Rong Xiang to die, the slave and the maid are also willing. Moreover, the slave and maid knew that Rong Xiang threw the slave and maid out because Rong Xiang knew that he was going to suffer a disaster, and he was afraid that he would affect me, so he threw the slave and maid out ruthlessly. Looks hard, how dare the slave and maid resent? Besides, it is Rong Xiang who raised the slave and maid, like his own father, how can the slave and the maid take revenge and resent the benefactor who raised him and always protects and teaches the slave and maid? Even livestock can't do that! ”

Yan Rin was a little silent for a while, unable to find anything to say. After a while, he spoke: "You said he saved you?" "Yes. The slave maid was originally not surnamed Rong, but surnamed Cheng. When he was six years old, the Huai River burst its embankment and caused a natural disaster, and all the slave and maid's family members were washed away by the water, leaving only the slave and maid. Just when the slave was so sick that she was starving to death, it was Rong Xiang who rescued the slave and the maid, brought the slave and the maid home, and let the slave and the maid read and learn words like other children, and taught us as if we were our own children. The slave was grateful for Rong Xiang's great kindness, so she took Rong Xiang's surname. When the slave maid was eleven years old, the first emperor died, and Rong Xiang dismissed everyone in order to protect the emperor and protect us. The slave and maid begged for a face at that time, so that they could stay and serve him. ”

"You say...... He dismissed you to protect me? Yan Rin's voice trembled a little, and she was anxious to ask about the past of her appearance that she didn't know.

"Yes. At that time, Prime Minister Rong carried you into the palace and told us that there will be many people in the court who are not good for you, and in order to protect you, he must enter the palace, so he will not be able to protect us, so he dismissed all the children he had taught and cultivated for five years for you. ”

Yan Rin suddenly became a little unsteady, and Shi Jingyuan hurriedly supported him from behind. He never knew about these things! The sacrifices Rong Xiang made for him, he never tried to know. Just to make him healthy, just to make him happy, just to make him worry-free, Rongxiang never let him know what he did for him, what he gave up for him, what he sacrificed for him! And he, just like this, took it for granted, enjoyed his care, his love, his pampering, but never thought about how much Rong Xiang had given up behind everything he had done for him.

"Did Rong Xiang leave anything in the house?" Yan Rin tried hard to suppress the surging tide and asked.

"Leave something behind? The slave doesn't know. The slave only knew that as long as there were things related to the emperor in this house, they must have been left by Rong Xiang. Even this swing is not allowed to be touched casually on weekdays. Because this is the plaything of the emperor's baby. Rong Xiang knew that the emperor would never come again, but he still kept it so persistently, and kept it clean at any time. ”

After speaking, before Yan Rin could speak again, Rong Yin remembered something and said: "Rong Xiang has an extremely secret box in the study, and he has to wipe it himself every time to prevent people from touching it." A few days ago, he wrote something to put inside, but he wouldn't let us touch it, and the slave didn't ask him. The emperor's words should be able to be seen, do you want the slave to bring it for the emperor? ”

"No need! …… I'll just see for myself. If you look like something, just keep it as it is. ”

"Yes." Rong Yin didn't say much, just hung his head and took Yan Rin and Shi Jingyuan to the study. The study is very clean, dusty, and carefully lit with a faint dragon incense, calming down. The case is also prepared with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which is not bad at all, as if someone wants to use it at any time.

Seeing the surprise on Yan Rin's face, Rong Yin explained lightly: "The study is the place where Rong Xiang is most often there. He always stayed here until late, either to review and reciprocate, or to think about national affairs for the emperor, and he never slept for no more than two hours a day. Therefore, the study is the first place where the slave maid cleans. ”

Yan Rin looked around at the familiar study. When he was young, he always liked to snuggle up to Rong Xiang and call him with his mouth open and closed. Rong Xiang was helpless, so he would stop writing and hold the little him on his lap, wrap his warm arms around him, and whisper stories to him. He grew up in such a pampering appearance. However, the warmth of that arm, he may ...... Never feel it again!

Why is he so stubborn? Why is he so egoistic? Why did he distrust Rong Xiang so much! That person, although not his father, was him, who raised him little by little, taught and cultivated him little by little, and pampered and cared for him in every way. He had read so many books, but why had he forgotten the care of his parents in the books? Rong Xiang is the one who raised him! Anyone can doubt him, anyone can resent him, but they can't believe him!

"Your Majesty, this is the box!" Rong Yin's voice interrupted his thoughts, and he realized that unconsciously, he had been propped up on the edge of the table. But the moment he opened his eyes and saw the box, he couldn't help but exclaim: "This box!" ......" Rong Yin lowered his head and looked carefully: "What's wrong with this box?" The appearance is very precious, I wipe it by myself every day, and I always smile when I wipe it, and I smile with a happy face. At the end, I mysteriously put something inside, but I have to take it out every day and look at it like a treasure, and I don't know what's inside. ”

If he could, how much he wanted not to hear anything at the moment, or if Rong Yin suddenly became dumb at the moment, then his heart would not have to hurt so much.

How could he not recognize this box? When he was ten years old, he thought Rong Xiang was sick and was very worried, so he made food for him in the kitchen and quietly sent it to the house.

At that time, his sadness, his sadness, he has not forgotten to this day. But it turned out that his sadness and sadness were useless! Rong Xiang had already quietly taken it out and ate the mooncake that he had made ugly and weird and didn't know what it would taste like. Not only that, but Rong Xiang will also keep the box containing food so carefully and treasured to this day!

For a moment, Yan Rin felt that her breathing had stopped. He couldn't hear Shi Jingyuan's worried call, he couldn't see Shi Jingyuan's worried face, and he couldn't feel Shi Jingyuan's hand coming over to support him. crumbling, he only knew that it was what he gave Rongxiang, but it was also something that Rongxiang cherished. His appearance has always loved him like this! It has always been like this, cherishing everything he has as the most precious thing!

Yin didn't seem to see his pale face, as if he didn't know that he was about to fall down at the moment, but he still looked at the box and said to himself: "I didn't know where Rong Xiang got this box last time, and every time I had a meal, I always had to praise the emperor once, and my face was about to smile when I talked." When the emperor has any difficulties, when there is any problem, Rong Xiang will always come to the study worriedly that day, and he will work hard until midnight, and sometimes even go directly to the morning, and go directly to the court as soon as he wears the court clothes. During that time, I don't even know how much weight he lost......"

