little son-in-law

Sometimes being forgotten is also a kind of happiness, this is Rong Jin's biggest experience after living in Prince Yu's Mansion for more than a month.

Seeing that it was mid-October, there was still no news from the palace, and it seemed that he had been completely forgotten about. Of course, Rong Jin didn't want them to worry too much.In modern times, there is no saying: no news is good news.

In October, the weather in Shengjing became colder and colder. He remembered that when he first came here, the maple trees in the garden were still green. These days, they have gradually turned red, scorching and dazzling, like flowers and fire, gorgeous and eye-catching.

Although Rong Jin left in a hurry, all the clothes that should be brought were in place. Princess Yu also sent some newly cut winter clothes, and the materials were all excellent, so there was no problem of suffering from cold and starvation.

Nangong Yuanyuan is 13 years old this year, and she is the age of Zhang Luo's marriage partner. Of course, she does not need to show her face for these things. What she needs to do is to learn more embroidery and cooking skills without falling behind. Yes, Princess Yu also often calls her to her room to ask some questions about the housekeeping. Perhaps most people think that when a noble lady marries, she is the wife of the family, and she doesn’t have to cook and embroider herself. In fact, it’s the opposite. The ladies of the aristocratic families pay more attention to the cultivation of these so-called "women's morals".On the contrary, it is talent, which is good if you have it. Without everyone, the husband's family will not feel that there is anything wrong.

"Brother Rong, look at my fingers..." Nangong Yuanyuan pouted all the way from the gate of the garden to the study, spread her ten fingers, and handed them to Rong Jin who was writing.

This is the first time this kind of thing has happened this month, and he can't count it. At first, he was still nervous for a while, but later he realized that this is a drama that is played out almost every day, so now he is very calm He took the emerald paperweight beside him and pressed down the unfinished calligraphy.

Only then did I take a closer look, Yuanyuan's ten fingers were long and slender, with the roundness of a girl, and the originally tender and tender fingers were now stained with blood.Rong Jin sighed helplessly, I have to say that Yuanyuan is very talented in cooking, she can master it as soon as she learns it, and often she can make some fresh snacks by herself.But when it comes to women's red... that's what I saw today. Rong Jin thought that even if ordinary people don't know how to embroider, they wouldn't prick their fingers with needles, but Yuanyuan has the ability to sew her fingers It looks like a hornet's nest.

Rong Jin led her to sit down on the stone bench by the lake, and went back to her room to get the high-quality knife wound medicine in the white porcelain bottle that she was used to these days. The bottle in Rong Jin's hand is the top grade among the top grades. In Nanchuan, even the generals can only get one bottle a year, but now they have to touch the little girl's needled fingers every day. Rong Jin wants to laugh as she walks .

Nangong Yuanyuan put her finger in Rong Jin's hand with ease.

Rong Jin first poured the white ointment into the palm of her hand, held Yuanyuan's hand, and spread it evenly on her ten fingertips.

"Bah!" Nangong Yuanyuan only felt a tingling pain in her fingertips, gasped for air, and tears welled up.

"Does it hurt? Yuanyuan?" Rong Jin raised her head and asked with concern; "It won't hurt if I blow it on for you." Then, every time you smear it on a finger, blow it gently.

Rong Jin still remembered that in modern times, his younger sister, Qiao Ziyi, had been very delicate since she was a child. Every time she touched a little bit, it would make her teary. Although Rong Jin hasn't done it for many years, she is naturally very familiar with the business that she was once proficient in.I don't know how Ziyi is doing now, after leaving him, I don't know if she already knows that another person is doting on her. Speaking of which, this Yuanyuan's personality is very similar to Ziyi's. Standing in front of him, he is also willing to pamper him more.

Nangong Yuanyuan looked at Rong Jin who was applying medicine to him in front of her, her thick eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a little shadow, her expression was gentle and focused.Yuanyuan remembered the news that her second brother had said during breakfast that cousin Qingyun had formally proposed to Uncle Huang to cancel her engagement with Prince Rong's son Rong Jin.The reason was that the evidence of King Rong's rebellion was conclusive, although the emperor wanted to pardon the death penalty for the face of the Rong family's past contributions to Daning.But Rong Jin, the prince's son, is in the same boat, so he should not be a son-in-law anymore.What the second brother said was that although Uncle Huang didn't make an order immediately, he probably agreed.A son-in-law who was divorced by the royal princess in front of everyone in the world, what awaits him is his ruined reputation, what kind of good girl from a good family is willing to marry.What's more, the Rong family is now accused of treason.

But Brother Rong is obviously such a good person...

"Brother Rong, I will marry you when Yuanyuan grows up." Nangong Yuanyuan didn't know what she was thinking, and when she came back to her senses, the words had already blurted out.After realizing what she said, she only felt that her face was burning hot.

"Little girl." There was a doting smile in Rong Jin's eyes.

"I'm not a child anymore, Brother Rong, I'll be ready in three years, anyway, Sister Qingyun doesn't like you." Nangong Yuanyuan was a little shy at first, but seeing that Rong Jin treated her like a child, only The bit of shyness that he had was also gone to the sky, and what should be said and what should not be said poured out.He didn't realize it until he finished speaking, and immediately covered his mouth with regret.

"Really? Did Yuanyuan hear something?" Rong Jin didn't think it was too surprised, it was just a matter of time, and with his current status, the eldest princess who was born as the queen's son was indeed too high-ranking.He thought it strange that the imperial decree that ransacked the house didn't annul the marriage contract together, but now it's good to have it cancelled, otherwise he really couldn't accept such a thing as letting him marry his sister.

