There is a fake demigod in the East Palace

Rong Zheng lay in the bathtub with his eyes slightly closed.The cold bath water flooded his body, and he kicked out all the attendants, and the eardrums that had been buzzing all night only found a moment of peace.

His limbs became slightly cool under the cold water, and he was a little groggy.

At this moment, there was a very soft door opening sound behind him.Rong Zheng closed his eyes and said, "I told you, I can come by myself, let's all go out."

The person who came did not obey His Highness the Crown Prince's order, he closed the bathroom door behind his back, turned to face Rong Zheng and said, "It's me."

Hearing Ye Zhaoling's voice, Rong Zheng didn't answer as if he was completely asleep, but he didn't let him go out either.

The water vapor in the bathroom dissipated, the water droplets on the glass slowly slid down, and the tip of the nose was filled with cold tide.Ye Zhaoling opened the damp bead curtain, calmed down a little, and finally put on a playful joke in his voice.

"I heard that the prince is hungry today?" He walked into the bathroom and asked knowingly.

Rong Zheng opened his eyes to look at him, and quickly looked away: "You are quite well informed."

"It's on TV right now." Ye Zhaoling leaned against the mirror with his arms folded and said with a smile, "It's rare to be on the front line of watching the excitement."

Rong Zheng laughed, and didn't seem to take this matter too seriously.He slowly picked up a handful of cold water and poured it on his shoulders, and asked Ye Zhaoling with squinting eyes: "Is it lively?"

Ye Zhaoling's gaze frivolously wandered around Rong Zheng's body, and then pretended to be reserved and said: "It can barely catch my eyes."

Rong Zheng has soaked in the bath for more than an hour, and the paint on his body has been cleaned almost, but there is still a little red paint left on his back.

Rong Zheng saw the red paint on his back through the mirror, he sat up straight, and said to Ye Zhaoling, "Come and help me when you've seen enough."

"My fee is not cheap." Ye Zhaoling said over and over again, while taking off the watch on his hand and putting it on the tray, rolled up his sleeves, sat down by the bathtub, and said to Rong Zheng: "It is said on the Internet that you will eat at the same table as me. A meal would cost millions."

Rong Zheng reached out to grab the jacket that was thrown aside, took a diamond brooch from the front and put it in Ye Zhaoling's hand, and said richly: "First, wrap it for two months."

The spots of red paint on Rong Zheng's back had dried completely. Ye Zhaoling first turned on the faucet and poured some hot water into the bathtub, then dipped cotton with olive oil, and applied it on his skin bit by bit.

Rong Zheng's skin turned red from repeated wiping with cotton swabs. Ye Zhaoling stared at the red marks on his back and asked, "The East Palace has long since found out that Wei Ran had a connection with Rong Rong in private, but from the beginning to the end, you didn't Suspected Wei Ran."

Rong Zheng nodded and said, "Yes."

"Why do you trust him so much?" Ye Zhaoling asked.

When the matter has developed to this point, there is no need to hide anything, Rong Zheng said slowly: "Yanwen once explained that if something happens to him one day, Wei Ran will be fully responsible for his research project, and Wei Ran will definitely be responsible. Complete the task for him."

Ye Zhaoling stopped moving, and asked, "He knows that Rong Rong is going to attack him?"

"He doesn't know." Rong Zheng shook his head, and said, "How can there be only Rong Rong who wants Fu Yiwen to die?"

Fu Yiwen doesn't have the ability to foretell. The reason why he said this to Rong Zheng early is because science and technology are important productive forces, and scientific research personnel, as a country's soft power, have become a high-risk occupation.In recent decades, countless scientists have been assassinated in countries all over the world.

Most of these scientific researchers were assassinated by other countries, and some were killed by their own country's competitors. They all mastered their country's core scientific research technology.It is precisely because of this consideration that Fu Yiwen has kept Wei Ran behind the scenes for so many years.

Ye Zhaoling asked, "What are you going to do next?"

"First try our best to find Wei Ran's whereabouts. If it doesn't work, I can only stop the project plan and cooperate with the investigation to prove my innocence." There may be some room for redemption.”

"Actually, what you are researching is not an amorphous material." Ye Zhaoling put down the cotton swab, stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, and said, "It's a secret research and development of ultra-precision polishing."

Rong Zheng turned around and looked at him with a little surprise in his eyes: "You know?"

"Guess." The water in the bathtub was not as cold as it was at the beginning, Ye Zhaoling turned off the hot water, and continued: "If it's just a new material, you don't need to go to this point."

Ultra-precision parts are an important means for various countries to restrict the technological development of the Dasheng Dynasty.Now this technology is monopolized by several big countries. If other countries want to maintain production, they must import spare parts at high prices.

Holding this technology firmly in their own hands will not only bring huge profits, but also consolidate the dominance of various countries in the field of science and technology. No one wants other countries to have the ability to produce and develop their own.If Rong Zheng's team can successfully develop this project independently, then the medical, aerospace, military, integrated circuit and other fields of the dynasty will undergo a qualitative leap.