"Enough!" A break interrupted Yin's self-talk, Yin looked up in fright, and saw Shi Jingyuan supporting Yan Rin, with a look of unbearability. And Yan Rin, whose face was like ashes, clenched his fists and forced himself to stand. Rong Yin knelt down: "The slave is too talkative, please punish the emperor!" ”

Yan Rin spoke slowly, her voice hoarse: "Rongyin, Jingyuan, you all go out." What to do, what to do, to leave me here alone. I don't give orders, I don't let in. "Your Majesty!" "Get out!"

Rong Yin slowly put the box back in its place, and went down after a blessing, Shi Jingyuan looked at Yan Rin, and finally stomped his feet and followed helplessly.

Rong Yin looked at the room and snorted coldly in his heart: My emperor, the show has just begun! turned around and was about to go to the kitchen, but was pulled by Shi Jingyuan: "You did it on purpose!" Shi Jingyuan said very firmly, with a slight threat.

Rong Yin smiled coldly: "Shi Shizi, the slave and maid are just subordinates, and if you don't understand the rules, please punish the prince." It's just that the prince said that the slave and maid were deliberate, and the slave and maid didn't know what they meant. The emperor wanted to know about the appearance, and the slave and maid obeyed the order and told him, the slave and the maid just obeyed the holy will, and asked the prince not to embarrass the slave and maid. The slave and maid still had to prepare a meal, and the slave and maid retired first. ”

Shi Jingyuan had no choice but to let go of Rong Yin and looked in the direction of the study worriedly. In the kitchen, Purple has been waiting there for a long time.

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(xvi)

In the main control room of the small building, Witch Zhang was staring at the big screen with an excited face, watching the purple in the kitchen give something to the shade, whispering something, and talking to a certain fox: "Light dust and light dust!" The show is coming! Hey, are you sure that 'distraction' of yours works? ”

Fang Qingchen's gloating voice came from the loudspeaker: "The level of Jinjie, you don't trust?" "Trust, of course, trust! I'm just afraid that in case, that will not achieve our goal of abusing Xiaorong's children! But this time, we also pulled Jinjie into the water, I don't know if Jinjie will find us to settle accounts after the autumn. "Hmph, who told him to lose to me last time." Fang Qingchen's voice was full of indifference. Anyway, that guy from Jinjie has been busy looking for his family Lu Dongli recently, how can he have the heart to care about what they do!

Speaking of why the two of them are here, planning to abuse Yan Rin here. This stems from the fact that Fang Qingchen has been in a bad mood recently, and he was sent to the present world by the professor to clean up his mess, and when he saw a Chu State that was messed up and the people were not happy, he was just unhappy and wanted to find someone to vent. And the witch classmate adheres to her usual Tanmei feelings, and wants to test Xiaorong's weight in Yan Rin's heart. So one day, in the process of talking about this and that, the two couldn't help but hit it off, and unanimously decided to target Xiaorong and his children.

As for "Thinking Worried", it is that Jinjie came back after being an imperial doctor in the first life, and with the feelings of a doctor, he likes to make something out when he has nothing to do, which is one of his experiments. It is said that there is an illusion and a dreamy effect, and the deeper a person's obsession with something, the better the effect. To put it bluntly, it's something like hypnosis. It didn't matter, and after making a record, he threw the results aside. It was a time when there was no PK in the game to win Qingchen, and he won it.

"It's really rare to say that Qingchen, you, a cold-blooded animal, will actually be upset for Xiao Rong!" "Do you think you're the only one who has classmate love?" Qingchen snorted coldly from his nose and lay lazily on horseback looking at the sky.

is also dealing with the king, and the cold-blooded ruthlessness in the world can not be compared to the truth of the emperor's family, he can't understand it very well. It's just that Yan Rin, a stinky boy, is so lucky, and he met Xiao Rong, who is too stupid to do it. That guy is a saint and has become accustomed to it, obviously he is sad, but he comforts himself and says that his child has a future, he should be happy, proud, gratified, and willing to dedicate himself to him, so brainless that he can't wait to knock on his head to see what it is made of. Xiao Rong, that guy was so sluggish that he didn't even know that he was injured.

But he is different, he doesn't have Xiaorong Sage, he doesn't have Xiaorong to think openly, he doesn't have Xiaorong so tolerant. If anyone bears him, he will take revenge a thousand times over, and he will not be soft-hearted. Xiao Rong felt sorry for his child, and he was never willing to let that heartless stinky boy know about his grievances, for fear of making him more sad and sad. But Xiao Rong is reluctant, it doesn't mean that he is reluctant, and if he doesn't give Xiao Rong this breath, even he himself will be panicked.

In the room, Yan Rin hugged the box in a daze. It's a pattern that's long been unfamiliar, a style that's long been unfamiliar, but at first glance, it's immediately recognizable. Why? Is this the first time he has made something for Rong Xiang, which means a lot to him? Haha, Yan Rin couldn't help but laugh at herself. Rongxiang has done so much for you, you have never remembered, you yourself only did it once for Rongxiang, but you can remember it so clearly. Yan Rin, Yan Rin, you are really a selfish person, you have never known how to take it for granted from Rong Xiang, but you have never thought of returning.

Carefully open that box. I thought it was such a big box back then, but now it is so small, and as soon as I open it, the heavy ink fragrance emanates out. When I looked closely, there were a number of yellowed pages neatly placed inside, but there was not even a single wrinkle.

I don't know why, even my breath trembled for a while, and my hands seemed to have lost all their temperature, and they were cold. Reaching out, he gently took out the page, opened it, and suddenly there was a drop of water on the paper, and he easily blurred away the carefully protected ink.

On the paper is immature handwriting, a study from a long, long time ago, only four words - the monarch and the minister are single-minded. Monarchs and ministers are of one mind, one heart. Several of them were handwritten by Rong Xiang. "Phase, phase, phase! ...... what kind of feeling is it, from the headache in the throat to the chest, between the muttering and the tears in the eyes, seeing the person, smiling and holding the little hand of a young child, with such a pious expression, carefully writing down his wishes. Rongxiang, it turns out that as early as then, you saw through my selfishness and coldness, and you expected today's situation early! The appearance of not letting go of everything in the bosom of the mind is so attached to my trust!

The throat suddenly hurt so much that it became difficult to swallow in saliva. Yan Rin carefully folded the page, put it aside, picked up the second piece of paper, read it carefully, and then folded it carefully, and went to get the third chapter. Every time I look at it, my heart is a little heavier, a little more painful, a little more hurt, and a little more regretful. Later, he couldn't even stretch out his hand. Powerless, but also dare.

