Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

Yu Jingdu stared at Rong Zhuo for a while, as if he was judging the authenticity of his words.

Rong Zhuo let him look at him innocently, and even smiled at him frankly.

"Did it disturb your sleep?" Rong Zhuo lowered his voice and said, "Then I'll go outside."

As he spoke, he was about to get up and leave, but found that his wrist was still held by Yu Jingdu.

"Stay with me for a while." Yu Jingdu said.

Rong Zhuo nodded obediently when he heard this, and sat down on the chair beside the couch again.

Yu Jingdu was probably pale because he didn't sleep well just now.

Seeing his appearance, Rong Zhuo couldn't help sighing, "I didn't know you had such an old disease before."

"It's not a day or two, I've already gotten used to it." Yu Jingdu said.

"Does it hurt when you're not sick?"

"It's okay." Yu Jingdu pondered for a moment, and then said: "It's only uncomfortable when you're upset.

He said this lightly, but when Rong Zhuo remembered his appearance when he came here just now, it seemed that he was uncomfortable even when he fell asleep.

"Can it be cured?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"Yeah." Yu Jingdu said: "It just takes some time, and it will be cured."

Rong Zhuo didn't know his current situation, he was afraid that he would be tired from talking too much, so he didn't dare to say too much.

Yu Jingdu didn't know whether he had forgotten, or he was afraid that Rong Zhuo would run away again, so he kept one hand on the other's wrist and didn't let go.

His knuckles are distinct, and even when he is sick, he is extremely powerful.

Rong Zhuo was a little uncomfortable being held by him, so he patted the back of his hand with his other hand, which meant to let him go.

"If you're tired, go to sleep." Rong Zhuo said.

Yu Jingdu slowly let go of his wrist, "It's been a long time since no one had a good conversation with me."

I don't know if it's Rong Zhuo's illusion, but he feels that the tone of "Qingshi" seems to be acting like a baby?

"I'm just afraid that you'll be tired. In fact, I have a lot to ask you." Rong Zhuo unconsciously stroked his finger on the back of Jing Du's hand, "Didn't you follow His Royal Highness the Banquet King? Why are you at Jiang Shaoqing's house? "

Yu Jingdu's eyes froze, "Who told you that I followed Yan Wang?"

"I guessed it." Rong Zhuo said: "Burning Dali Temple to make you escape, does Jiang Shaoqing dare to do such a big thing alone?"

"Well, you guessed it right." Yu Jingdu said: "I have been following him. These days he came to Qingyin Temple to clean up, so I followed. I have nothing to do today and wanted to get some air, so I came here to Jiang Shaoqing's residence."

Rong Zhuo was a little surprised when he heard that, the King of Secret Road Banquet always brought bluestones with him when he came to Qingyin Temple for Qingyin Temple, which shows how much he is valued.

"Then if he knew you were sick, he should be quite worried, right?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"He..." Yu Jingdu thought for a while and said, "He has a cold temper, so he won't care about these things."

Yu Jingdu's original intention was that he didn't want to talk too much about the banquet king in front of Rong Zhuo, for fear that if he said too much, he would lose it.

But Rong Zhuo was quite interested in this topic, and he didn't seem to intend to stop there.

"He treats you badly?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"It's okay, not bad."

Rong Zhuo thought secretly, the implication of okay is that it is not good, right?

Could it be that bringing people with you is just being a tool and not paying attention?

Otherwise, why don't you help treat the disease of "blue stone"?

"He is a prince, he must know the imperial physician?" Rong Zhuo asked: "Can't we let him find the imperial physician to treat you?"

"I've looked for it." Yu Jingdu said, "I can't cure this disease in a day or two."

Rong Zhuo sighed, feeling a little frustrated.

"Are you very interested in Yan Wang?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

"It's okay. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't lie to me by feigning death. I think he should be very important to you."

Yu Jingdu's heart stopped, and he felt a little uncomfortable again.

Rong Zhuo also sensed that this topic was not very pleasant, and was afraid of making Yu Jingdu uncomfortable again, so he hurriedly changed the subject.

"What are you doing these days?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"Following the Banquet King every day... nothing special." After finishing speaking, Yu Jingdu looked at him and asked, "What about you?"

"After you left, I hired another young lady." Rong Zhuo said, "His name is Qingyu, you should know him, right?"

Yu Jingdu controlled his expression, pretending to be calm and said: "I have a little impression."

