Start practicing from marrying a disfigured princess

Chapter 154

"The words have been delivered, and I should go back to the mountain."

Bai Youwei put away the manuscript of alchemy and looked at Ren Pingsheng with a gentle tone.

Ren Pingsheng hurriedly said, "I'll send my aunt off."

"No, just stay and take care of her."

Bai Youwei glanced at Mu Rou who was lying on the sickbed, said no more, turned and left.

Ren Pingsheng wanted to follow, but when he opened the door, he saw that the yard was empty, and there was no sign of his aunt at all.

Rank four powerhouses are so terrifying.

He sighed silently, went back to the room, came to Mu Rou's bed, hesitated for a few seconds, and moved a chair to sit down.

She became like this because she helped her run the power of luck, at least she had to wait for her to wake up before leaving.

aside.

Qiu'er said in a slightly hoarse voice: "My lord, there are slaves watching here, so nothing will happen."

Ren Pingsheng waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

On the desk, the candlelight flickered slightly.

The sun shines in through the windows, filling every corner, and the house is bright again.

I do not know how long it has been.

Mu Rou's long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

What came into view was Ren Pingsheng's handsome face and concerned eyes.

"Master Ren..."

Mu Rou was still a little confused, with a look of bewilderment in her eyes, and she called softly.

"Miss Mu, you're awake."

Ren Pingsheng's brows showed joy, his voice was soft, and he told the whole story of what happened just now.

After Mu Rou heard this, she gradually recalled the scene just now, with a hint of guilt in her eyes: "I underestimated the power of luck in Mr. Ren's body, not only did not help, but also made Mr. Ren worry."

She obviously did nothing wrong, but her first reaction was to apologize.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart, and said softly: "In the final analysis, this matter is my fault..."

Just as she opened her mouth, Mu Rou suddenly coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"Miss Mu..."

Instinctively, Ren Pingsheng reached out to lift her up from the bed, and patted her on the back lightly.

After a while.

Mu Rou came over slowly, her delicate face looked a little rosy, she didn't know if it was due to coughing or some other reason.

Spreading out his palm, there was a pool of bright red blood.

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly, his face was extremely solemn, and his voice was low: "Miss Mu, your illness really cannot be delayed any longer."

Hearing this, Mu Rou opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he swallowed again, but in the end it was just silence.

Ren Pingsheng knew what she was thinking, and said in a solemn tone: "Miss Mu is in the Mood for Love. There are still many beautiful things in the world that I haven't seen. Are you willing to leave like this?"

Mu Rou originally wanted to say: Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature and cannot be forced.

But for some reason, facing Ren Pingsheng, who was only a stone's throw away from her, for the first time in her life, she had the idea to confide in her heart.

After a few seconds of silence, he let out a long sigh: "So what if I am not reconciled? I was born weak and sick. When I was a child, my father took me to see a doctor. The doctor told my father that within three years, I would die young.

Afterwards, my father took me to seek medical treatment and medicine. I spent countless painstaking efforts, endured countless hardships, and shed countless tears. Those bitter herbs were boiled into soup, which even beggars found difficult to swallow. But I have been drinking since I was a child until now, and the doctors I have seen have ranged from barefoot doctors to local famous doctors, and then to Beijing miracle doctors, the more doctors I see, the weaker I am..."

Speaking of this, I don't know if I'm tired or feel that it's meaningless. After a pause for a few seconds, I didn't say any more, just said: "Even Master can't do anything about my illness. Even if I don't want to leave, what can I do?"

aside.

Qiu'er stared blankly at her young lady, and froze in place.

She has been serving the young lady for so many years, and this is the first time she has heard the young lady talk about this.

While feeling heavy, he couldn't help but feel sad, his eyes turned red, and he called out, "Miss."

Ren Pingsheng felt equally heavy and fell into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, he raised his eyes to look at Mu Rou, and said solemnly, "Since Miss Mu knows that she is dying soon, and there is nothing she can do about it, why don't you drink those bitter medicines, do what you want, and try not to drink it." leave with regret.”

The voice fell.

Qiu'er was stunned, and then showed an anxious expression: "My son..."

Ren Pingsheng looked at Qiu'er with an unprecedented serious expression: "Miss Qiu'er, some things, the more you hold them in your hands, the faster they go away... Besides, even if you live carefully every day, you can live longer in this world." A few days, or even a few years, do you think such days are worth it?"

A look of bewilderment appeared in Qiu'er's eyes.

She had never thought about what Ren Pingsheng said before.

Her thinking is very simple, let the young lady live as long as she can, that's all.

