After rebirth, I took the script of spoiling my wife

In the living room on the second floor, Rong Qing sat at the top and Yang Ling sat at the bottom and left.

The Cangheng thief took the little wolf cubs to the backyard to run and play.

"You really want a self-portrait."

"Didn't you promise me that you would draw a self-portrait for me as soon as I came back from the frontier?" Yang Ling smiled familiarly with Rong Qing.

After hearing Yang Ling's words, Rong Qing remembered what he said three years ago.

At that time, he just started to get in touch with self-portraits, and he promised Yang Ling that if he could come back from the frontier experience, and he could also learn something, he would paint a self-portrait for Yang Ling.

"Then do you want me to draw it for you now?"

"Right now."

"it is good."

After Rong Qing agreed, he took Yang Ling to the backyard, where the shopkeeper had already prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

"I remember senior brother Xixiao." Rong Qing still remembered that Yang Ling played the flute very well.

However, Yang Ling took out a sword, and then swiped it in the air. The sword energy streaked across the leaves, and then the leaves fell one after another, like a rain of leaves.

"I like to use swords now."

Rong Qing looked at the sword in Yang Ling's hand and said nothing. In his eyes, it was not the rain of leaves that Yang Ling showed, but the sword dance that Jun Yan had shown in front of him.

Rong Qing scratched his sleeves, and said in a bit of embarrassment: "I'm not very good at drawing swords." He lied, but he didn't want to draw swords for anyone other than Jun Yan.

"Your flute is pretty good too, can you paint it?" Seeing that Yang Ling lost his smile, Rong Qing was afraid that Yang Ling would be angry if he didn't meet Yang Ling's request, so he could only pray.

Yang Ling put down his sword and looked into Rong Qing's eyes. Those eyes used to be the most attractive to him, and they were also the ones he wanted to treasure and monopolize.

But now these eyes no longer have him, but another person.This makes him not jealous, how can he be willing.

"How is the prince treating you?" Yang Ling suddenly asked Rong Qing this question.

Rong Qing was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect Yang Ling to ask this question suddenly, but he still replied seriously: "Your Highness, he treats me very well."

"Then are you willing to spend your whole life in the backyard?"

"Senior brother, I was the one who fell in love with His Highness first, and I wanted to stay by His Highness's side. From the beginning to the end, there was no reluctance."

When Rong Qing talked about Jun Yan, his beautiful eyes lit up.It made Yang Ling jealous.

"Even if the prince marries someone else in the future, when he loves someone else and neglects you, do you still think so?"

Yang Ling's questions became more tricky one after another, which made Rong Qing feel a little bad when he was in a good mood.

"Yes, until the end of my life." Rong Qing knew that Jun Yan had promised him as long as he was alone, but he couldn't guarantee how long this promise would last, but right now, as long as Jun Yan is his alone, that's enough.

"..." Yang Ling was dumbfounded.

"Brother, do you still want me to draw today?"

"Don't draw anymore, keep it." Yang Ling got the answer he didn't want to hear. The jealousy in his heart made him lose control of his emotions, and he needed to calm down.

"Then come to me when senior brother wants to paint." When Rong Qing heard that Yang Ling was leaving, he didn't take the initiative to persuade him to stay.

Yang Ling felt sad when he heard Rong Qing's calm voice.It turned out that they could never go back to three years ago.

"Do you still remember that every time I wanted to leave before, you would hold me back with a look of reluctance. Three years is not long or short, but you have grown up without knowing it." Yang Ling Try to suppress the tumbling emotions in your heart.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Rong Qing obviously remembered the past, but now that he has Jun Yan, he can't get too close to anyone other than Jun Yan.

In particular, Jun Yan loves Yang Ling's jealousy, so he can't get too close to Yang Ling.But he will still treat Yang Ling like his elder brother.

"It's not your fault, you're not at fault." The one who was wrong was him, he blamed him for not coming back in time to stop Rong Qing and the prince's wedding, it was his fault that made Rong Qing come to the prince's side.

It's not his fault that Rong Qing didn't understand Yang Ling's words.Obviously he put Jun Yan first, so he can only be ashamed of Yang Ling.

"Wow~" The little wolf cub suddenly jumped from the tree into Rong Qing's arms, and then looked at Yang Ling fiercely.

"Little wolf, wait for me, wait..." Cang Heng shouted while running, until he rushed to Yang Ling, Cang Heng stopped talking.

"Second Lieutenant Yang."

"Master Cang."

Cang Heng and Yang Ling asked if they were all right, and then he looked at the blank rice paper in front of Rong Qing.

"Your Highness Zhengjun, have you not given the portrait of Second Lieutenant Yang yet?" When outsiders were present, Cang Heng would not be as casual as before, otherwise it would be troublesome if he was caught not observing etiquette.

"Not yet." Rong Qing answered Cang Heng's words after rubbing the cub's head.

"Then why are you still painting? I won't bother you if you paint." Compared to being bureaucratic here, he still likes to play happily with the little wolf cubs.

"No more painting, I have something to do today, I will visit Zhengjun another day and say goodbye." Yang Ling knew that Cang Heng was the prince's servant, and he didn't want to deal with the prince's people right now.

Cang Heng was a little confused, Yang Ling finally invited Rong Qing to paint, why did he suddenly stop painting, why didn't he know that Yang Ling was such a willful person?

Rong Qing handed the little wolf cub into Cang Heng's arms: "I'll send Second Lieutenant Yang off, you can continue playing with it!"

Then Rong Qing and Yang Ling walked towards the exit, neither of them said a word along the way.

Rong Qing didn't stop until he reached the front hall of the painting gallery: "Brother, walk slowly."

"Remember, if you have anything to do, just come to me, and I will help you, just like before." Yang Ling wanted to play the emotional card, and wanted to exchange the former friendship for a little place in Rong Qing's heart .

"Thank you, brother." Rong Qing didn't reject Yang Ling's intention, he just regarded it as the kind of brotherhood that an elder brother has for a younger brother.

After sending Yang Ling away, Rong Qing turned around and went back to the backyard to find Cang Heng and the little wolf cub

It wasn't until sunset that Rong Qing got into the carriage and returned to the East Palace.

As soon as he entered the Luoyang Hall, Rong Qing hugged the little wolf cub when he saw Jun Yan sitting near the door, meeting Rong Qing's eyes.

When Jun Yan saw Rong Qing came back, he wanted to rush over to hug Rong Qing, but he didn't expect that Rong Qing was holding an unsightly little wolf cub in his arms.

"I'm tired outside the palace today." Jun Yan stood up, walked in front of Rong Qing, reached out and grabbed the little wolf cub by the neck, and threw it towards Xiao Yuzi.

"How can I be so delicate, I just painted today, and I'm not tired at all." Rong Qing smiled at Jun Yan.

"Then do you miss me?" Seeing Rong Qing's smile, Jun Yan couldn't help getting closer, speaking in a slightly lower voice in Rong Qing's ear.

Rong Qing blushed slightly, then slowly nodded and said: "Yes, I miss you..."

[The author has something to say: How to say, Yang Ling's love is a little bit delicate, and he will not let go of Qing Bao, so our Prince Highness must work hard to protect his daughter-in-law! ! 】