Step by step routine

It had been more than a year since Rong Zhiming sent back the victory report.

This battle was fought very hard, even in the battle one month ago, Rong Zhiming's life and death were uncertain.Fortunately, he found it in the end and wiped out the northern grassland tribes for Xiao Jue at the cost of serious injuries.

It's just that this knife has countless gaps and is no longer sharp.Xiao Jue sometimes wondered if the other party did it on purpose, or if it was intentional, it would be too cruel.

In the past year or so, another incident happened, Xiao Xiao had an affair with the housekeeper surnamed Jiang in Rong Zhiming's house, and had a child, in order to protect the adulterer, she ran away with the adulterer regardless.

Xiao Jue was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He didn't know if his sister's behavior was true love or just revenge for Rong Zhiming.He couldn't hide it from Rong Zhiming, so he could only hide it from the people in the world, saying that Xiao Xiao had died of a serious illness suddenly. In this way, the people of Fenglin felt more sympathy for the general who lost his wife because of fighting for them on the battlefield.

After all, Xiao Jue preferred to spoil his younger sister, so he could only send someone to protect her secretly. She could be wherever she wanted, and no matter how much trouble the other party made for him, she would not hold her accountable.

In this way, those who have made a gap, those who have made great contributions to him, and those who were forced to marry their own sister to the green knife, he can only accept any request.

What's more, over the past year, Xiao Jue also understood one thing.Relying on Song Wei has nothing to do with Gu poison.Maybe at the beginning, he was attracted to Song Wei because of the Gu, and allowed him to approach... But after the Gu was released, he found that his longing and suffering were more sincere, and even a dazed mind could think of Song Wei, let alone the dream in the middle of the night .However, Song Wei no longer sees him.

Song Wei was confined by herself in the Dexin Palace, making flowers and making tea, dispensing medicine and reading books, living a very comfortable life.He still had a playful smile on his face, eunuchs came to report, fighting crickets, playing chess and gambling, and having a good time with his palace maids, who were four years old and ugly, and the laughter often went into the middle of the night.

Xiao Jue met Song Wei a few times, and they always went to pick up Cong Cong. The most he talked to him were three sentences, "See the Emperor", "Send the Emperor", "Your Majesty, please let the grassroots out of the palace".

He lost his temper, but he was the only one who was angry.Song Wei lowered his eyebrows and waited obediently for him to finish his temper before he could discuss yesterday's dinner with the three maids...

Xiao Jue repaid little by little, the feeling of being treated coldly.But he was unwilling to admit his mistake, and his pride made him never soften his body to beg the other party.

In the few days when Rong Zhiming heard the news that his life and death were uncertain, Song Wei fell ill, and this illness lasted for more than a month...

...

When Xiao Jue walked to the prince's bedroom without anyone announcing, he heard the conversation between the two children inside, so he stopped and listened.

"What do you think is your temper? Let me tell you, Xiao Yucong, I dote on you and follow you. That's because I like you as a younger brother. If you continue to be awkward like this, someday I'll get annoyed. See if I'm happy." Come and see your ugly face?" The beautiful and handsome face like a little fairy boy raised his eyebrows impatiently like a little adult, and after uttering such a sentence in a childish voice, he pulled away He touched the little hand of the little prince Xiao Yucong Bai Shengsheng, and stuffed a piece of candy into it.Xiao Yucong was almost one year younger than Rong Chou, and the three-year-old doll, with a stern and arrogant appearance, was exactly the same as his father.But right now, the other party's lips were reddened, his head was buried and his eyes were wide open looking at the piece of candy in his hand.

"Don't cry, brother Cong Cong, I've known since I was a child to lie to others by crying, it's useless to me." Rong Chou sat cross-legged on the bed, rubbing peanuts in his hands and throwing them one by one Eat, "Wrong is wrong, right is right, I don't want to pretend to be pitiful. Brother Cong Cong, he loses his temper for no reason, ignores people, beats people, does not take medicine when he is sick, and does not take medicine when it is bitter." Eat sweets, little ancestor, who are you torturing? Once or twice is fine, but if you do too many times, Brother Chou Chou will get annoyed too. Hey, don’t come here to say this if you are annoyed. Brother Chou Chou is very vengeful for the water that was thrown out! There will be many younger brothers and sisters in the world, and I am not the only one to spoil you."

