Glory to the ancestors

After sending the last wave of guests away, Rong Zhen was so tired that he was about to lose his strength.

Jiang Yuzan, who was originally entertaining with him, couldn't hold on long ago, and was supported by Tong'er and went back to the room early, leaving Rong Zhen alone staring at the leftovers in this big house in a daze.

Chen Zhan hurriedly greeted the servant girl and tidied it up.

Seeing them busy, Rong Zhen felt a little absent-minded for a while.

He closed his eyes tightly, no longer thinking about anything, and dragged his tired body to the backyard.

As soon as he came in, he saw Osmanthus osmanthus sitting in front of the small round table in the courtyard waiting, and when he saw himself, he laughed.

"Waiting for a long time?" Rong Zhen asked.

The sweet-scented osmanthus shook her head, her eyes glistening with tenderness.

He stepped forward, held Rong Zhen's hand, and led him to his room.

Rong Zhen didn't see the sweet-scented osmanthus that day, and he also thought a little bit, after all, the two of them have some eyebrows, and it's time to get bored.

The room of Osmanthus osmanthus is half smaller than that of Rongzhen, but the furnishings are similar, and it is warm when put together.

A small oil lamp was burning on the table in his room - only Rongzhen's room used candles.

"What exactly do you want to show me?" Rong Zhen sat on the chair, watching the sweet-scented osmanthus rummaging through the cabinet.

Osmanthus osmanthus stretched out her hand and shook her index finger, meaning to ask Rong Zhen to wait a little longer.

Seeming to have found it at last, Osmanthus osmanthus closed the cabinet door.

He walked up to Rongzhen and covered Rongzhen's eyes with his hands.

"Still doing this?" Rong Zhen couldn't help laughing, but he still cooperated obediently.

Osmanthus osmanthus took a deep breath, seized the opportunity, and while withdrawing the hand that blocked Rongzhen's eyes, she revealed the amulet in the other hand.

This is what he and Jiang Yuhan went to ask for that day.

Osmanthus osmanthus knew that Rong Zhen was indifferent, and there were only a handful of things he wanted, and they were all beyond his reach.

He saw the gift list today, all of which were rare and exquisite things, and felt that it would be inappropriate for him not to give them away, so he took out the things that he planned to give to Rong Zhen on his birthday next year.

This amulet didn't cost much money at all, but it was embroidered with sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, which made Osmanthus fragrans like it very much.

Rong Zhen took it and turned it over and over in the palm of his hand like a treasure.

Osmanthus fragrans was a little embarrassed, and gestured to him, "Do you like it?"

"I like it, as long as you give it to me."

Osmanthus pursed her lips, she really didn't know who Rong really learned the skill of opening her mouth with such nasty words.

Osmanthus osmanthus rubbed her toes on the ground twice, nodded, as long as you like it.

Rong Zhen was sitting on the chair, looking up at the sweet-scented osmanthus, he couldn't help but hook the back of the sweet-scented osmanthus and make him bend down a little...

"Can I kiss you?"

After seeing the snow that day, Rong Zhen didn't have the guts to kiss the sweet-scented osmanthus again, and always felt that he couldn't grasp the timing well.

But now, my heart is jumping into my throat, I don't need to stuff my mouth with anything, I really let it jump out.

Osmanthus leaned over, smiled, and moved towards Rong Zhen.

When you have more, your rationality will tell you that enough is enough, let’s be content, but your body just says no, and wants to keep asking.

Fortunately, Osmanthus osmanthus' vigilance was really low, and he didn't resist Rong Zhen all the way to attack the city.

When he came back to his senses, he had already been laid down on the bed.

It was getting dark, and the moon in the palace was cooler than outside.

Li Yun was wearing a long gown, walked to the window, and watched from a distance.

The Rongguo Mansion should be extremely lively today, the spies who came here said that more than half of the ministers have stepped into the threshold of the Rongguo Mansion today.

Not bad.

Li Yun is quite satisfied with his arrangement, this is the biggest advantage of being an emperor.

He can put people at the highest point as he likes, and then watch him fall hard to the bottom.

But he knew that he was still far away from doing whatever he wanted, so he looked in the direction of the Empress Dowager's bedroom...

The queen mother can't sleep these days, the military newspaper from the extreme north is sent to the palace one by one, he really wants to go in front of the mighty queen mother and tell her that the border peace she bought with Li Huan back then can't last long .

You can't send yourself to the border too.

She doesn't have a third son anymore.

"Your Majesty, it's too cold by the window." Jiang Yuhua held a cloak in his hand and put it on Li Yun again.

"Well," Li Yun didn't look back at her, but said, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Yuhua pursed her lower lip and nodded, "Yes."