"He is very nice, he is honest, and he treats me well." Rong Zhuo said as he took out his handkerchief to show him, "He embroidered this for me, and this is the first time someone gave me such a gift. embroidered handkerchief,"

As soon as Yu Jingdu saw the handkerchief, his complexion sank instantly.

Hearing that Xiao Wandan was a little dissatisfied, he said: "We have known each other for so long, and you never thought of giving me anything, and I always gave you."

Yu Jingdu didn't expect that he would still care about this, and immediately felt a little guilty.

Thinking about it carefully, since the two met, the little dandy really gave him a lot of things, not to mention food and drink, as well as all kinds of gaudy gadgets, as well as the rose flowers in his room that were not broken at that time...

But it's not because he didn't give away Rong Zhuo's things because he didn't have any thoughts, but because in his capacity, he would not leave anything related to him under that situation. The handkerchief in his hand.

Later, he actually thought about giving Rong Zhuo something, but he thought that he shouldn't leave too much thought behind, so he gave up.

Over the years, Yu Jingdu has only learned how to make himself cold and alienated, but has never learned how to show closeness to others.

"Actually, I also gave you a handkerchief, did you forget?" Yu Jingdu said intentionally.

"I..." After being reminded by him, Rong Zhuo's expression suddenly became a little unnatural.

Yu Jingdu deliberately teased him, "You carry the handkerchief Qingyu gave you with you every day, but what about the handkerchief I gave you?"

"I accidentally lost it..." Rong Zhuo felt guilty.

"Really?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

"No." Rong Zhuo didn't really want to lie to him, he hesitated for a while before saying: "I'll tell you about this, you have to keep it a secret for me."

"Okay." Yu Jingdu suddenly became interested.

"After you left, I don't know which annoying spirit went to Guozixue to give advice and insisted on asking me to continue studying. I had no choice but to go back." Rong Zhuo said.

Yu Jingdu, the "annoying spirit" who went to make comments blindly at the beginning, glanced at Rong Zhuo with a guilty conscience, and his expression was very exciting.

"After returning to Guozixue, I met another friend named Zhou Feng." Rong Zhuo said, "Do you remember that I attended the poetry meeting held by Prince Yong'an Hou? Zhou Feng and I met at that time. "

Rong Zhuo originally wanted to tell him about the whereabouts of the handkerchief, but ended up talking a lot about how he met Zhou Feng and how he became friends, and finally turned the topic to Da Zhuang.

"Da Zhuang is Zhou Feng's servant, he looks quite honest." Rong Zhuo said.

"The name is not very nice." Yu Jingdu said.

"The name was given by his parents, and he didn't choose it himself." Rong Zhuo said.

Hearing this, Yu Jingdu silently made a note to Zhou Feng in his heart.

"I actually liked him very much at first, and even considered him a friend. I didn't expect him to have such thoughts for me." Rong Zhuo talked about how he asked Zhou Feng for help, and how Da Zhuang helped him write a policy theory The matter was told to Yu Jingdu again.

Yu Jingdu asked him this matter before just out of curiosity, and also wanted to tease the other party.

He originally thought that the little dandy would arrange a few words to him, but to his surprise, Rong Zhuo had no reservations about him, and even told him what kind of food he took "Da Zhuang" to Jiang Yuezhai for dinner.

Xiao Wandan was a bit long-winded when he told stories, but that kind of babbling about every detail carried a certain kind of subconscious intimacy and trust, as if because he was facing a person who didn't need to defend himself, he didn't have to think carefully when he spoke. Just talk about it.

This person was obviously angry with him half a day ago, so angry that he wished he would die forever, but after his anger subsided, he treated him without any grudges.

Yu Jingdu felt that his heart was burning, and the eyes he looked at Rong Zhuo were a little warmer than before.

He used to think about whether he was the special one in Rong Zhuo's heart.

Rong Zhuo gave him the answer today...

"I never told anyone about this." Rong Zhuo said to him seriously: "Anyway, you don't know Da Zhuang, so if I tell you, it's just me complaining. You have to keep it a secret for me."

The little dandy looked a little depressed.

Obviously, being "mindful" by a man, he hasn't quite accepted it yet.

"How did you judge that he was interested in you?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"I didn't know at the beginning, but later he hid my handkerchief and gave me a new one." Rong Zhuo said, "And do you know what he used to put the handkerchief in? The best sandalwood box! Isn't this obvious? A boy who doesn't have much property, spend so much money just to give away a handkerchief, saying that he has no other intentions, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Yu Jingdu cooperated.

