Glory to the ancestors

Yang Jin tiptoed into the small courtyard, he was probably drunk yesterday, and now he regrets it, no matter if it's Li Xiao or Rong Zhen, he doesn't want to meet again.

With her head down, the osmanthus stood in front of Yang Jin.

"Ah," Yang Jin was frightened and took a step back.

Osmanthus squinted her eyes and stared at him for a while, without giving him a sign of acceptance, she directly dragged Yang Jin by the arm and led him to the stone table in the courtyard, pulled Yang Jin's sleeve with her hand, and felt a pulse .

Yang Jin said helplessly, "Osmanthus osmanthus, I saw a doctor last night, and it's all right."

Osmanthus osmanthus shook her head, not believing it.

"Okay, then I'll let you take a look." Yang Jin sighed, looked around, "Well," he was a little embarrassed, "Where's Rong Zhen?"

Osmanthus osmanthus raised her eyes and withdrew her hand. Yang Jin was right, there was nothing serious about him, so she felt relieved and gestured, "I left with the prince early in the morning. I don't know where I went. They both followed."

Yang Jin saw the sweet-scented osmanthus pointing at the house of Yun Cang and Han Yu, and nodded. These two people are very skilled in martial arts, and it is true that nothing will happen if they protect Rong Zhen together.

He heaved a sigh of relief, and asked the sweet-scented osmanthus again, "Have you eaten yet?"

"What about you?" Osmanthus osmanthus pointed at Yang Jin, saw Yang Jin nodding, and then gestured, "I ate it too."

Yang Jin pursed her lips, and couldn't find anything to talk about with the sweet-scented osmanthus for a while, so she stood up awkwardly, "Then I'll go back to the room first."

Osmanthus osmanthus thought for a while, then suddenly took Yang Jin's hand, and pressed lightly on his palm.

Yang Jin's eyes were in a trance, and the grievance that he had held all night suddenly rushed from the bottom of his heart to the top of his head. He bit his lower lip tightly, "Osmanthus osmanthus, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Osmanthus osmanthus tilted her head, let go of Yang Jin's hand, "Talk to me if you have anything."

How to say?

Say I like Rongzhen, but he likes you?

Said I'm jealous of you crazy, but can't hate you?

Yang Jin gritted her teeth hard, trying to pull out a bright smile, "I'm fine, really."

Osmanthus osmanthus retreated into the room as if fleeing after watching Yang Jin, sat on the stone bench, resting her chin in one hand and didn't know what she was thinking.

After waiting for an hour, Rong Zhen came back with Yun Cang and the two of them, and the sweet-scented osmanthus was still in the same posture, motionless.

Han Yu came to play with his heart, jumped to the opposite side of the sweet-scented osmanthus, and poked the tip of the sweet-scented osmanthus with his fingertips, "What's the matter, the little boy is thinking of spring?"

Osmanthus fragrans stared at him, opening her mouth, wanting to bite Han Yu's finger.

Han Yu flinched, but smiled instead, "Did you make the brat anxious?"

"Stop making trouble with him," Rong Zhen leaned over and pushed Han Yu aside, "I'm not happy, this is it."

Osmanthus puffed out her mouth, glanced at Rong Zhen, pointed at Yang Jin's place, "He's back."

Rong Zhen's complexion changed, "Why, it rained all night, are you sick?"

Osmanthus shakes her head.

"That's fine."

"Aren't you going to see him?" Osmanthus asked again.

Rong Zhen turned sideways, glanced at Yang Jin's room, hesitated for a long time, then smiled at the sweet-scented osmanthus, "Wait for a while."

Osmanthus osmanthus thought deeply.

"What are you talking about?" Han Yu burrowed his head between the two of them, "Osmanthus osmanthus, it's a great loss that you didn't come with us today. You didn't even see that stack of documents could reach the sky."

Yang Jin couldn't find anyone, so Rong Zhen met the officials in the southern border for him as a clerk. They each compiled important events during their tenure into documents and handed them to Rong Zhen.

"It will probably be delivered in a while." Yun Cang interjected, "I'll clear the place for you first."

"En." Rong Zhen responded.

"Why do you think so?" Han Yu was not convinced. He really didn't say that this Rong Guogong didn't do anything all day long and handed it over to Rong Zhen. This senior official did it quite comfortably." Shouldn't it be his job?"

"This..." Rong really thought about how to explain it, Yun Cang grabbed Han Yu's shoulder, "What does this have to do with you, come help."

Han Yu kept stepping back while being carried by him, "Hey, take it easy."

The two of them entered Rongzhen's room, and saw that it was neat and tidy, as if someone tidied it up every day.

Han Yu was curious, "Why is someone taking care of Yang Jin's room, but not ours?"

"He's an official anyway." Yun Cang knew that too many words would lead to mistakes, so he didn't explain too much.

"Hey, maybe the sweet-scented osmanthus picked it up for him," Han Yu said to himself, helping Yun Cang move the big table in the middle of the room aside, and then suddenly thought, "Why does he have such a good relationship with the sweet-scented osmanthus? Is it someone from the Duke?"

Yun Cang was stopped by the question, thought for a while, "Hmm..."

"Your Excellency is bad, Master Chen was assassinated!" A guard broke into the courtyard, and Chao Rong really kowtowed.

"What?!" Rong Zhen stood up and saw that Yang Jin also rushed out of the room.

The two of them glanced at each other, then looked away in a tacit understanding.

Yang Jin stepped forward, "The Master Chen I brought?"

"Yes!" The guard nodded, "My lord asked me to invite the two of you to the main hall."

"Let's go!" Yang Jin followed the guards and looked back again, "Osmanthus fragrans, you stay here, Han Yu, don't leave him even a step."

Yun Cang looked at Han Yu, and told him, "Don't let anything happen to him."

Han Yu nodded, although he didn't know why everyone paid so much attention to the little servant Osmanthus osmanthus.

Rong Zhen looked up at Yang Jin, and followed behind him.

"When I met the officials from the southern border today, Master Chen also followed?" Yang Jin asked Rong Zhen. His voice was trembling at first, but he didn't seem to be so nervous when discussing serious matters.

"Well," Rong Zhen replied. This Mr. Chen is one of the heads of the household department. He has a relationship with the Empress Dowager's natal family, and he got to his current position by bribery all the way.

At that time, Rong Zhen had a principle of transferring people to the southern border, that is, try not to delay the normal operation of the household department, so he selected mediocre and incompetent people, and Mr. Chen was naturally among them.

It was unlikely that such an insignificant figure could provoke anyone who wanted to kill him, and there was only one purpose for such a thing to happen here and now.

Rong Zhen and Yang Jin glanced at each other, they thought of going together.

This is to give them a warning that someone is watching them and can take their lives at will in a heavily guarded place like Pingnan Palace.