Seeing her confused face.

Ren Pingsheng didn't say any more, turned his head to look at Mu Rou, and said seriously: "In the past few days, Miss Mu can think about where she wants to go and what she wants to do, even if you tell me, I will try my best to meet Miss Mu's requirements. Life is short, so enjoy yourself while you can.”

When Mu Rou heard the words, hesitant to speak appeared on her face.

Before she opened her mouth, Ren Pingsheng took the lead and said: "Miss Mu, don't feel that you owe me favors, whether you owe me or not, Master has already repaid it for you."

Speaking of this, he took out the "Yin and Yang Liangyi Heart Sutra" from his bosom, and dangled it in front of her twice.

When Mu Rou saw the exercises, she was startled, and then a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

Before this, no one had ever told her that life is too short to have fun in time.

a time.

Apart from reading, she couldn't think of what she wanted to do.

Seeing her lost in thought, Ren Pingsheng said again: "Miss Mu think about it slowly, I still have some things to do, I will see you again tomorrow."

After speaking, without the slightest hesitation, he turned and left.

Qiu'er watched his back disappear from sight, with an anxious look on her face, she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

Mu Rou, on the other hand, looked thoughtful, muttering to herself: "Life is short, enjoy yourself in time..."

…………

After coming out of the little celestial master's house.

Ren Pingsheng did not stop, left the mansion, rode on the yellow-haired horse, and went straight to the palace city.

He had promised his sister-in-law before that he would go shopping and eat with her today as a celebration of her upcoming move to the princess mansion.

As for why she treated Mu Rou like that just now.

It's not that he really abandons it, takes her to enjoy the past few months, and then sees her waiting to die.

Instead, she took the slant of the sword and let her find the joy of life in the enjoyment of these days.

As long as she feels that her life in the world is so happy, she doesn't need to try to persuade her, she will try her best to live on.

At that time, in the face of death, misogyny will be a joke.

This is Ren Pingsheng's plan.

of course.

At that time, Mu Rou is still unwilling to extend her life through the method of dual cultivation.

Ren Pingsheng can only resort to risky tricks, sacrifice himself, and resort to beauty tricks...

A moment of cranky thinking.

Before he knew it, he had already arrived at the palace gate.

The well-dressed sister-in-law stood in the city gate, holding a book of scriptures in her hand, looking at it casually, raising her head from time to time to take a look into the distance.

Seeing Ren Pingsheng's figure, his eyes lit up, and he subconsciously ran towards him.

After running for a few steps, he felt that it was not appropriate, slowed down his pace, pretended not to care, came to him, pouted his mouth, and said angrily, "Why are you here now?"

Ren Pingsheng said truthfully: "There have been some changes in the house."

"What happened?" Liu Yunmeng blinked and asked curiously.

Ren Pingsheng showed hesitation, not knowing whether he should say it or not.

After a few breaths, Liu Yunmeng said: "If you don't say it, don't say it, I am too lazy to listen!"

After a pause, he said again: "You are an hour late, and I will punish you to continue telling stories to Ben Gong tonight."

Ren Pingsheng: "Where is it?"

"Of course it's the Princess Mansion, do you still want to sleep in the palace?"

Liu Yunmeng pouted.

Ren Pingsheng was speechless.

"Don't waste time, let's go! Accompany Bengong to Zuihua Pavilion for dinner!"

Liu Yunmeng reached out to wrap his arms around him, and led him to Sajin Street, with a smile on his face.

Taking her reputation into consideration, Ren Pingsheng wanted to pull his arm out of her embrace.

He only moved a bit, but he didn't expect Liu Yunmeng to hug him even tighter, and let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction: "What? Do you feel ashamed to be with Ben Gong?"

A soft touch came.

Ren Pingsheng's heart fluttered, he took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said seriously: "I am afraid that idlers will see it and criticize Your Highness, which will damage Your Highness's reputation."

Liu Yunmeng looked completely unconcerned, and waved her small hand: "You are my brother-in-law, so you can be regarded as a family, so what's the matter if you behave more intimately?

If someone criticizes, let them criticize. I am not afraid, and I don't care. It is their turn to make irresponsible remarks about my family affairs. "

It is precisely because I am your brother-in-law that I have caused criticism.

If there is no such relationship, I am afraid that few people will care.

After all, the Great Zhou Dynasty never had any rules restricting concubines.

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just remained silent.

Let her wrap her arms around her, behaving intimately.

In front of the palace gate.

The two walked in the direction of Sajin Street, gradually drifting away.

not far away.