Looking up slightly, I saw the desk in front of me, lowered my head, and looked at the wooden chair under me. Rong Xiang has always been here, thinking hard for him, working hard for him, and dying for him. For many days and nights, Rong Xiang held a pen here, held a candle, thought carefully, and wrote every stroke for him.

The earlier memory is nestled in Rong Xiang's arms, quietly watching the brush draw quietly and beautifully on the snow-white paper, constituting every steady and atmospheric word. The words are like their people, the text is like their people, he has seen the words of Rongxiang, he has read the text of Rongxiang, how can the calmness, righteousness, and majesty revealed between the lines be imitated by ordinary people?

I didn't dare to touch the rest of the pages, I was afraid to see the treasure that was treasured by Rong Xiang, I was afraid that those memories would pour out, I was afraid that I would not have the courage to face it, and I was afraid that I would cry bitterly. Appearance, Yan Rin has never grown up, or the child who likes to be coquettish by your side, or the child who likes to pester you, or the child who treats you as a piece of heaven and a world.

It's just, it's just, Yan Rin, you are so ruthless, you are so ruthless that you will get along with each other to death, and you will divide Rong Xiang's majestic body piece by piece, you let Rong Xiang bear the greatest pain in this heaven and earth, what right do you have to escape? Now I know the pain, but why didn't I think about how many times you slept in that bosom, how many times you dodged merciless attacks in that bosom, how many times you drew strength from that body to grow up!

Gritting her teeth, Yan Rin continued to reach out and pick up the page. This kind of pain is a punishment for yourself, why only let Rong Xiang suffer, but you are here to enjoy his protection in peace?

The page was still his work, but it was already after he was ten years old. In the space below the study, there is the familiar handwriting, neat and clean: "Although the emperor is young, he cares about all the people, and he is very pleased." It's just a little immature, and it needs to be taught more to gain and lose the interests of the court, and to consider carefully in order to show the true colors of the king. ”

A few simple and clean words, but Yan Rin remembered what Taifu taught him. It turns out that the words that Taifu said to me were all instructed by Rong Xiang, and they were all taught to me by Rong Xiang himself!

Turning the next chapter, I found that the normal comment just now turned into a colloquial complaint: "Fang Qingchen, that guy! It's okay to come over and mislead my little Rin! Where's that selfish and ruthless guy! No, no, you have to guide it well, you can't let my child's Mingjun weather be ruined by him! ”

The words were contrary to the usual steady and shrewd, and he complained angrily like a child. Yan Rin, who had never known such a side of Rong Xiang, couldn't help but want to smile when she saw such a cute comment, the corners of her mouth twitched, but she couldn't squeeze out a smile. Fingers lightly swiped over those words - my little Rin, my child......

Yan Rin never knew that he was a crybaby, but he was glad that Shi Jingyuan was not by his side at the moment, otherwise he would not be laughed to death when he saw such a tearful appearance? It turned out that Rong Xiang, since he was a child, has been talking about the courtesy of the monarch and the minister, the etiquette and humility, and the emperor and the ministers, but in private, in his heart, over and over again, with his warm voice, gently called his name.

My little Rin, my child. Appearance, it turns out, it turns out, in your heart, I have always been your child, your dearest child! But I never knew. Rongxiang, are you sad to be hurt by your own children like this, dealt with like this, and treated so coldly and ruthlessly? Have you ever ...... Hate me?

Sucking his nose hard, Yan Rin wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, and waited for his eyes to be clearer before continuing to look. On each piece of paper, there are Rong Xiang's serious annotations, his satisfaction for his growth, and Rong Xiang's careful teaching. Every word and sentence is so familiar, I have heard it from the mouth of the Taifu, Rongxiang, it turns out that you have always been watching me and caring for me in the closest place to me!

It turns out that you have never gone far, you have never alienated me!

The bottom piece of paper is a little unusually new. Yan Rin was puzzled, but she still gently unfolded it, but the whole article was full of handwriting, clean and neat. The ink on it is of different shades, so it can be seen that it was not written in one day. The above words and sentences are all hidden dangers in Yan Country today, how to deal with them, how to decide, and the appearance is written out in a way that is not forced.

Rongxiang, in fact, you know, you know that maybe there are no rebels, and you will die under my despair. And since I'm so ruthless, why would I come here again to read your books in this box? You know this, but you still write down all your worries, all your thoughts. Do you hope, you think, even if I will never listen to you again, I won't care about you, you also hope that even if I leave a few words, I can save me when I am in danger?

The last paragraph is very short, with only a few numbers: "The criminal knows that he is guilty of a great crime, and he should not interfere more with the emperor's decisions in the future." I only hope that the emperor can put aside his personal grievances when he is in danger and put the country's social welfare first. ”

Yan Rin only felt like something was blocked in her trachea, and strangely she couldn't even get out of breath. The eyes were unexpectedly clear, and I blinked to find that the eye sockets were dry, and I don't know when the tears had dried up, and at this moment I felt that my heart hurt as if I had been rubbed and twisted, but it was not as painful as at the beginning.

It turned out that it was numb from pain? It was only a short hour, and it was numb with pain. What about appearance? In these long years, seeing him as the appearance of the most precious person in the world, alienating him, suppressing him, being impatient with him, and being indifferent to him, such a disguise made him miserable, but how could he have any better appearance?

He was too late. But Rong Xiang, in such a long time, didn't he give himself a Ling Chi, just to be able to achieve his reputation as a generation of Ming Jun at the end of this Ling Chi.

Gently, slowly, all the papers were placed in the box, carefully flattened, carefully placed, but the last letter was carefully placed in the bosom. Pressing the letter through the fabric, the feeling of a heartbeat came from the palm of my hand. Rongxiang, Xiao Rin will leave your teachings here well. I will listen to you in the future, so, don't leave me, don't leave me, will you come back?

Rongxiang, I was really wrong, I knew I was wrong, and I had a good reflection on it. Rongxiang, I will do what you say, I will do what you want, be a Ming Jun, be a good emperor, I will no longer be willful, I will no longer be impulsive, I will no longer be rash. I will think more, I will keep the people of the world in mind, and I will be the emperor well. So, please, come back!

