Glory to the ancestors

At night, the capital city is still brightly lit, and sweet-scented osmanthus rarely comes out at this time, so it will be more nostalgic.

Rong Zhen walked beside him, looking at him with a smile. In fact, he is not in such a good mood now. Chu Xi's appearance makes him very worried. When he thinks about it, he can only know about Chu Xi's situation through letters...

The sweet-scented osmanthus rubbed the back of Rongzhen's hand, startling him.

"what happened?"

Osmanthus gesturing, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Rong Zhen smiled, "Do you like the little lock you just bought?"

Osmanthus osmanthus nodded, preparing for the birth of Jiang Yuhan's child, he gave him the longevity lock.

"It's just a silver one, it's too shabby as a gift."

Osmanthus fragrans is dissatisfied, even if it is shabby, it is the wages she has saved for a long time.

Rong Zhen hurriedly said, "Okay, it's your wish, no one will dislike you."

Mu Xi nodded this time, but he could still feel that Rong Zhen was perfunctory, but he didn't say anything.

They turned a corner and entered a street, which was full of officials and nobles, and the population immediately became scarce.

There were lights on outside Rongguo Mansion, and two guards were standing outside holding swords.

In fact, since he knew that the assassins were taught by Liangqian, he didn't need to defend like this, but these guards were dispatched from the Imperial Army, so it wasn't just the duty of guarding the officials' mansions, of course Rong Zhen couldn't take the initiative to let them go back.

The more he walked, the more irritable he felt, and he suddenly grabbed the osmanthus hand.

Osmanthus osmanthus turned around suspiciously, looked at Rong Zhen, and tilted her head.

Rong Zhen didn't explain to him, but pulled him closer to him, wrapping his arms around his shoulders.

The sweet-scented osmanthus flicked, put her fingers on Rong Zhen's forearm, and swiped her fingertips twice, as if asking Rong Zhen what happened.

Rong Zhen shook his head, "Just let me stay like this for a while."

The sweet-scented osmanthus stopped moving and let Rong Zhen hold her.

Is he upset because of that pretty little brother just now?

Osmanthus osmanthus thought wildly, slipped her hand to Rong Zhen's back, and patted it.

"I never told you that there is Chuxi."

"He is mine..." Subordinates, friends, or... Rong Zhen couldn't say anything, and stopped talking.

Osmanthus osmanthus never pushes others, let alone ask questions. He has seen Chu Xi's eyes just now, and Jiang Yuzan often has that expression when looking at Rong Gan's spirit card.

Osmanthus fragrans then patted Rong Zhen's back twice, took a step back, and withdrew from Rong Zhen's arms, saying in sign language, "It's too late, let's go back."

Rong Zhen looked at him and nodded.

Maybe Mu Xi's decision is right, there are some things that can't be explained clearly, so why bother.

Osmanthus osmanthus followed Rong Zhen into the mansion, and the two guards clasped their fists at Rong Zhen, "Grandpa."

"Ah."

"Master Yang came to see you earlier."

"Which Master Yang?"

"Master Yang Jinyang."

"Is something wrong?"

"I don't know. He just said you were not here, and he left."

"it is good."

Rong Zhen walked into the mansion with his head down. Yang Jin was detained in Li Xiaona these days, and he didn't know what happened.

Osmanthus osmanthus suddenly tugged Rong Zhen's sleeve twice, "I can help you to see him."

"Who?" Rong Zhen asked.

Osmanthus osmanthus sighed, "Of course it's Yang Jin."

Rong Zhen nodded, "That's fine, I will definitely cause rumors when I go in and out of Pingnan King's Courtyard, but you won't."

Osmanthus osmanthus smiled, and was even moved by her intelligence.

"It's too late, go to bed quickly." Rong Zhen instructed.

The sweet-scented osmanthus shook her head, insisting on waiting for Rong Zhen to sleep before resting herself.

Rong Zhen can only let him go.

……

Yang Jin looked at the big stage set up in the yard, and was speechless for a while, then turned her head to Li Xiao and said, "Which theater troupe did you hire?"

"The one you went to yesterday." Li Xiao put the tea bowl in his hand on the small table, "Since it's so interesting, I want to hear it too."

He obviously knew that he went to find Rong Zhen, so he did this on purpose.

Yang Jin's teeth were itchy, but he couldn't do anything about Li Xiao.

As soon as the troupe beat the gong, someone came to Li Xiao's side and whispered a few words.

Yang Jin listened carefully, but didn't hear anything clearly, but there seemed to be words like "Rongguo Mansion", and she looked at Li Xiao suspiciously.

Li Xiao looked at him coldly, "Your little friend is here."

Yang Jin didn't understand at first, but later she understood, and jumped out of the chair, "Osmanthus fragrans!"

Osmanthus osmanthus stood at the gate, waiting with her neck hunched. He had felt that all the servants of Pingnan Palace were intimidating when he was in the southern border, making people afraid to act rashly.

His emotions dissipated when he saw Yang Jin running towards him excitedly, and waved the food box in his hand at Yang Jin. He had just managed to explain to the guards of the palace that this was the reward in the palace on the day of the winter solstice. Yes, Jiang Yuzan likes to eat sour food again these days, he couldn't finish it by himself, so he brought it to share with Yang Jin.

Li Xiao followed Yang Jin with a cold face. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Yang Jin was strange. It would be fine if he was so happy seeing Rong Zhen, but why did he look happy when he saw his rival in love.

Yang Jin took the food box of sweet-scented osmanthus and put it on the shoulder of sweet-scented osmanthus, "Are you tired?"

Osmanthus osmanthus waved her hand, and gestured to Yang Jin, "He came in a sedan chair."

"Yes, Rong Zhen definitely can't let you go." Yang Jin nodded, then raised her chin with Li Xiao, "Let's go to my own room."

Li Xiao nodded, not feeling at all that he was the same as a parent treating a child.

Osmanthus osmanthus bowed to Li Xiao, and quickly ran away with Yang Jin.

It wasn't until Yang Jin's room that Osmanthus osmanthus began to be surprised. The room was as big as a hall, and inside were all kinds of rare things, especially Yang Jin's favorite books.

"Isn't it amazing? I don't know where he got these." Yang Jin lay down on the bed, put her hands on top of her head, and stretched her body.

Osmanthus osmanthus flipped through the books, nodded repeatedly, then turned around and gestured to Yang Jin, "This is much better than your room in the prime minister's mansion."

Yang Jin rolled her eyes, "I know, if it wasn't for him, I would have taken it for myself."

Osmanthus osmanthus smiled, remembering her purpose, walked to the table, opened the food box, and there were several plates of pastries inside.

He took out a plate on the second layer, and opened one of them, revealing a note inside.

Yang Jin jumped up from the bed when she saw the note, "Rong Zhen gave it to me?"

The sweet-scented osmanthus nodded, put the note aside, and bit into the pastry. Just now when he entered the door, someone had seen the contents of the food box, and almost found out. Fortunately, he asked the kitchen to stuff the note directly in the inside the pastry.

Just a few words on the note, "Are you okay?"

Yang Jin didn't know why, but when he saw these four words, his heart warmed up, and he asked, "He let you take such a big risk just to ask me if I'm alright?"

Osmanthus osmanthus is very strange, and gestures in sign language, "Is this not enough?"

Yang Jin's eyes became hot, and she suddenly hugged the sweet-scented osmanthus.

Osmanthus osmanthus shrugged her shoulders, why does everyone like to hug her recently?