"Actually, there is one more thing. Later, I recalled that the way he looked at me was special, like..." He looked at Yu Jingdu as he spoke, and hurriedly said, "It's similar to your eyes now. Every time we meet They're all staring at me."

Yu Jingdu was taken aback by him, quickly restrained his gaze, and put on an expression.

Fortunately, Rong Zhuo is immersed in storytelling at the moment, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with Yu Jingdu's eyes at all.

"You say a big man, who would stare at another man like that for no reason?" Rong Zhuo said again.

Yu Jingdu coughed guiltily, "Do you hate him?"

"I don't hate it." Rong Zhuo said: "I quite like him, but he has that kind of thought for me, and I can't continue to be friends with him, otherwise it will hurt him."

Yu Jingdu stared at him meaningfully for a while, feeling a little indescribable in his heart.

"You really hate men that much?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

"It's not that I hate it, but how could I like Da Zhuang?" Rong Zhuo said as a matter of course: "You think, if I really like men, I might as well like you, at least you are better looking than him."

Yu Jingdu's eyes were unconsciously stained with a smile when he heard the words.

After talking so much, Rong Zhuo seemed a little tired, and couldn't help but yawned.

"I'm going to be tired if you're not tired, go to sleep." Rong Zhuo helped him tuck the quilt, got up, went to the low couch outside and lay down.

Yu Jingdu looked at the young man on the low couch from afar, his mind was full of the other party's words "I might as well like you".

He couldn't explain why, but his mood suddenly became particularly good.

Even the stagnation in my heart slowly dissipated with this joy...

"Ah!"

Rong Zhuo on the low couch was probably a little cold.

The late autumn night in the suburbs of Beijing is very cold, and it is not enough for him to only cover his body with a thin blanket.

"Come and sleep." Yu Jingdu said.

"No, you are sick, and it will crush you."

"You'll catch a cold if you sleep there," Yu Jingdu said again.

"It's okay, it's almost dawn." Rong Zhuo sniffed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard rustling, and saw Yu Jingdu threw off the quilt and got out of bed.

Before Rong Zhuo could react, he was picked up and put on the bed.

"It's a peace of mind." Yu Jingdu then lifted the quilt and went in, and lay down next to the couch.

"You vomited blood today, but you still have such strength?" Rong Zhuo asked in surprise.

"It's not my hands and feet that hurt me." Yu Jingdu turned and looked at the person beside him. In the dim light, the little dandy looked more obedient than usual, his eyes were as clear and bright as before, and he didn't care about him. The slightest fortification.

"Sleep." Yu Jingdu stretched out his hand to cover his brows and eyes, and the other party closed his eyes cooperatively and stopped talking.

After a long while, the breathing in the ears gradually became even, and Yu Jingdu slowly withdrew his hand.

The two got closer, and he could feel the warmth of the other person through the thin pajamas, and the familiar light fragrance of the young man lingered in his breath, which made Yu Jingdu's heart slowly relax. .

In the second half of the night, lying beside Rong Zhuo, he finally had a peaceful sleep.

Early the next morning, Yu Jingdu's complexion had slowly recovered a little.

Seeing that he didn't look as worrying as yesterday, Rong Zhuo began to think about going back to school.

After all, he came to Jiangfu secretly, if he never went back, it would inevitably make people suspicious.

Jiang Jiyan originally hoped to send him away quickly, but when he saw that His Highness recovered so quickly with Young Master Rong's company, he immediately changed his mind.

"Young Master Rong, why don't you stay for two more days?" Jiang Jiyan persuaded, "You also know that Qingshi's disease is very difficult, and he doesn't even want to take medicine on weekdays, even if you are here, he is so good. Can be faster."

Rong Zhuo was surprised: "Why didn't he take the medicine?"

"Hi." Seeing that Rong Zhuo was worried, Jiang Jiyan said forcefully, "If people live in this world, if they don't have any thoughts, they will naturally live in a perfunctory way. Qingshi...he is a bit self-defeating."

Rong Zhuo frowned, "Isn't he following the Banquet King now? Why don't you think about it?"

"A man has come this far...you understand." Jiang Jiyan gave him a meaningful look.

Rong Zhuo really "understands" when he heard this.

