Glory to the ancestors

Although Cheng Duyun is a scholar, he is not weak in strength. He broke away from the boy who was blocking him, "I want to see Chuxi today."

"Mr. Cheng, our Mr. Xi doesn't see any visitors these days." The young servant was also having a hard time, and ran up to stop him, "Don't bother me like this."

"Nonsense, I saw him meet Rong Guogong yesterday," Cheng Duyun was furious, "I'm a guest, isn't he?!"

Hearing Rong Zhen's name, Osmanthus osmanthus and Li Yun both opened their eyes wide and looked at each other, each with their own concerns.

"Grandpa is here to deliver medicine to Mr. Xi, how can it be the same."

"Send the medicine, Chuxi is sick?!" Cheng Duyun became more impatient, "Why didn't he tell me what's wrong with him?"

Hearing what he said, the boy felt angry in his heart, "Of course you don't know what disease he has. If it weren't for you, our young master wouldn't be so sick?"

Cheng Duyun was taken aback, and stood up straight, "Is it because of me?"

Seeing that he had calmed down, the boy let him go. He has served Chuxi for many years, and now he still doesn't know where to vent his anger. Finish it."

"The last journey?" Cheng Duyun's whole body seemed to be poured with cold water. The last meeting with Chu Xi was vivid in his memory. How could it be...

"Let me see him!" Cheng Duyun was more excited than before.

The gatekeepers of Yingxuelou couldn't stand it anymore, and each of them held Cheng Duyun's arms, lifted him up, and threw him outside.

Cheng Duyun threw himself on the ground, his palms were bloodstained by small stones.

Osmanthus osmanthus was about to get up, but was pushed down by Li Yun.

Osmanthus fragrans was a little confused, shouldn't this person be Li Yun's friend, why did he ignore him.

Li Yun probably understood that he was curious, so he lifted his chin and looked at a sedan chair coming from the other side.

The sweet-scented osmanthus sedan chair is very familiar, every day he escorts Rong Zhen to sit in it.

When Rong Zhen got out of the sedan chair, the servant hurriedly greeted him, "Grandpa."

Rong Zhen glanced at Cheng Duyun, who was more contemptuous than looking at an ant. He only asked, "Is Chuxi there?"

"Yes," the boy nodded and made a gesture of invitation.

Rong Zhen went upstairs, and when Cheng Duyun tried to catch up with him again, he was held back by two gatekeepers.

The boy sighed at him, and he followed Rong Zhen away.

Only then did Li Yun wave his hand, recruit two guards, and rescue Cheng Duyun.

When Cheng Duyun saw Li Yun, he knelt down first, "Your Majesty."

Li Yun put his finger on his lips, "Don't reveal my identity outside."

Cheng Duyun quickly stood up, with regret on his face, "For you to see this, really..."

Osmanthus osmanthus stood behind Li Yun and pointed to Cheng Duyun's hand.

Cheng Duyun had never seen sweet-scented osmanthus before, so he didn't know what he meant, but only after looking at his palm did he understand.

He glanced at Li Yun, got permission, and put his hand in front of the sweet-scented osmanthus, "It's troublesome."

Osmanthus osmanthus unwrapped the medicine bag with him, and there were some clean cotton cloths in it, and he wrapped it around Cheng Duyun's palm.

"Didn't you say that Mr. Chuxi has a good relationship with you? Why can't I see you now?" Li Yun joked.

Cheng Duyun lowered his head, "I don't know why."

"Originally, we had an appointment that day. After he passed on someone saying he couldn't see me, I asked him out again, but we couldn't make an appointment."

"Then you can make trouble in other people's buildings," Li Yun narrowed his eyes, "How can you still look like a courtier?"

"You don't know, I," Cheng Duyun didn't know that Mu Xi was from Rongzhen's family, and he didn't hide it, "He and Rong Guogong are old friends. I'm afraid he is not as good as a newcomer."

Li Yun was stunned for a moment, carefully watching the reaction of Osmanthus osmanthus, but Osmanthus osmanthus didn't hear what Cheng Duyun was saying, and focused on bandaging him.

"It's strange that you, who read the books of sages, are jealous." Li Yun shook his head.

"You don't know, Chuxi is different." Cheng Duyun sighed.

He went to Beijing before, because he was unknown, no one took him seriously, finally clinging to a few dignitaries, and entered the gate of Yingxue Tower.

Unexpectedly, even prostitutes knew that people were divided into different classes, so they ignored him.

At that time, Chuxi came slowly, made tea for him, and talked about poetry and books with him. The colorful and psychedelic lights set off his pale face so outstandingly, which made Cheng Duyun's heart beat endlessly.

He asked Chu Xi afterwards, and Chu Xi only laughed and said that he would think of talking to him at that time, but it was just his confused appearance that reminded him of his old friend.

The old man, I'm afraid it's the Rong Guogong who will never have to make an appointment with Chuxi in advance.

Cheng Duyun's eyes darkened when he thought of this.

Although Li Yun already has a queen, he doesn't know much about love. He shook his head, "I'm just a prostitute, so I can't do that."

"I understand."

At this time, the sweet osmanthus was bandaged by Cheng Duyun, tied a knot, took out the paper in the sleeve, and wrote on it, "Do you still want to go in?"

He showed the paper to Li Yun, and Li Yun thought about it, "Why don't I just let you meet him."

Cheng Duyun was startled, and said happily again, "Thank you, um, that young master, I just need to make sure that Chuxi is fine."

Li Yun thought that your eager expression didn't mean that, so she nodded.

Several people rearranged their clothes, and Li Yun led them into the building.

No one stopped this time.

It wasn't because Li Yun was imposing, but because the gatekeeper recognized the sweet-scented osmanthus.

They often had to deliver letters to Rongguo Mansion for Chuxi, and of course they knew that this man whom the father-in-law held dear, even though they didn't know why he was with Cheng Duyun, they hurriedly sent someone to invite Rongzhen.

Rong Zhen was originally sitting in Chu Xi's room, and he asked Li Xiao for a medicine that could restrain the poison in Chu Xi's body. He didn't know if it would work, but he had to try it first.

When they heard that the sweet-scented osmanthus was coming, both Rong Zhen and Chu Xi were taken aback.

"Osmanthus osmanthus is supposed to enter the palace today, how come?"

Chu Xi raised his head and asked the person who sent the message, "Apart from Cheng Duyun, who else is following?"

"A young man in brocade clothes, it seems that he has an extraordinary bearing."

Then they understood, it was the emperor.

"Just rest," Rong Zhen said to Chu Xi, "I'll go and talk to them myself."

Rong Zhen was also beating drums in his heart, not because he was afraid of Li Yun.

If Osmanthus osmanthus heard what Cheng Duyun said about her, she might think insanely, the two of them had a sloppy horoscope just now, but there must be nothing wrong.

He closed Chuxi's door and came downstairs by himself.

When I went downstairs, I saw Li Yun and the others sitting at a table, waiting for me.

Osmanthus osmanthus Chaorong really made a move and even smiled.

It was Cheng Duyun's turn to be curious, and he asked Li Yun in a low voice, "I didn't ask just now, this is..."

"I mentioned it to you, the servant in Rongzhen Mansion, Osmanthus fragrans."