Rong Lan

Rong Lan raised his eyes and looked at Rong Xuan, with helplessness in his eyes: "Yes! He is important! Who told me to choose him!"

Rong Xuan's eyes became even more angry: "What about the father? What about the second mother? What about me? In this world, do you only live for him?!"

Rong Lan instantly turned pale and lowered her head.

For the first time, Rong Xuan was stern to him, pressing every sentence!

It was the first time that the elder brother who had always let him mess around and let him be happy was so angry and strong!

Rong Lan is guilty at the moment, he dare not look at Rong Xuan again, dare not face those questioning eyes again, in reality, he has no relatives, but "in this world" he does!Even if it's just a game, he's damned emotional, he can't just live for Chong Wing.

But he is selfish!He must go back!He lives more for himself.

He even ignored it on purpose, ignoring that the game is over in the time and space that is connected to the game and may be being affected by him, that "Rong Lan", that Rong Xuan's real Xiao Lan, will be tortured to death by him.

"I'm sorry! Brother..." Rong Lan lowered her head, her voice was slightly choked up, but she was extremely determined.

"I'm not your big brother." Rong Xuan slowly let go of Rong Lan's body, his eyes were cold and no longer gentle as before: "If this is your insistence, don't call me big brother again."

Rong Lan looked up in shock, only to see the back of Rong Xuan turning away.

Wang Chufeng patted Rong Lan's shoulder lightly: "Young Master Rong, why bother to hurt your elder brother's heart like this?" Sighing, he also left.

Rong Lan sat on the spot alone, he slowly looked at the blood-red setting sun outside the house, only feeling that the game should really be over here.

I am not your big brother.

If this is your insistence, stop calling me big brother.

Rong Xuan regretted saying such a thing, and was even more helpless.

When he was in Miaonan, when he knew Rong Lan's identity, what he worried most was how Xiao Lan would deal with herself after knowing the truth.

Later, he learned from Mo Xuan that Xiaolan had lost one hand by the princess using family law. He asked the princess why she ignored her son for 20 years, and the first time mother and child recognized each other. The princess told him that Xiaolan had always wanted Reasons to be subject to family law.

After receiving the family law, the feeling of treachery was punished, and from then on, he could devote himself to peace of mind.

At that time, he knew how hard Xiaolan was to give up on Zhong Yi, and the closest distance he could be with Xiaolan in this life was only the status of "big brother".

But now he said by himself that he is not Xiaolan's eldest brother.

"Eldest son, the young master ordered you not to obstruct any of his actions." Ying Yi flashed out an order, changing his previous address to Rong Lan.

Few people know that the shadow of the Rong family obeys the orders of the Rong family in name, but in fact, it has been loyal to the Miaonan royal family for a hundred years.That's why, Rong Shen Mingming handed over the shadow to Chong Yi, but Chong Yi only had the shadow cultivated by the Rong family in Dazhou Realm, and had no control over the shadow from Miao Nan.

After Rong Lan recognized his ancestor and returned to his clan, Ying Yi changed his current name to him.

little Master?

Rong Xuan smiled wryly and nodded, "Rong Xuan takes orders."

Sure enough, Xiaolan understood what he meant. As a big brother, he couldn't see Xiaolan not cherishing himself, but as a descendant of the Rong family who guarded the Miaonan king's descendants, he had no choice but to disobey the king's order.

He can only force himself to fulfill Xiaolan in this way, otherwise he doesn't know what else he will do to Xiaolan.

Miao Nan's cold touch from the night before parting was still on his mouth, and Xiaolan's lips were so soft, with a faint medicinal fragrance, which made him feel infinitely distressed and deeply fascinated.

Why did Xiao Lan meet Chong Yi when he didn't like his lively and active younger brother at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?His brother should have been saved by him.

"Eldest son, go and have a look, young master..." The housekeeper Rong Shi suddenly ran over, interrupting Rong Xuan's thoughts.

"What's wrong with Xiao Lan?!" Rong Xuan panicked, got up and walked to Rong Lan's room.

Rong Shi followed behind him, with an anxious face on his face: "The young master continued to sit at the desk after dinner, the old slave just went to deliver the medicine, but the young master stopped writing to pick up the medicine bowl, but he couldn't hold it, his hands were so transparent. Turned pale and trembling, the old slave invited the doctor, he only said that this is the punishment he deserves, and he will not let the doctor show it to him."

The more Rong Xuan listened, the more sinking his heart became. Although the bone-penetrating nail was pulled out, Xiaolan's wrist bone could not be restored after all. Xiaolan's hand could not hold the pen for a long time, and he could not exert force. It also hurts like a bug gnawing on it.

"Xiaolan, is it for the emperor's sake that you don't allow the doctor to treat you? Or are you angry with me?" Rong Xuan walked into the room, pulled Rong Lan who was in front of the desk, pushed his sleeves away, and looked at his white and slender wrists. There was no trace of injury, but the three blood spots on the wrist were shocking.

Rong Lan let Rong Xuan hold her arm, and said with an aggrieved face: "You are not my big brother anymore, why bother with me!"

Hearing this, Rong Xuan really let go, and turned around to let the doctor and the housekeeper back down.

Rong Lan felt a little sad, and scolded himself a few words, he should actually take this opportunity to push Rong Xuan away, but he couldn't bear it.

