The reborn boy is called Xianggong! !

Rong Shizi, who was messing around in the north wind and trying to calm down, was put into a lifeless position by Zhao Changqing's words, and there were waves in his heart, and the waves rolled in layers, piled up in his heart, and finally, he came down suddenly , chilling Rong Qian's heart.

No matter how stubborn he is, he has to admit that Zhao Changqing is right.If the child he raised for six years really ignored Zhao Changqing, he would feel even more chilled.

I have only been with him for half a year, and it is not easy to be treated sincerely by him, so how can I ask for more?Anyway, take your time.

Rong Qian suddenly thought of the time when he took Ye Sheng to find Concubine Su during the Mid-Autumn Festival.The child obviously had a very happy conversation with Concubine Su Gui, but when he asked him, he didn't even confide a word.Even when he asked him himself, he still pretended to be ignorant.

That lively little face is still vivid in my memory, I was able to plan carefully at that time, but now I can't?

Rong Qian walked slowly through the snow.The bluestone slab was covered with thick white snow, and there was a slight sound when the foot stepped on it, creaking all the way until the bluestone slab came to an end.Rong Qian was wearing a squirrel's cloak, with his hands already frozen in the cuffs, standing in the courtyard of Gaoshan Xiaozhu.

Under the eaves, Ye Sheng twisted his hands, standing helplessly looking forward to it.Seeing him back, Fang was overjoyed.After a while, he restrained his expression again, and carefully stood on the spot and peeked at him.

Rong Qian softened his heart in an instant, turning his inexplicable irritability into nothingness.

"Why don't you come in?" Rong Qian pretended to cough, and walked a few steps forward to Ye Sheng.Just about to pat his head as usual, but suddenly stopped.

Seeing his movements, Ye Sheng frowned even more, then raised his head and smiled at him after a while. "It's cold outside, let's talk when you come in." He pulled his cloak as he spoke.Pull him back into the house.

Rong Qian let him go and let him push himself on the chair.

"Ye Sheng, I can wait." Rong Qian looked at him deeply, as if he wanted to keep the child in front of him in his mind and engrave it in his memory.

"What are you waiting for?" Ye Sheng raised his head.The frown still lingered.

Waiting for your heart to become only me.Waiting for me to become your most important person.Waiting for the future to not be compared with your senior brother.

With so much waiting, Rong Qianque didn't dare to say anything. "It's nothing." Rong Qian felt bitter in his heart. "You go and pour me a cup of hot tea, how about we laugh away our grievances?"

"We only have kindness and no enmity." Ye Sheng smiled.

"Well. No hatred." Rong Qian nodded.

"Are you still awake?" Ye Sheng asked him hesitantly, a little lacking in confidence. "The hangover soup that Chen San'er cooked for you is still hot."

"If you don't drink soup, just have a cup of hot tea." Rong Qian didn't change his face, watching Ye Sheng become more and more "kind".

"Okay." Ye Sheng responded with a smile, then turned around and went to serve tea.

Unexpectedly, he ran too fast and tripped over a corner of the table.He staggered a few steps and was about to fall to the floor.

"Be careful." Rong Qian reacted quickly, and before he finished speaking, he came over to hug him with both hands, preventing him from falling to the floor.

"Why are you so careless?" Rong Qian laughed at him.Hold him up and make him stand still.

Ye Sheng didn't react much, he just firmly grasped the hand he extended over just now.

"Why is it so cold?" Ye Sheng held Rong Qian's hand.When I touched it, I realized it was bitingly cold.No wonder Rong Qian didn't touch him outside the door just now.

"It's snowing outside." Rong Qian smiled casually, and subconsciously withdrew his hand.

"Then why don't you, are you stupid?" Ye Sheng couldn't hold back anymore, and wept.Two small hands held Rong Qian's big hand, wishing to put it into his clothes.

Rong Qian is afraid of the cold, if he gets angry and hates him so much, he will let him go out in the cold, and only come back with cold hands and feet?

"Yes. I'm stupid." Rong Qian sighed.This kid is just too sensitive.

"I'm stupid. Aren't you stupid too? Do you know why I'm angry today?" Rong Qian didn't mind icing him anymore, and pulled out his left hand to gently scratch the tip of his nose.Wiped his tears for him.

"I know." Ye Sheng murmured.Nodding wildly.Sobbing softly. "Brother, I just said it."

"Ye Sheng" Rong Qian sighed.If the senior brother didn't tell you, would you know?Do you know how important you are?

"Forget it, go and bring me some tea. Let me drink a cup of hot tea to warm my body." Rong Qian rubbed Ye Sheng's crying face with rain.He was so cold that he shivered before letting him go.

The book is solemn, the hatred is clear, and the sky will make the sorrowful and passionate.Get up and seal the question with your hands.

. . . . . .Could it be that he was bewildered.

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It snowed heavily for several days.After all this trouble, Ye Sheng was extremely well-behaved.Just a place to sleep.The other two didn't know how to back down, Ye Sheng could only live in Gaoshan Xiaozhu for one day, and Zhao Changqing's Hanqin Xiaozhu for two days.The wheel is smooth and natural.

There were a few sporadic snowfalls in the middle, and the Chinese New Year was about to begin.

Ye Sheng went to Hanqin Xiaozhu to bid farewell to Zhao Changqing on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.The leisurely rhyme played by Hanqin was long, and Ye Sheng couldn't bear to disturb him, so he listened to Zhao Changqing finish playing it.

This piece is called "Changqing", and it is the most played piece by the senior brother.

Later Rong Qian told him.said in the book.Changqing is interested in snow, talking about its plot without dusty ambitions, weary of the world, and super-empty and bright.The ambition is high and ancient, and its interest is far-reaching, like the clarity and depth of a cold pool, and the high meaning lies in the surface of the desert. Traveling through the ages, you have the idea of ​​Zixu Daluo, as if you are flying to the capital with feathers.

Such an elegant and interesting name is definitely not his master's spirit.He was the one who named the dog at the foot of Taixu Mountain.When I got up, I even fooled the dog girl and said, this name is easy to support, and I guarantee that I will come from Baitai in the future in good health.

Gouziniang smiled from ear to ear.Let's just say he's educated.

Ye Sheng guessed that the brother's name was given by his relatives.The senior brother probably knew something, but he didn't tell him.The master must know something, so he didn't tell him.

Ye Sheng felt that there was nothing he could do to help, so he had to go to Rong Qian.

Rong Qian asked Rong Ling to investigate.However, after checking and checking, it was found that the dirty things done by the nobles were countless.Throw a child, throw a son or something.It was exhausting to check.In this way, it will be nothing.

Ye Sheng watched Zhao Changqing play the piano and howled, and sat beside him sighing.The stove in the room was warm, and after a while Ye Sheng lay down on the tea table beside the stove and fell asleep.

In a daze, he just felt that someone carried him into the house.The quilt was very warm.

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emmmmm. Good night.