Her lips trembled fragily, and Yan Rin murmured unconsciously. Suddenly, my heart hurt, my throat was sweet, and the smell of blood came straight from the root of my tongue. I swallowed a mouthful of blood back. This is the study of the appearance, and you can't get dirty!

An anxious knock on the door sounded, and Shi Jingyuan's voice was extremely worried: "Your Majesty! Can the minister come in?! "Come in." Only then did I remember that Jingyuan had been waiting outside. He didn't know how long he had been looking at these things, thinking that Jing Yuan was waiting outside in a hurry, afraid that something would happen to him.

Shi Jingyuan hurriedly rushed into the room, looked at Yan Rin, who was sitting on the chair with a straight back and an indifferent expression, and exhaled quietly. But in the next moment, his brow furrowed again. The sorrow between Yan Rin's eyebrows and eyes was even deeper, and the remorse in that expression was even more obvious. I don't know what he saw in the box, and he started to think about it again.

was about to speak, but saw Rong Yin bring something to the door: "Your Majesty, the slave maid made Rong Xiang's favorite fish fillet melon porridge, and also made some snacks, is the emperor willing to use some food?" "Rong Xiang loves to eat? I want to eat! ”

Yan Rin nodded without hesitation. I always feel that if he can get closer to Rongxiang, if he can have something in common with Rongxiang, if he can understand Rongxiang a little more, he will be able to return to his side. And he will never make mistakes again, never make him unhappy again, never let him worry about again, he will always be by his side, and he can make up for all the mistakes he has made.

Appearance, Yan Rin only now understands the mistake, Yan Rin is only now starting to make up for it, is it still too late? Can you, give me another chance?

After finishing the meal, Yan Rin was about to take the box away, but was called by Rong Yin: "Your Majesty! That's a look-like thing, I beg the emperor to put it back in its place! "Presumptuous! The emperor's behavior, how can you be influenced by a maid! Shi Jingyuan was already angry with Rong Yin, but at this moment, the reprimand was rarely angry and severe.

Rong Yin was not afraid at all, raised his head and looked directly into his eyes, and said fearlessly: "Shi Shizi, you are a popular person around the emperor, and the slave and maid are just the maids of the deposed appearance, just the subordinates of the guilty ministers, of course the slaves and maids can't stop the emperor." However, Rong Xiang is the only relative of the slave maid, this is ...... It's not a relic of appearance, no matter what, the slave and maid must keep the appearance of the item in order. Besides, this box is Rongxiang's most cherished thing, if one day, one day, Rongxiang can return to this Xiang's mansion, the slave will return Rongxiang a complete home, and there will be no missing anything Rongxiang likes! It is the peony in this courtyard and the moon cakes that Rong Xiang loves to eat in the kitchen, and the slaves and maids will work hard to buy them all, even if the slaves and maids are waiting to die in this prime minister's house, they will have to wait for Rong Xiang to come back! ”

Rong Yin's eyes were red when she said this, but she didn't blink, she stubbornly looked directly at Yan Rin, tears rolled in her eyes but didn't fall out. Yan Rin looked at Rong Yin, and for a while seemed to see herself. Isn't he the same as Rong Yin, who has always been so obsessed with Rong Xiang? Thinking about it, Yan Rin stretched out his hand to her: "Take it." Help me take good care of this prime minister's mansion, and I will definitely find Rong Xiang and take him back to live. Rong Yin, you have to get a favorite Xiangfu out! ”

"Your Majesty!" "It doesn't matter. Jingyuan, let's go back to the palace. came out for too long, and it was not easy to explain in the palace. Yan Rin raised his hand to stop Shi Jingyuan's admonition. He and Rong Yin are the same. Rong Yin's suffering, Rong Yin's resentment, he felt that he could understand. Rong Yin's previous unkind remarks, he also understood that it was this girl who deliberately said it to make him regret it and make him feel sad.

It's just that he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it. He did something wrong in the first place, could he still hope to hide behind the shadows like this all his life and not face up to his mistakes? Besides, why did Rong Xiang do so much for him, and he didn't know anything and accepted Rong Xiang's sacrifice with peace of mind?

Why is he? He doesn't have that right.

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(xvii)

Slowly walked back to the palace, standing in front of the city gate and looking at the red walls and green tiles, Yan Rin felt that the light reflected by those glazed tiles was not as prosperous as people saw, but reflected deep sadness.

There was no such person here, how could he feel that it was warm here?

I have never been so helpless, I have never regretted it so much, I have never been so indifferent to the prosperity of everything. As a king, he should have looked at the world, should have been obsessed with power, and should have been high, but at this moment, Yan Rin only has Rongxiang's words in his heart, only Rongxiang's memories, and only Rongxiang's advice. At this moment, with the warmth of that person in my heart, what else is there to care about?

Walking to the front of the imperial study, Yan Rin looked at the candles that had already been lit for him inside, and turned his head sideways to Shi Jingyuan and said, "Jingyuan, it's not early today, you go and rest as soon as possible, I still have some things to deal with." ”“…… The ministers obey the order, and the emperor doesn't have to worry too much, take care of the dragon's body, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses. "Got it, go ahead."

Yan Rin flicked her sleeves lightly and walked into the study alone. Shi Jingyuan just stood there quietly and watched him walk into the study, as if watching him walk on a lonely road alone. Shi Jingyuan actually knew in his heart that he must have seen something left behind, and began to repent of himself again, and began to walk into a dead end with no way out.

Yan Rin's character, Shi Jingyuan couldn't understand it better. has been with him for nearly ten years, so many cold and summer, so many spring and autumn, so many days and nights of advancing and retreating together. They play and play together, they learn and progress together, they fight against Rong Qian together, and they study countermeasures together...... For so many days, the two supported each other and encouraged each other, and being able to get to where they are today is also the result of the joint efforts of the two. Therefore, any change in the expression on Yan Rin's face, Shi Jingyuan can clearly grasp the thoughts he is expressing, and can understand the meaning he wants to express.

In fact, he is not afraid of Yan Rin being angry, not afraid of Yan Rin's ruthlessness, not afraid of Yan Rin's willfulness, although Yan Rin's negative emotions will require him to spend a lot of thought. However, what he was most afraid of was that Yan Rin would walk into a sad situation alone. In that situation, Yan Rin refused to enter anyone, including him, a companion who grew up together and talked about everything, he only held himself alone and sank in it, except for Rong Qian, no one could save Yan Rin in that situation.