While talking so ugly, Xiao Yucong's tears fell and hit the sugar.After eating all the peanuts in his hand, Rong Chou folded his arms and looked at the silent man wiping his tears, and sighed.

Climbing over decently, he stretched out his arms to wrap around his younger brother, coaxing in a childlike voice: "Don't cry Cong Cong, it's good to know you're wrong, brother scared you."

"Yesterday, you took someone else and not me." Xiao Yucong cried for a while, then said sullenly.Yesterday, a prince's two little princesses and a little prince came to the palace, and Rong Chou, who was very popular, took them to play happily.Young and big-minded, even the ten-year-old little prince only listens to him.

"You're sick, and you haven't finished your homework yet." Rong Chou stopped, clawing at Xiao Yucong's small face, "Brother loves you dearly, boy, next time you have something to say, don't lose your temper. Although you are the prince, no one has the patience to guess your thoughts all the time. Rest well, I have to go back and take care of my uncle." Patting the prince on the head, Rong Chou got out of bed, put on his little Boots, coaxed the little prince who turned his face away to lie down on the bed, "I will coax you to take medicine at night, and get well soon, otherwise I still have to take others to play, and I can't play by myself like a fool."

"Ah."

"One, two, three, baby Cong Cong, be good, close your eyes and go to sleep." After Rong Chou coaxed Xiao Yucong to sleep, he met Xiao Jue.

He has a handsome appearance, red lips and white teeth, and he is even more cute when he smiles. When he is crisp and cute, no one can't help but soften his heart, and people will ignore his weirdness.

"Your uncle, are you feeling better?" Xiao Jue squatted in front of Rong Chou and asked.

Rong Chou stepped down, looking very sad, his little face wrinkled into a ball, looked like he was about to cry, "Last night...he vomited blood again..."

"Uncle Emperor, I'm afraid of Chou Chou, my uncle is always holding Chou Chou's hand, talking about something and waiting for my father to come back before he leaves..."

Xiao Jue fell into an ice cellar, that man...how could it be, what kind of tricks is he playing, is he just pretending?

Until Rong Chou left, he was devastated, and Eunuch Li sighed beside him.

...

"You... want to take the clown away?" Song Wei coughed into her lips for a while, then frowned and asked a little maid delivering food in front of her.

"My master had a difficult labor when he gave birth to a young lady, and his body suffered a lot. He finally got better. Some time ago, he heard that General Rong had an accident and fell ill again. Now he is very sick. Mr. Hua has no choice but to think about it. It might be better if you take the little master away."

"I don't believe you." Song Wei frowned.

The palace maid sighed, took out a prescription from her bosom and handed it to Song Wei, it was exactly the prescription that Rong Zhiming asked Song Wei to cure Shen Xiansi before going out to fight.

Song WeChat wrote, "I don't worry, I promised my junior brother to protect the clown, it's a long way to go..."

"Mr. Song, my master is really very ill. If you don't want to allow the general to come back... Sigh... Even if we risk our lives, we will protect the little master..."

Song Wei lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Tao'er, go get the letter from the dark pavilion." Tao'er took the order to get the letter, Song Wei handed it to the maid, "You and Carefully send it out to your master, let him rest assured, after three months, not only the clown, but even Rong Zhiming will be packaged and sent to him."

The maid had to give up.

"Li'er, get that medicine again, we have to speed up..." Song Wei held his chest and coughed heart-piercingly for a while, and said to Li'er.He is a useless person, and Xiao Jue is unwilling to let him out of the palace. It seems that he can only leave the palace if he is "horizontal".Oh, it's so bitter, it's so fucking cool to drug yourself.Song Wei coughed and laughed out loud, after going out, he must reward himself well and live happily.