Ever since he came to this game, Rong Xuan has sheltered him from the wind and rain all the way, taking care of him meticulously.He was ill, and Rong Xuan stayed with him day and night; took him to the palace at night, was placed under house arrest with him, and was punished with whips; during the New Year, I don’t know if he would wake up, but prepared firecrackers as agreed, and hugged him to him Comb his hair, help him steal Rongshen's bow, he will have a cloak when he is cold, warm and suitable water when he is thirsty, firm arms when he is sleepy, and someone to accompany him when he is happy He laughed, and when he said he was unhappy, someone would make him happy.

He regards Rong Xuan as his own brother, relying on willfulness without any scruples, enjoying the happiness of being cared for by his relatives, but he doesn't care whether Rong Xuan feels good or not, how he feels.

He is really selfish, he is really living for himself.

He can't push Rong Xuan away, he can give up illusory love, but he longs for the care of his family, even if it's just his wishful thinking.

"Brother...you really don't care about me..." Rong Lan lowered his head and pulled Rong Xuan's sleeves tightly with both hands, his voice was soft and soft, like a child acting like a spoiled child.

Rong Xuan sighed, and took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom: "Before I left, this was given to me by the princess. It was specially used to suppress the pain caused by the penetrating nail. The princess gave it to me because she was afraid that you would be unscrupulous after taking the medicine. Now I also If I can’t persuade you, you should take it yourself.”

Rong Lan didn't take the medicine bottle, but grabbed Rong Xuan's sleeves with both hands, looking up at him eagerly.

After all, Rong Xuan's eyes were filled with tenderness and helplessness, and he poured out a pill in his palm, "Brother will not be angry with you after taking the medicine."

Rong Lan smiled immediately, but he didn't dare to let go, he just lowered his head and swallowed the pill in Rong Xuan's palm.

Rong Xuan's entire arm stiffened in an instant!With Rong Lan's movement, two warm lips pressed against his palm, and the tip of her soft tongue brushed across his palm, scratching directly into his heart.

"Brother, you must keep your word!" Rong Lan raised her head to confirm again.

"En." Rong Xuan nodded mechanically, retracted his arm, but his heart was still beating wildly, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hug Rong Lan and rubbed her in his arms, "Xiao Lan, you will be reinstated tomorrow. Rest early at night."

Rong Lan struggled in Rong Xuan's arms and was dissatisfied: "Brother, my hands hurt, not my feet! Don't hesitate to hug me!"

Rong Xuan only gave Rong Lan a chin that he could not resist: "You are so painful that your clothes are soaked, do you still have the strength to walk?"

Rong Lan lowered her head with a guilty conscience, and changed the subject: "Well, brother, what shall we have for breakfast tomorrow?"

Since Hubu Shangshu was fined for one month in confinement, he has not seen anyone for three months.Rumor has it that he accompanied the emperor on a tour in micro-clothes to the hometown of Miaonan. After the emperor returned to court, he seemed to be seriously ill and had to recuperate for nearly a month.

In the early morning, when the sky was slightly bright, the performances from all over the place were delivered overnight. When Shangshu Pavilion was the busiest day, suddenly the whole pavilion was quiet for a moment.

Today is the day when the Minister of the Household Department will be reinstated, and an official document has been issued long ago.

Rong Lan was dressed in a crimson robe, with jade around his waist and black gauze on his head. He walked into Shangshu Pavilion in the morning light. His face was handsome and indifferent. The steps fluctuate slightly, showing that the skeleton under the large official uniform is thin and thin, but when he moves, he is tall and straight, with a calm momentum.

This is the first time Rong Lan has appeared in public sight since he disappeared three months ago, and it is also the first time he has worn an official uniform since he became Minister of the Household Department, which naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Those who looked at him, apart from lamenting that Hubu Shangshu's health did not look good, were even more amazed that Mr. Shangshu was such a son as jade, why didn't he notice it before.

But these astonishing emotions can't change the fact that many people refuse to accept Rong Lan's success in one step, even if the emperor praised him for his contribution in co-organizing the Miaonan underground bank gambling shop.

"I have met Lord Shangshu." Everyone stood up and saluted Rong Lan.

"Well, let's all sit down." Rong Lan nodded slightly, walked slowly to his official position without looking sideways, then reached out to brush off the dust on the seat, raised his eyebrows and looked down at the person sitting in the first seat: "Cheng He, together What do you think about the soaring food prices in the state, let me hear it."

Cheng He was the former Minister of the Household Department who was squeezed back by Rong Lan as the servant of the Household Department, and he was also the person who really held the real power of the Household Department.Rong Lan called him by his first name without honorifics, and when he asked this indifferently, the Shangshu Pavilion was suddenly quiet again.

Cheng He was able to be the second-rank Shangshu before, so he has the real ability and the bearing that a high-ranking official should have. As his immediate superior, Rong Lan asked him about his political views. There was nothing wrong with him. He walked up to Rong Lan and answered Said: "The lower officials think that the national grain should be released to stabilize prices."

Rong Lan nodded and sat down, then asked: "How much is appropriate?"

Cheng He was a little embarrassed: "There was a snowstorm last winter, and this year's autumn harvest has not yet come. To tell you the truth, the grain in the state warehouse is seriously insufficient, and it has caught up with the approval of the military grain. Discuss with several adults."

After hearing this, Rong Lan handed over a booklet, her tone still unremarkable: "Since you are still discussing, you may wish to refer to my opinion. The emperor is very worried about this matter. You and I are ministers, so we should share the worries for the emperor as soon as possible." For good."