Seeing that Rong Jin didn't show too much concern, Nangong Yuanyuan took a deep breath.I also let go of the heart that I had been carrying just now. "No, Brother Rong, I haven't heard anything." It's just that my eyes blinked quickly.You can't tell Brother Rong. If Brother Rong doesn't say anything on the surface, he will definitely feel sad in his heart. It's better to keep it a secret for a day.

Rong Jin pretended not to see her small movements, and took the other hand to continue the previous work of applying the medicine.

Nangong Yuanyuan was afraid that she would say the wrong thing again, so she also kept her mouth shut.There was a rare silence between the two.

The person standing at the gate of the garden does not know how long he has been standing there, his face is calm, watching the slightly intimate movements of the two before, the man is handsome, the woman is pretty, against the red leaves all over the garden, and the dense lake water, it is really a painting Average view.

"Young master, do you want me..." The guards at the door are all old people in the palace. Although the young master has been moody since he was a child, and he has become more and more unpredictable when walking in front of the emperor these years, but Right now, he feels that the eldest young master is unhappy, because he feels that the weather that has already turned cold seems to have directly entered the twelfth lunar month.The eldest young master must be concerned that the young lady is too close to a strange young man.

"No need." Nangong turned around quietly, glanced at him, and strode away.

The moment Nangong Jingshen turned around, Rong Jin raised her head and looked over Yuanyuan's shoulder, only seeing a slender back in black.

Sending the maid on duty down to rest, Rong Jin tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep. Today is another full moon night. Today, two months ago, he was still in Prince Rong's mansion. The imperial decree arrived. Today he is already in Yu Wang's Mansion in the capital.The moonlight seems to be extraordinarily bright tonight, even if there is no light in the room, the furniture and furnishings can be clearly seen.

Thinking that there was still a book in the study room, and he hadn’t finished it today, he got up and put on a thick coat to go out. It was late at night, and the cold air that came to his face made him shiver. Under the red lantern at the door, the guards were still there. The individuals gathered together stomped their feet from time to time, and talked about something in a low voice.

Rong Jin entered the study room and easily found the book that was still turned upside down on the table. She planned to take the book and leave, but she tripped over something, and Rong Jin tilted her body, reacting extremely He quickly grabbed somewhere on the bookshelf beside him. Before he could see clearly, the bookshelf made a "squeak" and slowly moved away to the sides, revealing a secret door behind. The secret door was carefully made, almost It is integrated with the wall. If it is in the daytime, even if the bookshelf is removed, it is difficult to find the hidden door. However, the moonlight is bright tonight, and due to the angle of the moonlight, the hidden door is faintly outlined in the moonlight.

Rong Jin stretched out his hand and pushed twice, but he didn't move at all. He added a little more internal force, but he still couldn't push. Rong Jin frowned, it's impossible, this is obviously the entrance, knocking on the wall, he could clearly hear the inside There must be a hidden space.

Rong Jin tried to apply force to both sides, but when she moved to the right, there was no response. She pressed to the left, and the door slid open without a sound, and a long and narrow staircase led to the depths. The place where the moonlight could not reach was dark .

Rong Jin turned around and touched the candle and flint in the drawer. In order not to attract the attention of the guards outside, Rong Jin didn't light it until he stepped on the stairs. A big room.There are some gadgets scattered on the shelf against the wall, including children’s rattles, tumblers, and clay dolls... It seems that they are all children’s toys. There are many boxes on the table next to them, and they are also covered with dust. Rong Jin opened a few, and there were fan pendants, jade pendants, jade belts, and several long boxes containing swords. These things seemed to have been kept here for many years, and even if they were covered with dust, they could be seen to be some very expensive things.Because among them there is Qiushui sword, which is one of the four famous swords in the world.

Turning around a shallow corridor, there is another room. Although it is an underground secret room, it is not humid at all. People can even feel the wind when walking in it. This secret room should have more than one entrance.

Pushing open the second door, the room was slightly smaller than the first room, and only a bed was placed in the middle of the room, because there were no other furnishings, but it seemed empty.The surrounding walls seemed to be covered with calligraphy and paintings, the candle light was weak, Rong Jin couldn't see clearly, so she brought the candles closer, but when she looked at them one by one, she became more and more frightened, if someone was around now, she would see It is rare for Rong Jin to lose his composure. The contents of these paintings are actually a man, sitting or standing, or dancing a sword, or meditating, with his clothes fluttering, smiling with flowers, graceful and peerless, these are not surprising to him The main point, what surprised him was this person, even after so many years, he still recognized him at a glance, after all, that person was his - his own.

That's right, it is the current emperor - Nangong Qiuhu.

"Have you seen enough?" A cold voice rose from the ground.

Rong Jin was startled, this time he really didn't notice anyone approaching.

Rong Jin turned around, and saw a figure leaning lazily by the door, the candlelight was weak, and he couldn't see the face of the person coming, but the voice should be a young man, and he was a young man with a high level of martial arts.

"who are you?"

The man gave a low laugh, in this late night, there was a kind of dark temptation.

"You are wandering around in other people's houses, and you ask who the owner is?"

"Nangong Jingshen!" Rong Jin replied affirmatively, because he had heard Nangong Zhiyuan's voice, and Nangong Zhiyuan didn't have the aura of this person.

"I've heard that Rong Wang's son is very smart, I didn't expect to meet here today. It's a pleasure to meet you, Rong Jin." Nangong Jingshen shouted the last two words with special meaning.