Step by step routine

"Pfft..." Lan'er couldn't help laughing out loud, Rong Zhiming's face was solemn, and he pursed his lips tightly.

Shen Xiansi pulled off the quilt and slowly buried her down, leaving only her dark eyes staring at him.

"Hmph..." Rong Zhiming couldn't help but softened his face, stretched out his hand and tapped Shen Xiansi's forehead, "What a fool, always shaking his wit." This kind of Shen Xiansi made him feel that there was no gap between them during those eight years. He is still the little prince pampered in the palace, but he himself is the third son of the prime minister Rong who studies hard on sage books and aspires to become a famous prime minister.

Shen Xiansi poked her head out from under the quilt with a smile, "Not stupid, Yue Zhi is not stupid at all."

Rong Zhiming shook his head, then turned to look at Lan'er, "Lan'er, give me the child, and order someone to prepare medicine and food."

"Yes, General." Rong Zhiming hugged the child gently, the little baby of more than three months old is small and soft, and his whole body is full of sweet milk fragrance.

"Don't get up, lie down." Rong Zhiming gave the child a finger to grab, but Rong Zhiming didn't even give an order with his eyes.

"Hmm..." Thinking of it, Shen Xiansi could only lie obediently, "Zhi Ming, please give the baby a name."

"Didn't you say it's called Chou Chou?" Rong Zhiming stared at the baby in the swaddle in ecstasy, "Shen Chou, clown? It's not bad, it's just a symbol, and there's a folk saying that a cheap name is good feed."

"That should be Rong Chou too..." Shen Xiansi tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Zhi Ming, the clown is really your baby... In a beautiful big house, there are a lot of wine, annoying women, annoying smells... "Shen Xiansi frowned while recalling painfully, and said, "Zhi Ming seems to be...drunk...it hurts...so painful...Zhi Ming is pressing Yuezhi..."

Rong Zhiming's heart sank, and a light flashed in his eyes, but seeing Shen Xiansi's expression becoming more and more distorted and uncomfortable, he raised his hand and stroked Shen Xiansi's hair, "Don't think about being uncomfortable, be good."

"But... Zhiming doesn't believe that the clown is your baby..." Shen Xiansi lowered her head and said in a particularly aggrieved manner, "How could Yuezhi lie to you, I won't lie to you."

"I believe, it's called Rong Chou." Rong Zhiming shook his head, "Come on, don't pretend to cry, be careful I'm annoying."

Shen Xiansi sniffed.

After Lan'er brought the food over and had breakfast, she left with the child in her arms. Rong Zhiming found a silver gray and white fox-trimmed cloak and wrapped it up for Shen Xiansi, then hugged the child horizontally.

Shen Xiansi naturally stretched out two hands and hooked Rong Zhiming's neck, then asked: "Zhiming, where are we going?"

"Go to the courtyard where I live." Rong Zhiming said calmly, buried his face in my arms, hiding well, you know? "

Shen Xiansi nodded, her palm-sized snowy face was set off by white fluff, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her eyes were black and bright, full of dependence and innocence.She turned her head obediently and put it in Rong Zhiming's arms, only the tips of her pink and white ears were exposed in her crow-colored hair.

So the news spread that General Rong, who was clean and indifferent all the year round, entered his small courtyard with a sick beauty in his arms.

After coaxing the older one and the younger one to fall asleep, Rong Zhiming left the bedroom and came to his study.

Shen Xiansi's confused words made Rong Zhiming catch a little clue.

Rong Zhiming was indeed drunk like that.More than a year ago, he changed his appearance and came to Nanxiao as an envoy of Fenglin. In order to win over his father's old people in the court, they chose to talk about things in Hualou.

But the old man his father trusted the most before his death changed his mind just like that, and he even had a dirty mind to humiliate him for giving him that drug. Too fierce to remember everything, as for whether he did that kind of thing and who did it, he is even more unclear... I thought I was doomed to die, but I woke up in the boudoir of a Hualou girl. The girl said that she was raped by the Rong family in her early years Well, the medicine on his body has been relieved, so he hurriedly let him leave.When he went back to look for it later, the girl had been redeemed and disappeared...

Is it...

For some reason, Rong Zhiming felt relieved at first, he always thought that he took advantage of that girl, it might as well be... what was he thinking!

Rong Zhiming shook his head, he walked around, called someone in and asked him to investigate the matter.

Then he sat on the chair, frowned and thought deeply, the old master and himself already had a husband and wife, and had children?

Rong Zhiming had a headache.

However, if it was true, how would Shen Xiansi know that he came to Nanxiao, and how would he know where he went and who he met?The most important point is, as the puppet emperor, he was poisoned and mad, how could he come out to save him under Ye Xuan's nose?

Rong Zhiming smiled abruptly, there is a possibility to explain it.

When Shen Xiansi was a prince, he could hide his clumsiness and deceive him and everyone else. When he was an emperor, he could still pretend to be a fool to deceive Ye Xuan, and he still managed his own power.

Now, he should have his people around him too.

If it is reasoned in this way, is Shen Xiansi really stupid, or fake stupid?

The poison on his body was indeed real, so he didn't have to doubt Song Wei's medical skills.

Rong Zhiming suddenly stretched his eyebrows and smiled, and there were all kinds of emotions in this smile.

...

Song Wei came back with the emperor's order to concubine concubine and a bunch of foster nuns, except for a very sleepy and exhausted look, she didn't have any extra emotions.

When Rong Zhiming came to see him in his room, he was feasting.

"Is there no food in the palace?" Rong Zhiming asked.

"Your senior brother, I have a strong taste. If you want salty or spicy, can I eat what Xiao Jue's current body eats? And I'm a little nervous when I face a zombie face." After taking a sip of hot soup, Song Wei rubbed her stomach slumped.

"Senior brother, you can pretend to die and leave." Rong Zhiming said calmly, "As for the rest, please leave it to me. Even if Xiao Jue has doubts, in order to rely on me to stabilize the situation in Nanxiao, He won't touch me."

Song smiled, and showed a serious look on his flamboyant face, "Brother, don't be a deserter, don't be a coward."

"Besides, I can't abandon Xiao Jue and leave right now." Song Wei lowered her eyelashes, "Before he gives birth safely, my life is here. As for the future, if it comes, I will take care of it, your senior brother I am as beautiful as a flower, if you really fascinate the emperor, you will become the uncle of the country."

"..." Rong Zhiming looked at him with a dull face.

"Maybe I can still be a queen or something, no matter how much I am a concubine, I am now a concubine." Song Wei raised her hand and rubbed her chin, very proudly.

"Then who ever lived with me was afraid that Xiao Jue would kill him?"

"..." Song Wei smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I'm also afraid now, I want you to give me a grateful look."