As long as Yan Rin walked into such an emotion, Shi Jingyuan could only stand outside without a clue, looking at him helplessly, but he couldn't find any way to explain it. Yan Rin locked himself in that world, how did he enter?

Seeing Yan Rin quietly close the door, Shi Jingyuan sighed and turned around to leave. But after taking two steps, he stopped again, looked at the study uneasily, gritted his teeth, called a subordinate over, whispered a few instructions in his ear, and sat down on the lawn nearby.

That man is not his lord now, but his companion, his brother, his relatives, and he fears him, rightly and justifiably. When he was in trouble, how could he bear to turn his back on him and go back to rest alone?

Yan Rin just walked into the study by herself, looking at the piles of music on the wide desk. He pressed his hand to his chest, felt the slight touch of the paper, took a deep breath, sat down in the dragon chair, dipped it in the ink, turned the folds, and began the work necessary for his king.

In fact, the mood is chaotic, in fact, the emotions are fluctuating, in fact, even the breath is trembling at the moment. It's just that he is a king, not the child who can be coquettish in Rong Xiang's arms, not since a long time ago. He remembered that Rong Xiang had told him that when the eagle exercised the eaglet, he would ruthlessly throw the eaglet off the cliff. He was the eaglet that was left behind, but he did not hesitate to peck the eagle to death after flying, forgetting that this is also a kind of love.

Now he is no longer qualified to cry, and he is no longer qualified to be willful. He is a king, he is a king who sacrifices himself to cultivate, he cannot weep, he cannot be weak, he cannot be willful. Now he is not only burdened with his own world, but also with the hope of appearance. On the day he wanted Rong Xiang to come back, he was able to look at him and say with relief: "The emperor has grown into the monarch that the minister wants, and the minister is very pleased." "He wants to be happy, he wants to be satisfied, for that day, he can endure any hardship, he can do anything, and he can pay any effort.

Rongxiang, I already owe you, are you still willing to accept my return? Kitty is sensible now, so it's not too late to give back? His head became heavier and heavier, and finally the pen in Yan Rin's hand fell gently, and he lay on the table and fell asleep.

In the haze, when I opened my eyes, I saw my own study, but the layout was different from now. In confusion, looking at who was sitting at the desk, he cried out excitedly with just one glance. It's just that he found that he didn't have a voice, and even this body seemed to be transparent.

In front of the desk sat a very young Rong Qian, with a handsome face, a calm smile, and as shrewd and capable as ever. In his arms was a small baby, with wide eyes open, staring at Rong Qian's hand as he was writing something. After a while, he was dissatisfied, and his hand suddenly grabbed Rong Qian's right hand that was writing, and he cried. Rong Qian looked down at him and smiled: "Xiao Rin is lonely? Rong Xiang will play with Xiao Rin now. Then as soon as he put the pen down, he picked up the small wooden toy made on the table and began to tease him, Yan Rin's small palm wrapped Rong Qian's fingers, babbling and giggling, Rong Qian also lowered his head and laughed at him. Yan Rin looked at Rong Qian's smile, her heart was stirred, looks, looks! was about to step forward and pounce on him like he did when he was a child, but Rong Qian suddenly disappeared.

came back to his senses, but for some reason, he came to the Imperial Garden. Under the dense tree, the palace maid and eunuch knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty! Dangerous! Please come down quickly, Your Majesty! He looked up and saw a four or five-year-old boy in the tree, with a lovely face. I only heard his tender voice say loudly: "I have a purpose! Whoever dares to tell Rong Xiang that I climb a tree, I will spank him! Listening to these immature words, Yan Rin couldn't help but laugh. It seems that in my childhood memory, the only known form of punishment was spanking. Rong Xiang always threatens the disobedient him: "Disobedient children will be spanked!" However, Rong Xiang never hit him once. Is it because of the distinction between monarchs and ministers, or has Rong Xiang never been willing to give up? Hearing only a childish voice exclaimed, it fell from the tree, and the eunuch and palace maid screamed in surprise, and only a figure swept by, steadily catching the small body that fell down. The man frowned and reprimanded: "What is the emperor doing?" Didn't study well from Taifu, but ran to climb trees? Is this the way to be a king? The emperor's dragon body is precious, what if there is a mistake? Rong Xiang reprimanded him harshly, but while accusing him, he turned him around to see if he was injured.

yes, he remembers. At that time, he climbed a tree and fell from the tree, he was really frightened, and after Rong Xiang caught him, he only knew that he was trembling in Rong Xiang's arms, and he couldn't even speak. Although Rong Xiang reprimanded him, he still carried him back to the dormitory, held him in his arms and comforted him for a long time. At that time, he finally knew that Rong Xiang was a man of God, and no matter what happened to him, Rong Xiang would always come to save him. As long as there is tolerance, nothing will happen!

When I came back to my senses, I found that I was still standing in the left prime minister's house. I walked to the study in a daze, saw what Rong Xiang was writing, and wrote hard. Halfway through writing, he found that Rong Xiang stopped writing in a daze, smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "That kid doesn't need me anymore, why am I so worried?" When Yan Rin heard this, he immediately wanted to shout: "Rongxiang!" I need you! You will always be my face! It's just that I can't move my body or make a sound, so I can only look at that person with a bitter smile, shake my head, but continue to start writing, and say with a smile: "Forget it, I don't expect that awkward child, if I can help him one day, it's always good." ”

Then, watching that person being tied to the altar, the executioner's knife went down one by one, mercilessly, while he endured the greatest pain between heaven and earth but always looked at the person on the high platform opposite with a smile on his face. He followed Rong Qian's gaze and looked over, but it was the cold self who sat there and watched coldly. He rushed up and shouted at himself on the high platform: "Stop! Stop killing! Stop the damage! Don't hurt the appearance, don't continue...... Don't let me lose him! It's just that the voice came out far away, but no one heard it, and it pounced on Rong Xiang's body, trying to block all the damage for him, but it didn't help. All of it, not at all going the way he wanted. He could only see through his teary eyes that Rong Xiang's arm was being cut and hurt bit by bit, and blood was dripping on the ground, so red that it stabbed his eyes.

Appearance, it hurts, right? You hate me, don't you? But why do you look at me with such an all-encompassing smile at the punishment inflicted on you? Do you still see me as your child, even if you are hurt by me?