She withdrew the hand she was about to reach out, turned around, and returned to the bed.

Li Yun glanced at her figure from the corner of his eye, feeling a little guilty in his heart, he didn't mean to neglect this girl, but her identity was really dangerous, any fatigue he showed in front of her might be from the Queen Mother handle……

He suddenly thought of Osmanthus fragrans.

Sighing again, if there was no Li Huan back then, if he was the one who flirted with Rong Zhen and the others back then, would everything be different now.

The more he thought about it, the colder he felt around him.

Yang Jin nestled on a chair in his own room, wrapped in a blanket, and he hadn't turned off the light, staring at the ledger on the table.

The item on the account book is very detailed at a glance, it is Li Xiao's tribute to the officials of the capital.

The amount is comparable to the money that the Ministry of Households enters and leaves the treasury every year.

He understood that at that time Li Xiao believed in him and let him pay these bills because he knew his true feelings for Rong and threatened him.

But now because of his own feelings for Rong Zhen...

He rubbed his hair, feeling a little dazed.

Doesn't everyone in this world deserve to have nothing to ask for?

Yang Jin closed the ledger and held her head, thinking about what was there and what was missing.

Thinking of herself, thinking of Rong Zhen, thinking of... Li Xiao.

Yang Jin asked herself, her heart is by no means soft, but she also cherishes the kindness of others to her.

Usually, when there are girls who show good intentions to him, he will tactfully reject them. Although he feels sorry for him, but let it go for a while, and it will be fine.

But what he said to Li Xiao today was obviously out of anger, it seemed that he had no manners.

He stood up, shook his arms, no, he had to refuse once more.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Li Xiao sitting in the courtyard, who was staring at him in astonishment.

Yang Jin was stunned for a moment, then turned around, closed the door, resisted, all in one go.

I can't stay here in the other garden of the Wangfu. Could it be that Li Xiao sits at his door without sleeping all day long?

This obsession is no longer normal, if you don't escape, you will not be able to escape.

Yang Jin's mood of wanting to have a good talk with Li Xiao just now has long since dissipated. This person definitely has a problem in his heart, and he can't be wasted with him anymore.

He hurried to the cabinet, found a fur skin, and prepared to pack it up and go home tomorrow.

"Just leave in such a hurry?" Li Xiao pushed the door and entered. Since he was discovered by Yang Jin, he couldn't keep hiding, otherwise it would be even more strange.

Yang Jin swallowed her saliva, and took a step back, "Didn't the lord agree?"

"I know, you think I'm weird now, don't you?"

"Don't dare."

"I've thought about what you said to me today." Li Xiao said, "I like you."

Yang Jin was a little embarrassed and looked at him with a frown.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of." Li Xiao's pupils were darker than ordinary people's. "I also admit that I am a married man, and I can't even defile the young master of Xiangye's family."

"But I already love you," Li Xiao thought about his words. He is the Prince of Pingnan, a branch of the royal family. Except for the one sitting in the Palace of Political Affairs, no one would be more noble than him in the whole country, but now he But so submissive, even pleading, hoping, "Forget it..."

He still couldn't speak.

Yang Jin shrank her neck, pointed at the door with trembling hands, "My lord, go to bed early."

Li Xiao glanced at the few clothes that Yang Jin put on the bed to take away, and even smiled, "You don't have to worry, someone will clean it up for you tomorrow."

Yang Jin didn't know how to react, she nodded in a daze, and watched Li Xiao go out.

He walked slowly to the door, heaved a sigh of relief, and finally closed the door and unlocked it, and then he settled down.

He recalled exactly when Li Xiao thought about him, but he tried his best to figure it out.

It's better to stay away from him.

Li Xiao's hearing is very good, he can clearly hear the sound of the lock clicking.

She didn't expect that she would make Yang Jin so afraid.

He laughed at himself, there is no way, he is not Rong Zhen, no matter how hard he tries, he can't be as gentle as water, he has already shown Yang Jin his softest side.

In exchange for this is the case.

He closed his eyes tightly, put two fingers on his nose, and exhaled, he couldn't let others see him like this.

……

In the sleepless nights of many people, the one who slept most soundly was sweet-scented osmanthus.

Rong Zhen kissed his forehead lightly, and pulled out the arm resting under the sweet-scented osmanthus head.

He has to go to court later, so it's better not to disturb the sweet-scented osmanthus.

Rong Zhen carefully closed the door of the sweet-scented osmanthus house, and walked into his room with a warm smile on his face.

He sat down at his desk as usual to see if there were any unprocessed documents.

But on the table, he found a jade tablet, white jade, the size of half a palm, with hibiscus flowers engraved on it.

He couldn't be more familiar.

This is what Yang Jin has always carried with her.