The return of the late emperor

His expression was serious, and his eyes were full of determination. The persistent young general in his memory had returned.

Min Ke looked at Xiao Jiu with complicated eyes. He made such a decision before, but he didn't ask this person's opinion, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.

Xiao Jiu didn't lose his memory, but Ming Ke subdued him to forget his past.Forget the past, just as the name suggests is to forget the past.

It was impossible for him to let Xiao Jiu spend his good youth in the imperial mausoleum like this, so he forged a copy of his will, and put it on the dressing table of the old lady of the Kang family at night before going to the imperial mausoleum.

This is the reason why Ming Ke dared to bring Xiao Jiu back to the imperial capital with Xiao Jiu, whose face hadn't changed much.

Whether it is because of loyalty to the emperor or because of love for his grandson, Mrs. Kang will never recognize Xiaojiu in this life, and will send a substitute to guard the emperor's tomb for life. That substitute will be his well-known grandson——Kang Yongjia.

And Xiao Jiu will only be Xiao Jiu in his life, he will remember that there is an unrelated brother named Qu, not a husband who only makes him sad and doesn't love him.

Min Ke thought to himself, two years later, Xiao Jiu will have his own life, and then he will have his own husband and children, so he doesn’t have to remember himself, this kind of arrangement is good for him, thinking like this, he feels It's relieved, it depends on what kind of life Xiao Jiu wants to live, after all, I still have two years, so I should be able to make a proper arrangement.

"That's great, now you don't even want him."

Ren Ming's words were full of schadenfreude, he turned around and picked a chair to sit down, lightly touched the teapot on the table with his jade hand, it was cold, he took his hand back, and glanced at his nephew: "Go, ask someone to make the teapot Tea."

Ren Xiang walked out of the room slowly looking back at a few steps. He was lucky to see Kang Yongjia and his uncle in the same room. He was waiting to see what would happen next... But the uncle really I know my own little thoughts too well, alas.

A Niu is also a little uncomfortable, he has never seen such a scene, the two are extremely noble masters, casual chatting is regarded as royal fascination, he dare not be interested in these.

"Who are you talking about?" Xiao Jiu grabbed Min Ke's hand and led him to sit down.

Everyone sat down, only A Niu was left standing, he felt cramped, but Ming Ke calmed down and asked A Niu to sit next to him, which was far away from Ren Ming.

"Since you forgot, don't worry about who he is." He said slowly, seeing that the other two other than Kang Yongjia had also taken their seats, Ren Ming just glanced at him lightly, not bothering whether this was in compliance with the rules, and it wasn't Born to be aggressive and aggressive, he is always more tolerant towards irrelevant people.

Xiao Jiu was silent, and unconsciously let go of Ming Ke's hand. For some reason, he felt a little sad.

Ren Ming took Xiao Jiu's actions into his eyes from the corner of his eyes, and the strange feeling came back, but he didn't know what was wrong, he frowned, and unconsciously tapped twice on the table with his fingers.

Min Ke reflexively turned his eyes back, and his eyes fell on Ren Ming's hand, which is a habitual little movement of this person thinking about things.Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze without showing any trace, he felt that the man's gaze had already locked on him.

Ren Ming suddenly figured out where the strange thing was. He had already revealed Kang Yongjia's identity. Make him suspicious.

Even if he got along well with Kang Yongjia, Qu Da had already learned of Kang Yongjia's true identity, so he didn't have any panic or resentment at all, and he was very indifferent to Kang Yongjia's pulling him to sit down.

Originally, I just suspected that Qu Da might have an unusual identity, not a commoner, but just now, a habitual little action of mine caused such a reaction from him and he immediately wanted to cover it up. This person must be familiar with him, and the people he knows well But only... Ren Ming is a little unstable.

"Uncle, Uncle, here comes the tea."

Ren Xiang didn't order his servants, and he carried a pot of tea into the room with his hands and feet neatly, ready to be good.

"Xiang'er, I heard that these three are gentlemen arranged by brother for you?"

Keeping his mind steady, Ren Ming secretly told himself that since this person sent it to his door, there is no need to waste effort to find it.

Ren Xiang staggered and almost dropped the teapot. Xiang'er, my uncle has never called him such a nasty name. Could it be that something happened to him?It must not be a trivial matter to make my uncle so abnormal.

After mentioning all the immoral things he did recently, Ren Xiangyue's memory became more and more uncertain, so the mosquito responded with a snort.

As long as you can find an excuse, they came here with other thoughts in mind, and they will naturally be fulfilled. Ren Ming took advantage of this and said: "Since the three are the gentlemen that my brother chose for Xiang'er, then Please stay and teach this ignorant nephew of this Gong a good lesson."

The emperor put on a good posture, completely forgetting that Xiao Jiu's identity was revealed just now.

Ming Ke and Xiao Jiu were silent on the sidelines, this was their purpose of coming here, but it was hard to refuse for a while.

On the contrary, Ren Xiang who was next to him was startled, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly: "But Ding'an, no, Mr. Kang..."

Xiao Jiu glanced at him coldly: "The person you mentioned has nothing to do with me."

"Xiang'er, it's Bengong who admitted his mistake, don't worry about it." Ren Ming said with a smile, and glanced at Ming Ke and Xiaojiu with a vague look. Since it's really him, then Kang Yongjia may not be the real one. Amnesia.

Ren Xiang complied politely.

"It's getting late, and I'm not planning to go back to the palace, so I'll rest at home today." Ren Ming took the tea that his nephew had been carrying for a long time, poured himself a cup in a good mood, and slowly Take your time.

Everyone looked out of the window, it was just after noon, the sun was shining brightly at this time, why is it not early?

Perhaps the dark knot during this time will be untied in a few days, and Ren Ming took a rest early.

Ren Ming lived in the same room as before he entered the palace, and the interior furnishings had not changed for many years. Because he wanted to hide his identity, the previous head of the Ren family wanted to seal this room, and it was ordered by Ming Ke to keep it. , Every month, one day is also spared in Weifu to accompany him back to Renfu.

This was the treatment that Changsun Qiyi had never enjoyed as a Yuanjun. The sincerity of the emperor that he had been pursuing so hard was given to another person so preciously, and it was just easily rejected by others.

In this close and familiar place, Ren Ming sleeps very well, but he is a vigilant person, and the slightest movement can wake him up from his deep sleep.

He opened his eyes and propped himself up from the couch, and scanned his surroundings, it turned out to be Zhaoping Hall.

Sitting on the edge of the bed was Sikong Mingke.

"You don't pretend anymore?" Ren Ming sneered, thinking that as long as this person opened his mouth, he would definitely use the most tricky and mean words to make him sad.

But he saw that the man was just looking at him tenderly, and everyone he saw admired the exquisite facial features with a smile, and then he gently stretched out his hand towards him.

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