Wind and rain, lightning and thunder, everything around suddenly became dark and cold. Yan Rin's mind had begun to blur at this time, and he was wondering, did he do such a rebellious thing, and he should also go to hell to be punished? However, he only saw a shadow in the distance moving with difficulty, he couldn't see that person's face clearly, but he knew from the depths of his heart that that person was his dearest! Crazy people generally want to pounce on him, crazy people generally want to keep him, but they find that they are tied up by rattan and can't move.

He's wounded! He's crippled! In such weather, he will die! He didn't want him to die! His relatives only have appearances, and his dependence is only appearances! All his love, only appearance!

The figure did not move, lying quietly in the mud of the pond. At that moment, his heart was about to stop beating. I watched a beast come up, sniff at that body, and bite down...... He screamed like crazy, he wanted to break free from the shackles when he was crazy, he was crazy and wanted to protect the person who had protected him with his body, but he couldn't! He couldn't even protect his body! Seeing the beast tear his body apart and then bite it in all directions, he felt like his nerves were going to break, and all his sanity was going to collapse. The empty field, empty for his desperate cries.

Shi Jingyuan sat quietly outside the study wearing the blanket brought by his subordinates, and quietly accompanied Yan Rin outside the room. While he was pondering, he suddenly heard Yan Rin's desperate screams from the room. The voice seemed to bear a huge pain in heaven and earth, as if in the next moment, he would go crazy.

Shi Jingyuan's face changed, and he flew into the study, only to find Yan Rin lying on the desk softly, screaming in horror uncontrollably. "Quick! Pass on the Imperial Doctor!! Shi Jingyuan commanded the pale eunuch who came in, and kept helping Yan Rin's body up from the desk and holding it in his arms, shaking it vigorously and calling out to him.

Yan Rin only felt that he was going to collapse in that pitch-black field, where there was no face, no one he loved one, no cold, lonely and fearful. Until I heard an anxious voice: "Your Majesty! Wake up! Emperor!! ”

Slowly opening his eyes, tears slipped down his sockets, and he saw the face of the person holding him clearly. “…… Pacify...... Yuan ......" His lips trembled and he could barely utter a word, only intermittently calling out Shi Jingyuan's name.

"What's wrong with the emperor?" Shi Jingyuan looked at him very worriedly, Yan Rin's face was pale at the moment, her lips were bloodless, her eyes were full of tears, and her eyes were frightened and helpless. It's not that he hasn't seen such a Yan Rin, it was a long, long time ago, when he was ignored by Rong Qian, and the child's panic and helplessness were the same as now.

Maybe it was Shi Jingyuan's body temperature that calmed him down, maybe it was the candle flame in the imperial study that was as bright as day that warmed him, maybe it was the noisy sound of the palace maids and eunuchs running in and out that made him feel the breath of people, Yan Rin finally stopped trembling. Raising his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, he regained his former composure: "I'm fine, I just had a nightmare." Jingyuan, you stay, and the people will let them disperse. His voice was still hoarse.

Shi Jingyuan just nodded quietly, dismissed the subordinates, and even the imperial physician expelled them together, only letting them prescribe a decoction of medicine to calm the gods to serve the emperor, and then let the subordinates light the incense of tranquility. Yan Rin's fear, Yan Rin's helplessness, needs to be solved by himself. In the world of Yan Rin and Rong Qian, even he is an outsider.

He walked back and looked at Yan Rin, who had curled up his body on the dragon chair, and asked worriedly, "What kind of nightmare did the emperor have?" Yan Rin looked up at him, nodded, and said softly, "I dreamed of appearance." I grew up with Rongxiang. In the end, I dreamed that he died in the wilderness, and his body was taken away by wild beasts, and no matter how hard I tried to protect him, to save him, there was nothing I could do, but I just watched ...... "He stopped talking, his eyes turned red, maybe he knew that if he continued to talk, he would start to cry again."

Shi Jingyuan held a cup of tea to him and comforted him softly: "Your Majesty, Rong Xiang Ji people have their own natural appearance, it is just a nightmare, the emperor does not have to worry too much, if he concludes that Rong Xiang has encountered an accident for the sake of a dream, wouldn't it be too pedantic?" Isn't the emperor the most disbelieving in those strange powers? You just miss him too much, worry too much about him, and regret your actions too much. Your Majesty, you should calm down now and deal with the untidy court now. If you want to create a prosperous era of Dayan, at that time, even if Rong Xiang is not by your side, he will definitely be able to see the emperor's achievements, and he will be proud of him for teaching such an accomplished student as the emperor! The emperor must not ignore the hopes of Dayan and Rong for the sake of a dream! ”

Yan Rin took the tea and looked at Shi Jingyuan. He also knew, but he couldn't let it go, even if he knew that Rong Lian still loved him when he was in Ling Chi, he still loved him, spoiled him, held him, even if he knew that this was Rong Xiang, he was willing to Rong Xiang, he never blamed him, but if he did it, he did it, and if he was wrong, how could he deny it?

In this world now, in addition to appearance, who is worthy of his concern? He stood up, looked out the window at the bright moon, and fell silently into deep thought.

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Yan Rin was woken up by the pain.

I opened my eyes, saw the bright candles in the room, and calmed down, then I slowly sat up, and my stiff right hand slowly pressed my left chest, and I was miserable in my eyes, and I was miserable in my face, where is the emperor of that young spirit!

After all, I can't let go, after all, it's endless thoughts, after all, it's a lifetime of regret, for ten days and a half months, I was awakened by the same nightmare every night, every night, I watched that person's body being eaten and divided by wild beasts, and I was awakened alive in endless despair and pain. Even though he had received Rong Qian's scientific education since he was a child, he had never believed in strange powers, and at this moment he couldn't help but clench his knees, bury his head in, and ask softly in a hoarse voice.

He knew that that person was not here, he knew that that person would not actually hate him, but he still couldn't help but want to face the vast sky, to the dark time and space, and softly ask his appearance: Rongxiang, do you hate me?

He knows, he knows, doesn't he? His appearance never complained about him until he died, blamed him, because this was a play directed by Rong Xiang himself, and the ending of the play was satisfactory to him, how could he hate him? It's just, it's just......

If he doesn't hate, why does he have such nightmares every day and every night, if it is once, he can say that it is missing, if it is twice, he can say that it is guilt, if it is three times, he can say that it is regret...... However, for ten days and a half months, every day, how can he convince himself, this is just a coincidence, this is just missing, this is just thinking too much? How could he convince himself that this was not Rong Xiang's resentment, this was not Rong Xiang's pain tormenting him all the time? How could he convince himself that he was gone, and that he was still alive and well somewhere, smiling and watching him be a useful and wise emperor, and then rejoicing that his teachings were in a good way, and that this child who had broken his heart was worth everything he had?

