My nemesis ascended the throne

Rong Yan is very sick.

Usually, he always has a straight face, eyes closed like this, covered in cold sweat, and looks weak, but this is the first time Xie An has seen him.

It seems that without that layer of cold skin, he is not so annoying.

The candlelight flickered on and off, hitting the half-grown boy's pale face, softening the hard outlines, making the originally handsome face look a little more amiable.

Rong Yan's eyelashes are very long, longer than girls', and they are densely lined up in a row. Due to illness, the color of her lips is a little pale. It follows the appearance of the royal family, and she is very similar to Princess Qingyang when she was young.

He was drowsy, even though he was given medicine, he couldn't swallow it, Xie An could only feed it by mouth.At first, I really had no other thoughts.

It's just that when it reaches the end, it has a little more charming taste.

Xie An is not very old, but he is a child of a powerful family. It's not that he doesn't understand love. The moment the tip of his tongue touched, the cheeky young master Xie, his ears turned red, and he looked at the sleeping man with hatred, stretched out his hand and He pinched his face until there were bruises on the boy's face.

He lay on the edge of the bed, tilted his head and stared at the person on the bed, and couldn't help pulling at the young man's jet-black hair spread out on the bed, feeling like the hair in his hands was like satin.He muttered a few words in a low voice. "Don't die, it's a waste of my hard work these days."

Who knew that although the person on the bed was in a coma, he firmly held Xie An's hand, rubbed his cheek against Xie An's hand, and uttered two syllables in a hoarse voice, "Mother..."

The voice was soft and soft, but the strength of pulling Xie An was very strong.Xie An was shocked, but instead of breaking free from him, he let him go.

Xie An is only two months younger than Rong Jing.

He suddenly thought of the life experience of the person on the bed, who was actually the same as himself. He lost his mother when he was young, and he knew the pain of not having a mother. If he hadn't had a sister who was a queen, the Xie family would have been swallowed up by the women in the back house long ago. up.The third prince is someone who has no one to rely on.

Xie An's heart softened even more, he just felt that it was not easy for the third prince, at most... when he met him in the future, he would stop following the prince to bully him.

It took ten whole days before Rong Jing's fever subsided.

Every time the old lady of Jinghe Palace heard the noise, she knew it was Xie An who came and called him Young Master with a smile.Although I don't know which family's young master it is, he must be a kind-hearted man.It was this son who pulled back the master she had looked up to since she was a child, from the gate of hell.

After waking up, Rong Jing heard from the old mother that there was a young boy who worked so hard to come over the wall every night to bring him some precious medicinal materials, check his pulse, and watch him all night, so he almost saved his life.

A prince almost died in his own bedroom due to an internal dispute. It was a joke to say it, but no one in the royal family would take it as a joke.If you look through the history books, you will know how many dragon sons and emperors and grandchildren died at the hands of the woman in the inner wall and the rootless eunuch.

When people are surrounded by enemies, they always cherish the friendship of sending charcoal in the snow, but the old lady is blind, and the young boy seems unwilling to reveal his identity, and Rong Ren can't make a big fuss about it.Every time I think about it, I only remember that when I was drowsy, I seemed to have touched a pair of soft and warm lips.

There was a light breathing sound, and a pleasant medicinal fragrance.Like a dream.

Later, Xie An never bullied Rong Jing again.

Sometimes Rong Yan would make a fuss, he didn't dare to disobey the prince, and simply wandered around alone, out of sight and out of mind.It's just that the person hid away, and the voice could still be heard in his ears.Occasionally, he would inquire in front of Rong Yan, but Rong Yan just squinted and asked him, "Why do you care so much about that bastard?"

Xie An shut his mouth.

Who would have thought that half a year later, something would happen again.

There is a famous master of painting in Beijing named Qingshan Layman. He is famous for his paintings of beauties and fairy bamboos. It is hard to find a painting.Rong Yan took a fancy to a painting by the master, and wanted to give it to the queen on the queen's birthday to please his mother. Who knew that the master was a tough one, and his paintings were not sold to the rich and powerful, but only to appreciators. The prince's guards pretended to be mobs and chopped off the master's hands.However, this painting later fell into the hands of the third prince's uncle, and later, this master's masterpiece was presented in the name of the third prince during the queen's birthday banquet.

Rong Yan didn't say anything at the time, but secretly, he gritted his teeth and hated her.Not long after, taking advantage of Shengshang's southern tour, he personally went to Jinghe Palace to make a fuss.Later, the third prince fell off his horse while hunting and broke his leg.

When Xie An heard the news, he knew that Rong Yan did it again.

His Royal Highness is so conceited and brutal, he doesn't think His Highness will become a qualified king in the future.

He thought to himself that he didn't know what happened to the third prince's leg.

I was worried about something, and I didn't know how long I walked, but I found that I had reached the front of the Jinghe Palace. After looking around, I sent away the maid who was close to me, and quietly turned in on the wall at the back of the palace. After landing on the ground, he found that Rong Rong was practicing walking in the yard alone.

Xie An suddenly felt that sooner or later His Highness the Crown Prince would kneel in front of the Third Prince to atone for his sins.

It sounds innocent to say so.

When he turned around and wanted to leave, he saw the young man's icy eyes looking over him. Being stared at by those icy eyes, Xie An felt a little uncomfortable, "What are you looking at, the young master came to see if you are dead."

The corner of the opposite person's lips curled up, clearly sneering, "What are you, are you qualified to yell here?"

No matter how downcast the third prince was, he was still the emperor's serious son. In terms of his status, Xie An could not overwhelm him. Xie An felt a little flustered by that stare for no reason.

With a strong breath, he said, "I'm nothing, and there's still a crown prince behind me."

Xie An knew that he shouldn't mention Rong Yan, but he didn't know what to say for a while, he just wanted to stab him.

But the boy opposite seemed to have been stabbed by him, his pupils were dark, but he just said in a cold voice, "Go slowly, don't see him off."

When Xie An came, he climbed over the wall with a piece of dog's tail in his mouth, but when he left, he went out through the main entrance. He was so angry that he trampled on the flowers and plants along the way.

The prince broke his leg, this matter cannot be concealed, Sheng Shang came back from his tour to the south, and did not find any results after two full months of investigation.Because of this incident, it was rare for him to feel a little guilty about this child, and promised that when the third prince turned sixteen, he would be crowned King Rong, and he could go out of the palace to build a mansion.

Later, when the third prince reached the age of sixteen, he left the palace to build a mansion, and there was no intersection with the inner palace.