Step by step routine

Perhaps it was because she had been sitting for a long time, and she felt a little dizzy when she stood up. Xiao Jue clasped her fingers tightly on the desk until her knuckles were livid.

Breathing short and fast, the trembling eunuch heard the emperor's words after a long time, "Get off."

Knowing that he was fine, the eunuch ran away in a hurry.Little Xiao Jue stood for a long time before going to Dexin Palace.

The rabbit that Song Wei called Baby Jue lay stiff on the silk satin. He sat cross-legged on the ground, reached out to touch it, and the fur was still soft.

A rabbit also died when he was young, and he cried very sadly.Now I am also very sad, but I can't cry, and I have to blame myself for everything.

A letter from Qianzhou's spies said that Song Wei lived a carefree life. He went to the theater today, and listened to music in the Red House tomorrow. Late at night, traveling together...then more often.

Sour and angry, don't you keep saying you love yourself?Turn around, there will be someone else.The emperor had nowhere to vent his anger, because no matter how angry he was, he knew that he was the one who lost people.

He is not eligible...

Looking at the empty palace, Xiao Jue's eyes became confused, and the tingling pain in his heart came over him. Xiao Jue felt as if someone was strangling his neck, making him breathless. He suddenly withdrew his hand that was stroking the rabbit. He clenched his fists and slammed it on the ground, gasping for breath, finally, crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

In the lonely palace, the young emperor was so uncomfortable that he curled up into a ball and hugged himself tightly, crying silently.

...

When Rong Chou was four years old, he was at the time when he was full of curiosity. As soon as the weather cleared up in the villa built on the mountain, he couldn't help wanting to play and make trouble, but he didn't want to leave Shen Xiansi either, so he pulled Shen Xiansi's sleeves and begged for help. : "Father, let's go out to play, uncle said you should go out more..."

Naturally, he would not refuse his son's request.When he was young, he was also playful and playful, but Rong Zhiming didn't like it, and every time he had to beg for a long time before the other party agreed.

Shen Xiansi agreed.So Rong Zhiming, who was holding his daughter with the medicine in his arms, only saw the empty room. After holding Jiaojiao to Yun'er, Rong Zhiming asked the servants to find her.

When I arrived at the orchard of the villa, I heard my son giggling from a distance.Rong Zhiming couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, he followed the sound and saw Shen Xiansi on the branch of a tall apple tree, carefully holding the bird's nest back to its original position.

Rong Zhiming is not worried that Shen Xiansi will fall down, he is indeed in poor health, but it does not mean weak.But not worrying doesn't mean not doing it, so when Shen Xian thought about lifting his foot down, a figure leaped up and wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and the warm breath in his ears carried the rich air in the wind. Fruit fragrance, Shen Xiansi was hugged down with one hand.

He is shorter than Rong Zhiming, and now he is much lighter. Needless to say, Rong Zhiming's fighting arms are so strong, just like this, he was lightly brought to the ground with one hand, and his feet were lifted off the ground. .

"I…"

"Dizzy or not, lean on my shoulder slowly." Rong Zhiming whispered.

"..." Shen Xiansi pushed gently, "Zhi Ming, I can get down by myself."

"Ah."

"..." Shen Xiansi moved his body slightly, "Can I touch the ground first?"

Rong Chou hugged a bunch of fruit, staring at the two hugging fathers.

"Yuezhi..." Rong Zhiming turned his head to look at Shen Xiansi, he hugged him up hard, the two of them were almost the same height, this time they were so close that even the eyelashes almost touched each other, breathing staggered and sprayed on the ground On the faces of the two of them, Shen Xiansi, who was still throbbing, could only stop, blushing and looking at Rong Zhiming who was close at hand, his face was too serious, but his eyes were provocative and affectionate, and they were very close.

Shen Xiansi couldn't help turning his face away to look at Rong Chou, the little guy raised his hand to cover his eyes with a cry, squatted down on the ground, silently turned his back to them, and then jumped aside like a rabbit.

Shen Xiansi only felt goosebumps on the skin of his neck, he shrunk his neck slightly, there was a pink spring feeling there.

"I don't feel comfortable holding you?" Rong Zhiming asked, "Is it true that I can only hold you with one hand now, so you don't like it?"

"No..." The hand at the waist pressed down, even though he was wearing thick clothes, he seemed to be able to feel the hotness of the other party as he moved around his body. "Zhi Ming, let me down first, clown, I'm here."

"You used to be nothing more than these." Rong Zhiming rubbed the tip of his nose against the other's cheek, and then said loudly: "Clown, go back by yourself."

"The manor is so big..." Shen Xiansi became anxious.

"The palace is so big that I can't lose it."

"Okay okay, daddy, daddy, Chouchou will go first." Humming, the little guy ran away with short legs while holding the fruit.

"..." Shen Xiansi took a deep breath, "Zhi Ming, let me down first."

"Okay." Rong Zhiming let go of the hand around his waist, and Shen Xiansi fell to the ground. Before he could catch his breath, he let out an exclamation, and in a whirl, he crashed into the opponent's arms With his head held down, Rong Zhiming sat under a tree with his arms around him and said, "The weather is fine today, let's bask in the sun here."

Indeed, the sun is bright and soft today, and the shattered light leaping over the branches is pleasing to the eye. Rong Zhiming narrowed his eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shen Xiansi, whose head was pinned down, was relieved for a while, raised his head slightly and leaned his chin on the opponent's chest, staring at him with some doubts, "Zhi Ming, the injury on your left hand, with Hua Yuan and Senior Brother, can heal it." OK."

"I thought you didn't care."

"I really don't care...whether you..."

"Really?" Rong Zhiming smiled lightly, "It seems that Yuezhi really doesn't care about me, regardless of whether I'm hurt or not."

"Zhi Ming, how can you misinterpret my meaning, what I mean is, I love you no matter what." Shen Xiansi frowned slightly, "Don't pay too much attention to this matter, it will definitely be cured in the future."

"I don't care."

"Then you still spoke in that tone just now..." Shen Xiansi was helpless.

"I lied to you." Rong Zhiming said lightly, stroking Shen Xiansi's long hair with his hand.

"..." Now Shen Xiansi had nothing to say.

...

Rong Chou ran happily, and the apples in his pocket fell to the ground. He was about to see him, but Song Wei, who was in a blue robe, picked it up for him, "Oh, why did the clown pick so many fruits? Can you give one to Uncle?"

"Okay..." Rong Chou saw a man in white clothes standing beside Song Wei with exquisite and cold eyes, staring at the man with puffed cheeks for a while, then hooked his fingers at Song Wei.

Song Wei gave the apple to the man next to him, bent down and bit Rong Chou's ear.

"Uncle, he looks like the emperor's uncle."