After all, it can't be done. Yan Rin's hand slipped weakly, stood up, picked up the fold resting on the pillow with a trembling hand, forced himself to settle down, opened the fold to see the words of the so-called loyalty, slowly figured out the minister's thoughts, and slowly distinguished the good from the bad and the loyal. When I saw half of it, I was tired of pondering, but I still couldn't help but cry.

Cover your mouth and nose and press down on your violently undulating chest. Yan Rin, since you are the king, you are ruthless, how can you have the power to shed tears? Originally, I thought that the tears were dry and my heart was numb with pain, but it turned out that I had not yet died and was not ruthless, and I could still cry and feel painful.

I thought that I had grown up, I could already deal with Rong Qian, I could already get out of his grasp, and I could already use these hands to control the world, but I found out after Rong Xiang left. Everything in the past went so smoothly, so smoothly figuring out Rong Xiang's thoughts, recruiting new talents so smoothly, and holding the power of the generals so easily, it was just because Rong Xiang paved the way for him in private, thought about him, strategized for him, and gave up automatically for him. But the real court will never be as simple as the shelter of Rong Xiang.

The wind and rain of the court, Rong Xiang just let him hide under his wings to appreciate it, the huge waves of the court, there is also Rong Xiang alone for him to cover up, the darkness of the court, and Rong Xiang ignited himself to light the way forward for him. Without the court, he knew that it was so dangerous, so false, and so helpless.

After all, he understood the difficulty, the hardship, and the loss of his appearance, and he turned out to be nothing. Appearance, Yan Rin has not grown up, Yan Rin has not yet learned, Yan Rin has not yet been able to shoulder your hopes and carry this big Yan well. So, so, if you, if you are still alive, can you come back to Yan Rin's side, can you come and teach me again, let this unsuccessful apprentice, let this unconscionable apprentice, create a peaceful and prosperous world for you that you like?

The long night is long, and in the deep Yan Palace, it is even more exposed, leaving regrets and thoughts in vain.

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In a simple hut on the outskirts of Beijing, Qinggu came in with her eyes down, only to hear a warm voice: "Why did you come back so late?" I'm waiting for you to eat until you're hungry! Although the voice was warm, it was full of complaints, and for a while the Qinggu was frozen in place.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Brother Rong who was lying on the bed, blinked vigorously, then shook her head and rubbed her eyes again, at a glance, it was really Brother Rong! For a while, she cried with joy, Brother Rong, who had never belittled her or despised her, Brother Rong did not abandon her, she, she ......

Seeing her expression, Rong Qian naturally knew what this silly girl was thinking, and said with a smile: "You think my friend will take me away?" was told by Rong Qian's words, and Qinggu had no choice but to nod her head.

Brother Rong's friend, wearing such white and good-looking clothes, is generous, calm and chic, and looks so good when he smiles, and most importantly, he is very rich! He can bring Brother Rong so much food that she has never even heard of, and he will definitely be able to take Brother Rong away and treat his illness well. She was mentally prepared from the moment she saw the Wind Festival, ready to come back and see an empty room.

However, she came back, and Rong Qian was still there. Still looking at her and smiling, still asking her in a warm voice why she came back so late, still complaining in a bad tone that she came back too late and made him hungry...... She was scolded by Brother Rong again, but she was so happy.

Rong Qian only continued to laugh and said, "He just came to bring me some medicine and money, he has his own affairs and can't take care of me." Or are you tired of taking care of me? ”

Hearing Rong Qian say this, Qinggu hurriedly raised her head and blurted out: "No! I、I hope to be able to live with Brother Rong! I'm not afraid of no matter how hard and tired I am, how can I dislike Brother Rong?! When she raised her head, she found that Rong Qian was looking at her with a smile on his face, knowing that Rong Qian did not think so in his heart. I couldn't help lowering my head again, and said softly: "I, I'm poor, I can't buy good food, good clothes, and good medicine for Brother Rong, I, I'm afraid that Brother Rong will dislike me and will go with your friends......" The voice gradually became as weak as a mosquito and fly, making people unable to hear clearly.

Rong Qian's ear is not an ordinary person, he sighed: "You saved me, how could I leave you alone?" "Qinggu is the most innocent woman he has ever seen, although she looks terrible and is born with a disability, but in Rong Qian's opinion, she is many times better than those ladies from beautiful families. In these few lives, he is used to paying attention to the simulated object who loves him wholeheartedly, but he is not used to being treated sincerely by others, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't meet him. However, Qinggu appeared in front of him, cared for him as a stranger, and treated him like a dear, he was not a ruthless and heartless person, how could he bear to leave such a weak woman?

Qinggu walked in front of him, squatted down on her knees, looked up at him, and her voice was full of begging: "Brother Rong, I know that you and Feng Gongzi are the same kind of people, you must be an extraordinary person, I, I don't expect to be by your side all the time." It's just, but if you're leaving, you must say to me, don't leave me alone and wait here for ......."

Rong Qian sighed, he thought that he had been abandoned by the people in this world and only wanted to die and return to Xiaolou, but he didn't want to meet this stupid village girl, stupidly save him, stupidly be wronged for him, stupidly serve him and take care of him, and now stupidly begging him not to go. Where can he go with the way he is now? Back to the small building? Forget it, he doesn't want to be it yet. Now, apart from this honest woman, who else can he cling to?

The big hand stroked Qinggu's hair: "Qing'er, to say something unpleasant, I am now a lonely person in this world, with no power, no power, no money, no wealth, and I can't even move my body freely, just like a wasted person." In my heart, you are my family, if you don't dislike it, we will worship as brothers and sisters, and from then on we will all rely on each other and live together. ”

"Brother Rong?" Qinggu raised her head and looked at Rong Qian in disbelief. Is she hallucinating? She is such an ugly, lame and fierce woman, Brother Rong is willing to treat her as a family member, saying that in the future, the two of them will live together and snuggle up to each other?

Rong Qian patted her head: "Okay, don't be in a daze, the dishes on that table are cold, I'm hungry to death, help me over to eat!" "Oh...... Oh, it's a good ......" Qinggu only replied in a daze, staring at the table of dishes that were so good-looking that people were reluctant to put them down, and then looked at Rong Qian's smiling face, looking at this dilapidated earthen house, she suddenly smiled.

