After Lingli brought hangover soup for Su Jingyang to drink, he didn't stay any longer, probably thinking about Ah Xuan who was practicing martial arts with Song Hui, so he got up and left in a hurry.
Su Jingyang hurriedly went to take a bath to let off the smell of alcohol on his body before he dared to go back to the room to hold the child.
Xiao Fan waved his fist and lightly touched his face, Su Jingyang grabbed his little hand and kissed it, looking at the direction outside the door with pensive eyes.
Su Jingyang thought of Lingli's last words to him earnestly and earnestly, "You... actually said some bad things to Rong Ci. Jingyang, I know how deeply you want to go home. I know you Sooner or later, I will leave, but Rong Ci loves you, you are married and have children now, you stay here for a day or a day, for the rest of the day, why not get along with him well, in the future, you can also give him There is also a child to keep in mind, so that you will not have any regrets in the future."
As for what was not good, Lingli didn't elaborate, Su Jingyang was so dizzy that he couldn't think of it.
About a quarter of an hour after Lingli left, Rong Ci hadn't returned yet, Su Jingyang lost his composure, and walked towards the door with the child in his arms, but by coincidence, he saw Rong Ci's slender figure appearing in the bedroom Outside, Zheng strode over like the wind.
Su Jingyang then turned in a different direction, carried the child in his arms and continued to pace, as if he had just walked to the door by accident.
After Rong Ci walked in, Su Jingyang said: "You are back."
Rong Ci glanced around naturally, looked at him and asked, "Has Lingli left?"
Su Jingyang hummed, and then took the initiative to talk to him, and the two walked inside while talking.
Xiao Fan turned over on the bed and flung himself up, thumping and unable to get up, Rong Ci reached out his hand to pick him up when he saw this, and hugged him up. Not only did Xiaofan not cry, but he just moved his head forward. Coincidentally, his drooling mouth kissed Rong Ci's cheek, leaving a series of traces of saliva.
Xiaofan opened a pair of big black and white eyes, and looked at Rongci very proudly.
Rong Cixiu's long and beautiful black eyes were curved, with a smile on his face, but he clicked his tongue in distaste: "Little thing, your father's face is full of saliva."
Xiao Fan waved his small fist twice, and smiled at Rong Ci, showing his pink gums. Rong Ci stretched out his fingers to wipe off his saliva.
Su Jingyang stood beside him with a big heart in his arms, he was a little bit surprised, he looked at Rongci without any trace for a while, and found that his expression did not seem to be fake, so he pretended not to know and asked: "Rongci, I was drunk this morning. Have you ever…”
Rong Ci looked at him sideways and said, "What?"
Su Jingyang said: "What to do to you, what to say?"
Rong Ci thought for a while, and said to him: "You locked me out and didn't let me in. As for what to say... You were muttering, but I couldn't hear you clearly."
Su Jingyang's expression was stunned, and he watched the child slowly sit on the stool, closing his eyes and thinking, although Rong Ci didn't say it clearly, but at this moment he suddenly guessed something, it was nothing more than to let Rong Ci face the two soberly The relationship between them, the unfeeling words they said.
He used to talk about it and didn't feel that he was wrong, because it was good for both of them to speak frankly and clearly in advance.
But now the relationship between the two is different. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have always been hurting my heart invisibly.
Su Jingyang wanted to say sorry to Rong Ci, but his lips moved, his throat seemed to be choked, and in the end he only made a little gasp, and then sneaked a glance at Rong Ci, who had nothing unusual in his eyes, struggled a bit, but gave up.
After the meal, Rong Ci helped Su Jingyang bathe the child together. During this period of time, Rongci has been patrolling the Outer River Formation, and Su Jingyang doesn't know much about it. He only knows that it is mostly used to defend against foreign enemies. It is very important to Rongcheng and cannot be sloppy.
It was rare for him to come back early today, so Su Jingyang washed the child and asked him how it was going.