The reason why Rong Zheng organized a team to carry out this research secretly was that he was worried about covetousness by his peers, and also to avoid interference from other countries. There have been too many "accidental deaths" of domestic experts due to various reasons in history.

There have been too many lessons learned in the past, and Rong Zheng had to be more cautious, not to leak a little bit of information until the project was thoroughly researched and succeeded.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yiwen was still killed.

"Probably everyone thinks that I am fascinated by money." Rong Zheng looked down at his reflection in the water, his voice gradually lowered: "But the result is still the same, we were beaten back to our original shape, even worse than before. bad."

Ye Zhaoling couldn't see the expression on Rong Zheng's face, but understood his frustration and loss from a few words.For a moment, Ye Zhaoling couldn't tell whether the feeling of suffocation in his throat came from the bottom of his heart, or from the empathy with the host of the soul.

Ye Zhaoling didn't want to explore this abnormality any more, so he turned Rong Zheng to face him, held up his hands that were white from soaking in the water, and said solemnly: "No, Your Highness, you are the king of heaven." A proud son of heaven and nobles, everything you want will come true."

As he spoke, he looked into Rong Zheng's eyes, brushed away his wet forehead hair with his fingertips, and said softly, "Don't be sad."

From Ye Zhaoling's eyes, Rong Zheng saw an illusion of tenderness, which made Rong Zheng feel that he had appeared in his heart briefly.

Rong Zheng asked a little uncertainly: "Really?"

What Ye Zhaoling wanted to say in his heart was, I will help you solve your troubles, don't be sad.But when the words came to his lips, they turned into a very foolish sentence: "The poor man has boundless magic power, can he still lie to you?"

As soon as Ye Zhaoling finished speaking, Rong Zheng laughed. He suddenly held Ye Zhaoling's hand tightly and pulled him into the bathtub.

Ye Zhaoling didn't notice it for a while, and fell sideways into the water, splashing a lot of water.

"Rong Zheng!"

Ye Zhaoling was so annoyed by Rong Zheng's turn of face and denial, he struggled to sit up, but was pushed back into the water by Rong Zheng again.

"I want one thing right now." Rong Zheng's eyes no longer looked depressed, as if the sadness and disappointment just now were just an illusion to lure Ye Zhaoling closer.

His body was pressed against Ye Zhaoling, his fingers slid under the water vaguely, his lips moved down the slender neck, and finally stopped between Ye Zhaoling's collarbones.

Rong Zheng looked up at Ye Zhaoling, and asked in a low voice, "It just depends on whether Daoist Ye's words count?"

Rong Zheng's tone was ambiguous and his eyes were explicit, Ye Zhaoling felt relieved in an instant.The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a knowing smile.

"Have you thought it over clearly, Your Highness?" Ye Zhaoling started to unbutton his chest, and said with a smile, "I am not a generous person, and I have to make up for everything I give out."

"It's easy to say." Rong Zheng squeezed Ye Zhaoling's waist, lowered his head and bit his Adam's apple, his voice was hoarse: "As long as I can afford it."

Rong Zheng and Ye Zhaoling played charades for most of the day, but it didn't mean they reached a consensus on the upper and lower issues.After the two performed eighteen martial arts in the small bathtub, Rong Zheng finally hugged Ye Zhaoling into his arms as he wished.

The bathroom was in chaos, and someone's clothes were piled up on the floor, which had already been soaked through.Ye Zhaoling leaned her head back against the edge of the bathtub, her chest heaving up and down rapidly.

Water continued to overflow from the overwhelmed bathtub, and the steam filled the air again.Rong Zheng tried hard to tell himself that it is good to indulge in pleasure and indulge in lust, but he couldn't restrain himself and wanted to get closer to him.

Finally, thousands of reasons could not resist the longing in his heart, he lowered his head and kissed the slightly parted lips.

Ye Zhaoling froze from the hot and humid touch from the tip of her tongue, and turned her head to avoid it, but was caught by Rong Zheng again.

The swaying water completely returned to calm, and the hand that was firmly gripping the edge of the bathtub was also relaxed. Rong Zheng stopped all unnecessary movements and kissed that person wholeheartedly.

Ye Zhaoling stared at Rong Zheng for a while with a clear expression, and finally closed his eyes.

In fact, Rong Zheng was not as indulged in lust as he showed, he just wanted to kiss Ye Zhaoling.It's just that his unspeakable thoughts can only be revealed in the name of desire.

The author says:

Let me explain the ins and outs of the small readers who are following the update: As mentioned in the previous article, the country is facing a parts crisis. Fu Yiwen is not developing new materials that are just right for money, but secretly researching technologies to solve the crisis.

When the project was about to succeed, Fu Yiwen died and was replaced by Wei Ran.In order not to waste all previous efforts, the prince insisted on not agreeing to shut down the R&D center to cooperate with the investigation, and he could not tell the truth at this time, so he was splashed with dirty water.

(I don't think you care about that today though.)