The centurion of the Imperial Army and several guards watched them drift away, with expressions of admiration and envy on their faces.

His Royal Highness Yunhe is so honorable and arrogant.

Over the years, I don't know how many handsome and noble sons from extraordinary families wanted to pursue His Royal Highness Yun He, but in return they were either dismissive or scoffed at.

even.

Back then, the eldest son of Duke Dingguo's family was severely beaten up by the people that His Royal Highness called Yun He because he expressed his feelings to His Royal Highness Yun He.

I thought that only a nearly perfect man in the world could be favored by His Royal Highness Yun He.

But did not expect ...

His Royal Highness Yunhe's final crush turned out to be Zhenbei Prince Ren Pingsheng.

Although Prince Zhenbei's son is also extremely good, he doesn't seem to be much better than His Royal Highness Yun He's former suitors.

What's more, Prince Zhenbei's son-in-law is still His Highness Yunhe's deadly enemy, and His Highness Chang'an's son-in-law.

Faced with this situation, they can only say that Prince Zhenbei's methods are really superb. It is admirable that Lian Yunhe, a high-ranking flower like His Highness, can handle it with ease.

"If you have the opportunity, you should ask the prince for advice, how to deal with a woman like Yun He."

The centurion of the imperial army watched Ren Pingsheng's back disappear, thinking so in his heart.

…………

Sajin Street.

After several days of cloudy and rainy weather, it was rare for the sky to clear up. The whole street was crowded with people who came out to hang out. It is no exaggeration to say that it was a sea of ​​people.

The lively level is no less than the grand lantern festival in the past.

Liu Yunmeng held Ren Pingsheng's arm, and walked leisurely on the wide street.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women, wherever they go, no one does not look sideways at them.

Many of them recognized Ren Pingsheng's identity as the son of Prince Zhenbei.

Whisper a few words, and stop discussing.

In this world, men with a little status in the capital have many beautiful beauties in their homes.

The son-in-law of Prince Zhenbei is not bad for His Royal Highness the eldest princess, but he is also His Royal Highness himself, and it is normal for him to wander the streets with beauties.

The only thing worth discussing is that the beauty next to Prince Zhenbei is really beautiful.

Even Yi Renju's top oiran is not half as good as her.

A very small number of people not only recognized Ren Pingsheng's identity, but also Liu Yunmeng's identity. After a moment of surprise, their expressions became a little strange.

After that, he pretended not to see anything very tacitly, and continued to do his own thing.

Through the surging crowd.

Ren Pingsheng and Liu Yunmeng came to Zuihua Pavilion.

The shopkeeper of Zuihua Pavilion reserved a place for the two of them early in the morning, and greeted them enthusiastically.

"His Royal Highness, the private room reserved for you is on the third floor by the window, do you like it?"

Because of bidding farewell to Wang Sun and writing dozens of poems.

Zuihua Pavilion's reputation has further expanded, and now it seems to have a tendency to become the number one restaurant in the capital.

That's why.

The shopkeeper of Zuihua Pavilion respects Ren Pingsheng from the bottom of his heart, and the smile on his face is very sincere.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, and took his sister-in-law up to the third floor.

The shopkeeper of Zuihua Pavilion naturally followed up enthusiastically and entertained him personally.

at the same time.

In the lobby on the first floor.

A young man looked at the backs of Ren Pingsheng and Liu Yunmeng, with a thoughtful look on his face.

opposite.

Another young man asked curiously, "Brother Sun, do you know those two people?"

Sun Zhendao: "If I'm not mistaken, that man is Prince Zhenbei's son, and the woman next to him is Princess Yunhe."

When the young man on the opposite side heard the words, his face showed surprise.

Afterwards, he said in a low voice: "As the son-in-law of the eldest princess, how could the Prince of Zhenbei hang out with His Royal Highness Yun He? You must have misread it."

"I'm not mistaken, they are Prince Zhenbei and Princess Yunhe!"

Sun Zhen's face was serious, and his tone was very positive.

The tone of the young man on the opposite side was equally firm: "Brother Sun, you are wrong..."

Speaking of this, the voice was lowered: "One thing more is worse than one thing less. Although we are supervising the censor and the affairs of the royal family, we are not in our control. Besides, even if the son of Zhenbei Prince and Princess Yunhe What's in the room, it's none of our business."

Sun Zhen looked at his companion, and also lowered his voice: "This matter has nothing to do with us, but it has something to do with others."

The young man heard the meaning in his words, and asked curiously, "Who is it related to?"

With a serious expression, Sun Zheng slowly uttered four words: "His Royal Highness King Jin!"

(End of this chapter)