Rong Ci knelt down on one knee and handed him a towel. Hearing his question, a dark light flickered in his black eyes. He stared at Su Jingyang's side face, and said slowly: "It's a bit troublesome to have this inspection every three years, but after another 20 days, you only need to go to see it every day. Why, I won't be at home with you , are you not used to it?"
Su Jingyang snorted, wrapped the washed baby in a big towel, and handed it to Rong Ci, "I'm used to it, you will only make children cry at home, and make trouble for me."
Xiaofan's face was red from the steaming heat, and he leaned against Rong Ci's arms with blinking eyes, very obedient and obedient, but the time he was able to be obedient with Rong Ci was very short.
Su Jingyang still had the big trouble to wash, so before the little trouble was crying, he directed Rong Ci to dress the little trouble first.
Rong Ci went as he said, and they cooperated with Rong Ci to wash the two children. It was still early and they couldn't sleep yet, so Su Jingyang put them on the bed to play, and teased them with Rong Ci with a small rattle , They like this sound very much, they open their mouths and scream, and their little hands and feet are more energetic.
Su Jingyang propped his cheeks, staring at their little faces with rapt attention.
In the morning, he was so annoyed that he wanted to strangle them to death, but now he was annoyed and regretted the tantrum he lost before, and when it came to things related to children, he always felt that he had become weird.
It may be that Su Jingyang's anger is still there, the two cubs didn't want him to hug and coax them, they even yawned a few times before falling asleep by themselves.
Su Jingyang sighed in his heart, how wonderful it would be like this every day! Then his world will really be much cleaner. But he knew it was just a dream.
Su Jingyang stretched his body and lay down too. He turned his head and glanced at Rong Ci who was sleeping outside, and found that he was not asleep yet. He was looking at the top of the bed with his black eyes on his pillow, as if he was thinking about something.
Su Jingyang leaned over and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Rong Ci turned his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on his face, and said: "Su Jingyang, I want to discuss something with you."
Hearing his solemn tone, Su Jingyang paused in surprise, and then said: "What's the matter, tell me."
Rong Ci stared at him for a long time, then looked away, and said in a low voice, a little imperceptibly difficult, "I know you really want to go home, so I want you to tell me in advance whenever you leave Let me at least have a mental preparation."
Unexpectedly, he was going to say this, Su Jingyang couldn't help trembling, and tightened his hands and fingers, "Well... I will tell you in advance, but you won't—"
"I won't do anything, don't worry. If you are willing to stay, I will be happy. If you want to leave, I will never force you. It all depends on your wishes. If you don't believe me..." Rong Ci looked at him again, his deep eyes looked into his eyes, "I swear by all the people in Rongcheng, if I break the oath just now, the whole city will be destroyed."
Su Jingyang didn't blink his eyes, he held his breath and looked at him, his head was almost blank for a moment.
He knew how important Rong City was to Rong Ci. Once the word "whole city was destroyed" was uttered, Su Jingyang didn't believe it, but he had to believe it.
It took Su Jingyang a long time to find his own voice, he pulled the corner of his mouth, and said to him hastily with a somewhat unstable tone: "That's good."
Really good, that's what he wanted.
"Then you promised me too. In the future, you must tell me that you can't leave too suddenly."
"Got it. I'm sleepy, so I'll go to bed first."
Su Jingyang turned his back to Rong Ci, tightened the quilt and closed his eyes to get ready to sleep.
In the middle of the night, the two children woke up to feed, but Su Jingyang found himself tossing and turning, still unable to fall asleep, and his chest was still congested.
Su Jingyang sat up and adjusted his breathing, but still couldn't fall asleep. After much deliberation, he could only attribute it to the aftereffects of getting drunk and sleeping too much during the day.
Su Jingyang woke up in the morning not feeling well, before the two children had made a fuss, he continued to throw himself on the bed to catch up on sleep for a while, but he was woken up by the sound of farting.
The sound of farts was always the prelude to his stinking, Su Jingyang rubbed his temples, estimated the time, and was about to get up, but was pushed back by Rong Ci.