He always thought that Qingshi didn't care about his identity, but now that he thinks about it, he doesn't seem to be.

So the matter of falling into prostitution has always been a knot in Qingshi's heart?

However, the men beside him, Jiang Jiyan and Yanwang, one is his regular customer, and the other is his current...

That's why Rong Zhuo didn't treat him as a young lady from the beginning to the end, and always treated him with courtesy.

Thinking about it this way, Rong Zhuo understood what Jiang Jiyan meant.

Inside the house, Yu Jingdu stood by the window and coughed lightly twice.

There was freshly brewed medicine on the table beside him, but he didn't seem to want to drink it.

At this time, the door opened with a creak, and he turned his head to look, and saw Xiao Wandan came in with a food box.

Yu Jingdu was startled, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Jiang Shaoqing said that he would find an excuse for me to cover up the past, so that no one would be suspicious." Rong Zhuo sat down at the table and said with a smile, "I'll wait for you to recover for two more days before returning to the capital."

Yu Jingdu nodded, his eyes were stained with a smile that he didn't even notice.

Rong Zhuo ate something with him, and watched him drink the medicine.

At noon, Rong Zhuo moved the recliner outside the porch, and took Yu Jingdu to bask in the sun for a while.

The sun in late autumn falls on people warmly, making people feel a little brighter.

"Can I ask you a question?" Rong Zhuo turned to look at him, "Since you are so unhappy, why do you still follow His Highness the Banquet King?"

As soon as Yu Jingdu heard his tone, he knew that the bastard Jiang Jiyan might be talking nonsense in front of Rong Zhuo again.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Rong Zhuo hurriedly said, "It's okay if you don't want to say it."

"If you want to hear it, I can say it." Yu Jingdu looked at him, "How much do you know about Yan Wang?"

"I only know that he didn't seem to be very favored in the past, and was sent to the border for many years." Rong Zhuo said, "I also know that he wants to kill the prince and become emperor himself."

Yu Jingdu was startled when he heard this.

He looked at the little dandy in front of him in surprise, and wanted to teach him a few words to make him speak carefully in front of outsiders, so as not to get into trouble.But he quickly realized that Rong Zhuo would only say these things in front of him.

It's not that Xiao Wandan doesn't know how to avoid taboos, it's just that he doesn't avoid taboos.

Thinking of this, Yu Jingdu couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart.

"How do you know this?"

"Feel it." Rong Zhuo turned over and said enthusiastically: "To tell you the truth, I think His Royal Highness Yan Wang has the bearing of a real dragon emperor, and he looks like a person who is doing big things."

It doesn't mean that Jing Du reacted, he said again: "Although he has many problems, he is not as hypocritical as the prince. If nothing else, you don't have to worry about him treating you badly if you follow him."

Yu Jingdu's expression was complicated, he didn't know whether to be happy or helpless.

Rong Zhuo always praises others when he praises others, but he still wants to step on the middle.

"You flatter him in front of me, and I won't tell him." Yu Jingdu laughed.

"What I said is true, not flattery." Rong Zhuo said, "Anyway, I think he is much more reliable than the prince."

Yu Jingdu has always known that Rong Zhuo hates the prince, so it's not too surprising to hear him say that.

As for other words, he only regarded them as angry words said by the other party to step on the prince.

"You want to know why I chose him..." Yu Jingdu said, "Maybe because I am the same person as him."

Rong Zhuo looked at him with some puzzlement when he heard this, but didn't interrupt.

"In recent years, many people have died because of me, and I have to get back what they should get back for them." Yu Jingdu said: "Otherwise, how will I see them in the future?"

Hearing what he said, Rong Zhuo understood a little bit.

According to the contents of the book, in order to protect himself, the prince often attacked the Yan Wang.

Thinking back to those years at the border, the other party should have lived a near-death life, right?

It's no wonder that the banquet king was merciless to the prince later.

It's just that I don't know who the enemy of "Qingshi" is, is it also related to the prince?

"Don't worry." Rong Zhuo put one hand on the back of Jing Du's hand, and comforted him earnestly: "The Banquet King will definitely succeed, you have chosen the right person."

There was a slight warmth in the young man's palm, which continued to pass through the back of his hand, which made Yu Jingdu a little distracted.

At this time, Wen Rongzhuo asked him again in a low voice: "In the future, when the Banquet King ascends the throne, can I brag to others that I know the people around His Majesty?"

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