That's great! She's got a home! This is her and Brother Rong's home!

At night, when Qinggu fell asleep, Rong Qian was still lying on the bed and couldn't sleep. The wound always hurts, no matter how strong his mental power is like a monster, but the flesh is the flesh, and the pain he feels will not be less than a cent. While baring his teeth, he couldn't help but wonder if the medicine brought by Jinjie had a quality problem, why was it useless in the slightest?

Medicine, mentioning medicine, he couldn't help but think of what he said to him when the festival came during the day, and thinking about it couldn't help but make his brows even more tangled, and his mood was even more depressed......

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When Feng Jinjie arrived at Rong Qian's place with Xiao Lou's instructions, he couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at this dilapidated house. He himself knew that Xiao Rong was miserable, but it was so miserable that it was no wonder that someone was crying and asking for an improvement in the food. With a dashing wave of his hand, someone came down from the carriage with the still warm wine and food.

Commanding his subordinates to put the wine and food on the thing that could barely be called a "table", and sent people out, Feng Jinjie looked at Xiao Rong who was lying on the object that could barely be called a "bed" and looked at his eyes: "Why are you worse than me?" If it weren't for the village girl who rescued you, I'm afraid you would have already experienced the feeling of a corpse decomposing by now. ”

Xiao Rong couldn't help but tremble when he thought of that terrifying feeling, and put on a smile: "Hahaha, I'm not going to die, you should be happy for me!" Feng Jinjie couldn't help but shake his head: "You are really hopelessly optimistic." ”

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a woman's voice come loudly: "Brother Rong!" Something delicious tonight! The sound stopped abruptly as he pushed the door in.

Feng Jinjie turned around and saw a woman with a blue face and a slight limp on her left foot standing at the door with a stiff smile, helpless. So he smiled and said, "Presumably this is the young girl." He pointed to the good wine and food on the table and greeted Qinggu: "In the next surname Feng, the name is Jinjie, he is Xiaorong's friend, I heard that he was killed, so I looked for him all the way, and finally found him." This is the wine and food I specially ordered from the Deyue Building in the capital, just arrived with a fast horse, all the way with charcoal fire to keep warm, how about the girl sit down and taste it? ”

People saved Xiaorong and threw away all their honors to take care of and serve him, so you have to be polite to others and express your gratitude, right? However, Qinggu said in a panic: "No, no need, you eat first, I'll come back later!" Before Jinjie could speak, she ran away.

Jinjie turned around, looked at Xiao Rong and said, "She is a good woman, but it's a pity that she was hurt by you." "Originally, she was a woman with low self-esteem, you have to educate her and let her develop basic self-confidence first, Jinjie's eyes silently condemned Xiaorong.

Xiao Rong shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, hey, you want to order such a table of good wine and food to stimulate people, what's the matter with me?" Jinjie didn't bother to pay attention to him, squatted down and took out the contents of the bag, and quickly cured him, so that he could hurry to do what he had to do. Lu Dongli's current situation made him not in the mood to stay anywhere for such a meaningless moment.

took out all kinds of bottles and cans from his bag, and answered Xiao Rong's question without raising his head. Xiao Rong is really a standard good student, and he blocks all novels that have nothing to do with his studies, which leads to the fact that now he doesn't even know about "Black Jade Intermittent Cream", and he is embarrassed to boast that he knows everything.

broke Xiaorong's beautiful dream of healing, watching him grit his teeth, Jinjie Thief smiled: "Do you regret it now?" If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place, don't you just save your child? Xiao Rong still gritted his teeth, his intestines are all repentant now, he knew that it was so miserable, why did he want to save that uncute little brat!

Jinjie saw that he couldn't wait for the passage of time to make his child Ling Chi's hatred, and remembered the treacherous plan of the fox in Qingchen and the witch in Minxin, and his forehead suddenly sweated a little. It just so happened that now I said it to Xiao Rong, while he was making his child's fire.

Standing up, Jinjie said lazily: "It's just right, you hate that emperor so much, Qingchen and Min Xin just took revenge on you, it seems that they tortured him a lot, can you dissipate your anger?" ”

Xiao Rong was still lying on the bed a minute ago while watching the medicine and complaining, and wanted to bounce up from the bed when he heard Jinjie's words: "What?!" What did the two of them do to my child? ”

This guy is still very energetic, it seems that he can't die without him for the time being. Jinjie secretly made a definition in his heart, and then continued slowly: "They, it's just that they don't know anything about your kid, so they quietly torture him." ”

"And, that's it?!" Xiao Rong gritted his teeth even more than before: "My simulation, what did they come to mix?" If my children have any three long and two short, if there is any more psychological shadow, I will make them regret it!! ”

Jinjie looked at Xiao Rong, waved his hand and said lightly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that someone drugged him." That medicine was made by me playing in Xiaolou before, it makes people hallucinate, and it won't do any harm to the body, so you don't have to worry too much. The effect of the medicine will only last for half a month, and they will only let your child dream for half a month, let him think about how you treated him before, and then let him take a good look at how he treated you. That's all. ”

Jinjie was very helpless, obviously he had nothing to do, but he became the culprit of making medicine, and now he wanted him to be a lobbyist for Qingchen and Minxin to block Xiaorong's anger for them. Who doesn't know that Xiao Rong is usually a good gentleman, merciful and generous, but once it comes to his simulated object, his old hen feelings will explode like an atomic bomb, and he will never consider the innocent.

Xiao Rong's tone suddenly became cold: "This is my simulation, am I good, I know it in my own heart, what are they doing here?" Zhang Minxin's grades are very good? Cleaned up the mess over there? It's a mess over there, and why are you running over to join in the fun? ”

He hated it, yes, he really wanted to catch that stinky boy and spank his ass a hundred more times when he remembered what he had suffered, maybe he couldn't get rid of his hatred. However, although he was angry and he was unfair, even if he was a classmate and friend, he couldn't bully Yan Rin. That's his child, and no one can bully him but him!

Looking at Xiao Rong's frosty face, he was clear, but he only patted him on the shoulder: "You just take this as a test for him." Being able to survive shows that your education is very successful, and it shows that he is a strong enough emperor that he will not be defeated like the one in the Qingchen family. You can recuperate here and watch him build a world. ”

Watch him go and build a world...... Xiao Rong looked at the bright moon outside the window through the broken window, and sighed secretly in his heart: Xiao Rin, don't be so easily defeated by that fox and that witch, otherwise I will be very depressed!