Glory to the ancestors

After Rong Zhen was busy in the house for a while, when he came out again, the sweet-scented osmanthus was still sitting in the middle of the yard, but there was an extra white cat in his hand.

The cat looked very aura, its whole body was snow white, but its eyes were ice blue.

Rong Zhen smiled and stretched out a finger on the tip of the cat's nose, "How can you attract wild cats everywhere?"

Osmanthus osmanthus smiled, held the cat's two little paws with both hands, pinched for a while, then raised her head to look at Rong Zhen, who was also looking at herself.

Osmanthus osmanthus thought for a while, grabbed the kitten's paw, and waved it to Rongzhen with the side with the pad.

"Why?" Rong Zhen was puzzled.

Osmanthus osmanthus approached Rong Zhen, Rong Zhen was afraid that the cat's paw would hurt him and backed away, "Don't mess around."

Osmanthus osmanthus insisted on moving forward, so Rong Zhen had to close his eyes.

But the expected cat's paw was replaced by the finger of sweet-scented osmanthus.

He put his index finger on the center of Rongzhen's eyebrows, rubbed it, and when Rongzhen opened his eyes, the sweet-scented osmanthus laughed again, as if the prank had succeeded.

"What are you doing?" Rong Zhen felt a little shy for no reason, and stretched out his hand, touched the place where the sweet-scented osmanthus had touched, and asked, "Is there anything dirty?"

Osmanthus osmanthus shook her head, put the cat on her lap, and gestured to Rong Zhen, "You've been frowning these days, you're getting old soon."

"Does frowning make you grow old?"

"That's not true." Mu Xi poised her face, but she couldn't see any serious feeling, "You and Yang Jin are both like this, so why don't we go back if it's so uncomfortable?"

"It's not that simple." Rong Zhen sighed, "These are unavoidable things."

Osmanthus pursed her lips. He couldn't help Rong Zhen, but could only comfort him a little. He picked up the white cat on his lap again, stuffed it into Rong Zhen's arms, and then said in sign language, "Touch it, You'll feel better."

"Hmm." Rong Zhen stroked the cat's short fur with his fingers, but his heart was very complicated.

He is calculating every step of the way now, but there are still things he can't control, and it's hard to guarantee that someone more caring will get the handle of sweet-scented osmanthus.

People around him, Yang Jin has talent, Chu Xi has brains, Yun Cang and Han Yu have their own kung fu to protect themselves, only sweet-scented osmanthus is left.

Osmanthus osmanthus has been protected by herself since she was a child, and she is afraid that he will be upset when she studies, and she is afraid that she will be tired when learning martial arts. This fate can only be endured by Rong Zhen, a person who let him go.

If the major event cannot be accomplished, even the sweet-scented osmanthus can't be kept...

Rong Zhen sighed again thinking of this, and suddenly asked Osmanthus, "Osmanthus, would you like to go back to the mountain for a while?"

Osmanthus don't understand.

"Don't you often say that you want to learn more about medicine?"

Osmanthus osmanthus shook her head, "I only learned those things so that I can take care of you."

Yes, the world of sweet-scented osmanthus revolves around itself.

Rong Zhenxin didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow. Li Huan once said that his overprotection of osmanthus was just a kind of possessiveness. He was afraid, afraid that osmanthus would leave him, so he subconsciously cut off all the back paths of osmanthus. .

Osmanthus osmanthus didn't notice it, bent over and touched the top of the kitten's head with her fingers.

"Meow!" The kitten seemed to have sensed Rong Zhen's hostility overflowing from within, shrunk back and let out a cry.

His sound brought Rong Zhen back to his senses, and he handed the cat back to the sweet-scented osmanthus, "It's really better."

I knew it!

Osmanthus osmanthus showed a big smile, and looked at Rong Zhen happily.

"Young Master?" A call came from the courtyard gate, and Mu Liu followed two maids and walked in together.

Osmanthus osmanthus couldn't tell whether she was an elder sister or a younger sister, so he didn't need to speak, just stood up and saluted her.

Mu Liu tilted her head and looked at Osmanthus fragrans, she had heard about this man for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the person who made Chu Xi think so hard was just a half-grown boy.

Rong Zhenxiang Mu Liu nodded, "What's the matter with the princess?"

"I made some pear soup for the lord, and the lord thought it was delicious, so he specially asked me to bring it here so that the lord can taste it." Mu Liu suddenly slipped her mouth, and quickly changed her words, "My lord, you can try it too."

With a wave of Mu Liu's hand, the two maids put the pear soup and the empty bowl on the table.

"Sir, sit down." Mu Liu greeted Rong Zhen.

Mu Liu courteously served Rong Zhen a bowl of pear soup, and said, "The climate in the south is hot and humid, so I added a lot of ice cubes in it, which is very refreshing."

Rong Zhen took the bowl in Mu Liu's hand, took a sip with a spoon, and nodded, "It's really delicious."

"Then I'll leave this pot of soup here," Mu Liu smiled, "I can drink it whenever I want."

"it is good."

Mu Liu's eyes were full of smiles, she thought that she would never see Rong Zhen again after leaving the capital, but she didn't expect that God still didn't treat her badly.

Osmanthus osmanthus watched anxiously, swallowed, his nose was sharp, smelling the fragrance made his eyes greedy.

Rong Zhen had noticed it a long time ago, and seeing Mu Liuping retreated, he said, "Since they are all acquaintances, can we let the sweet-scented osmanthus taste it too?"

Mu Liu's expression changed, and she quickly laughed again, "Of course, let's go together."

Rong Zhen took another bowl by himself and filled the soup for the sweet-scented osmanthus. Knowing that the sweet-scented osmanthus likes cooked pear meat, he specially filled a lot of it. That's all, put a spoon in the bowl, "Eat less, and I will have more at night." For dinner."

Osmanthus wiped her nose, put the cat on the table, took the bowl as a matter of course, and scooped up the pear meat inside.

Mu Liu gritted her teeth and watched, then suddenly became interested in the cat on the table, "This cat looks really good-looking."

"Osmanthus found it," Rong Zhen smiled, "He probably has the physique to attract cats, and there are often a group of them at home."

Osmanthus osmanthus laughed while swallowing the soup.

"It's so cute." Mu Liu raised her eyebrows and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus. "It's better to raise it here in Pingnan Palace."

She was very satisfied to see the disappointment flashing in Mu Xi's eyes, Chao Rongzhen smiled and said, "What do you think, my lord?"

Rong Zhen lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "It's not that good."

"Huh?" Mu Liu was stunned for a moment, she really didn't expect Rong Zhen to reject herself so directly, "Having Pingnan Palace as a home is the blessing of this cat's past generations of cultivation."

"People may think so, but cats don't necessarily think so." Rong Zhen's words were stinging, which made Mu Liu's face extremely ugly.

Osmanthus osmanthus quickly touched Rong Zhen's shoulder and gestured for a while.

Rong Zhen looked at him, "You really think so?"

Osmanthus nods repeatedly.

Rong Zhen was even more unhappy, turned around, breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Mu Liu an ugly smile, "You can keep it if you want."

"what?"

"Just remember to treat it well." Rong Zhen said coldly.

"That's natural." Mu Liu panicked, she didn't want to offend Rong Zhen now.

She quickly stood up and rubbed her body, "I also warmed up other things in the kitchen, so I'll take my leave first."

Rong Zhen stood up, handed the cat to her, and nodded, "Then I won't give it away."

Mu Liu raised her eyes and clearly saw Rong Zhen's anger, her heart trembled, and she quickly left with the cat in her arms.