Step by step routine

The fat and big raccoon cat with a pancake face squinted its eyes and put its hands in its hands, lying on the courtyard wall. Its long, fluffy tail was dangling against the courtyard wall. The clown stretched out his white and fat He reached for it with his fat little hand, but if he couldn't reach it, he looked at Cihuamao aggrievedly.

Lihuamao looked at the clown, "Meow..."

The clown also whispered "Meow~"

Looking at such a scene, Rong Zhiming's heart softened into a puddle of water.

He strode over, Yun'er bowed respectfully, the silly jade baby just stared at Rong Zhiming with big round and bright eyes, after Rong Zhiming bent down and stretched out his hand to him, the little guy The hand with the chubby knuckles that stretched out was placed in Rong Zhiming's, and he let out a crisp "meow~".

Rong Zhiming hugged the Yuxue dumpling into his arms, and the clown nestled obediently.

"Yun'er, hasn't your master arrived yet?" The other party has already made it clear to him who are the Shen Xiansi people in the general's mansion.

"No."

"Is there any news?" Rong Zhiming took the rattle in Yun'er's hand, teasing the clown as he walked into the room and asked Yun'er.

"General, there are no slaves here." Yun'er thought for a moment before asking, "General, isn't he, my lord, did he look for you?"

Rong Zhiming didn't answer Yun'er's question, and hugged the soft little guy in his arms. The clown was not very interested in the rattle, but just pulled it on Rong Zhiming's chest and stared at Rong Zhiming without blinking. , with a dumbfounded look, exactly the same as when Shen Xiansi was looking at him obsessively.

"Yun'er, go to Chunhua Building and ask." After all, I still can't rest assured, there has been no news for such a long time.

Yun'er said with some embarrassment: "General, the slaves and servants who are sent outside can only wait for orders, unless you have an order from the young master, you can't go to Chunhua Tower privately."

Rong Zhiming paused, and he replied after a while: "Then there is no need to go, I will go later."

About Shen Xiansi's disappearance, Rong Zhiming dragged on for a few more days.

Xiao Jue hosted a celebration banquet for him.He was also promoted from a second-rank general to a first-rank general with the highest rank in the military. So far, all the ministers who were left by the late emperor to restrain Xiao Jue were replaced by Xiao Jue's confidantes.

Rong Zhiming, who was holding the imperial decree, couldn't be happy.The higher Xiao Jue praised him, the less possibility of letting him go.

Ten years, he will serve Xiao Jue for ten years.

Shen Xiansi, can you wait for him for another ten years?

Every day he was a minister in Fenglin, the time he spent with Shen Xiansi in a fair and honest way was one day less.Rong Zhiming actually thought for a moment, if Shen Xiansi doesn't wait for him, ten years has changed too much in an instant, maybe he deserves better happiness.

He later dismissed the idea.

Reluctant.

Because of his outstanding military achievements, Xu Rong Zhiming went to the harem to meet Song Wei.

When Rong Zhiming arrived in Dexin Palace, Song Wei was changing the diaper of the little prince Xiao Yucong, he was skillful and a good father.

The palace people were kicked out, Rong Zhiming held the hot tea and thought, he is not as good as Song Wei.

He was not there when Shen Xiansi conceived and gave birth in the dangerous wolf den. The other party was so weak that he bit his finger and fed the child with blood. After taking them to his side, he didn't even change the clown's diaper once.

Song Wei hugged Cong Cong and walked to Rong Zhiming's side, "Look, my son is cute, this little face, this temperament, absolutely amazing!"

Cong Cong pouted his chubby face, stared at Rong Zhiming with his dark eyes for a while, pursed his mouth, shrugged his little nose, and turned his face away.

"He doesn't like me?"

"Tsk, I like it." He hugged him in his arms and walked while walking, "Same as that one, very duplicity."

Seeing the smile on Song Wei's face, Rong Zhiming frowned slightly and asked, "Did you fall in?"

Song Wei nodded, smiled and sighed, "Senior brother, senior brother put himself in, Xiao Jue is the one I want."

"..." Rong Zhiming took a sip of tea, "Who was the one who cried and refused to enter the palace?"

"It's definitely not me." Song Wei said without blushing, and then blinked at Rong Zhiming, "Oh, it's just that Xiao Jue is so cute. It looks like a big bad wolf, but inside it's a little wolf. What about the white rabbit?"

"Don't think that way." Rong Zhiming couldn't help reminding his senior brother, who looked like a fool who fell in love and obsessed with his daughter-in-law, "How could it be possible that the one who ascended to the throne in the battle for the throne is the real little white rabbit?" , I’m afraid it’s just the one you want to see out of thousands of faces, so be careful and find a way to get out of the palace as soon as possible.”

Song Wei shook his head, "Junior brother, I can't let go of this father and son."

"Do you have the patience to stay in this deep palace and be jealous with a group of concubines?" Rong Zhiming's face darkened, "Brother, you are a man!"

"I know, I won't stay in this palace forever." Song Wei looked at Rong Zhiming with firm eyes, "I want Xiao Jue to give his heart to me. It doesn't matter if I become an official in the court in the future. An imperial doctor is also fine. I am a man, I don’t need the so-called status, it’s good to be with him and guard him. From time to time, take him private visits in low clothes, travel around the mountains and rivers to amuse him and relieve his boredom. Wait for Cong When Cong grows up, he will be relieved of his heavy responsibilities, and I will be able to grow old with him, take him all over the country, build a small yard, plant herbs, and feed him a litter of rabbits..." Song Weiyue said with the corner of his mouth The bigger the arc of the eyes, the brighter the eyes are like stars.

Rong Zhiming's brows furrowed even tighter, "Brother, are you sure, Xiao Jue can give his heart to you?"

Song Wei lowered her eyes and smiled, raising her eyelids to show off her confidence, "Yes, Xiao Jue treats me very special now. What's more..."

"Ok?"

"I planted an enchantment Gu for him." When mentioning this Gu, Song Wei's tone became heavy, and after a while it became brisk again, "Don't worry, junior brother, it's not like I'm just waiting for Xiao Jue to love me without any bargaining chips." I."

"It's too risky, and using Gu, are you sure it's what you want?"

"Junior Brother, not everyone is as lucky as you, who fall in love at first glance, and then give up." Song Wei sighed, "Xiao Jue is to me, just like you are to Shen Xiansi."

"..." Song Wei's words touched Rong Zhiming's heart, at least before this, he had never thought or realized that Shen Xiansi's joy for him was his great luck.

...

At night, the blue-white lightning tore apart the dark sky, and the pouring rain fell like an arrow with a cold light, accompanied by rumbling thunder, raging in battles that would destroy the world.

The thunder was too loud, covering Shen Xiansi's heavy breathing.

He was leaning against a big tree, with a bloody long sword beside him. The sticky blood was washed by the rain, and the blade was clean, but the white clothes of the sword owner turned pink.

The chest was heaving violently, and the tearing pain in the abdomen never subsided. At first, Shen Xiansi thought it was because of the clown's childhood abdominal pain. Shen Xian thought for a while and turned his face away lifelessly, as if he realized what it was.