"Lie down, I'll clean up."
As soon as Rong Ci's words fell, a subordinate suddenly asked for an audience outside the dormitory. Su Jingyang was very strange. Generally, if there was anything, they would wait for Rong Ci in the front hall.
Coming here in a hurry, it must be something important. Su Jingyang asked Rongci to take a look, and he got up to do it here.
Rong Ci came in after he had finished changing the clean diaper for Dafan. Su Jingyang looked back and saw that he was holding an opened letter in his hand.
Su Jingyang picked him up and asked him what was the matter. Rong Ci walked to the bedside, looked at him deeply for a while, and then told him a news that really caught him off guard.
"The emperor of Dalin Dynasty has passed away."
When Song Hui hurriedly came to see Lingli with a letter, Lingli was teaching Ah Xuan to write in front of the desk.
Song Hui panted, with uncontrollable excitement on his face, he handed the letter to Lingli with both hands, Lingli's calm expression was in stark contrast to Song Hui's, he raised his head to glance at him, and took the letter.
After receiving it, Lingli did not dismantle it immediately. It feels like a thick stack, but it is probably some words that say I miss him, and it can fill five or six sheets of paper each time.
Song Hui finished handing the letter, but didn't back it down, his eyes lit up, he lifted the corner of his robe and knelt down, and gave Lingli a great gift, throwing the floor loudly, and said clearly: "My lord, your highness will hold a grand enthronement ceremony soon, After a while, His Highness will send someone to pick you up and the young master back to the palace. This subordinate is here, let me congratulate you first!"
Before he could finish his words, Lingli's eyes suddenly felt a huge tremor like a mountain roar and a tsunami, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and the letter he was holding in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
He looked at Song Hui in disbelief.
For a moment, the air in the room seemed to freeze in an instant.
Lingli kept silent, Song Hui lowered his head feeling a little uneasy, "My lord..."
After a long time, he heard Lingli's neither sad nor happy voice: "I see, you go down first."
Song Hui said yes, picked up the letter that fell on the ground, put it on the desk, and then left silently.
Lingli was stunned for a long time, and A Xuan, who had been standing silently, snuggled into his arms, and asked excitedly, "Daddy, is Daddy coming to pick us up? Can we go home now?"
Ling Li looked at the child's joyful expression, raised his hand and stroked his head, closed his eyes, his face was pale, although he was sitting, his figure was shaking a little, precariously on the verge of falling.
The breath was messy for a moment, Lingli said in a low voice: "Sit back and continue writing seriously."
Lingli didn't answer, which made Ah Xuan a little absent-minded, and turned to look at him after writing two strokes. Lingli's breathing was heavy, his voice was obviously weak, but his words were clear, exuding a sense of majesty, and said to him: "Ah Xuan , Remember what Dad said, from today on, as long as it is related to studies, you must work hard and do not be lazy, do you hear me?"
A Xuan nodded vigorously, and said obediently: "I heard, I won't be lazy, besides practicing calligraphy, I also need to read more books every day."
As expected, Ah Xuan practiced a lot of copybooks this day, not to mention, and even recognized the characters until almost midnight before he was so tired that he fell asleep.
Ling Li sat quietly by the bed, and by the light of the candle lamp in the room, looked at Ah Xuan's sleeping face with fixed eyes, his eyes were cold, as if he had lost his soul.
"... Ah Li."
Ling Li didn't realize that someone had entered the room until he heard the sound. He turned his head and saw Rong Hua who had already walked behind him.
Rong Hua glanced at Ah Xuan who was on the bed, and motioned for him to talk to the side. Ling Li paused for a moment, stretched out his hand to tuck the blanket in for A Xuan, and then followed him to get up.
"Eat it." After sitting down at the table, Ronghua quickly opened a small box, which contained a vermilion pill, looked at Lingli with a sad look, and said, "You will get sick if you take it. It can only be cured in Rongcheng, so you don't have to go back to the palace with him for the time being."
Ling Li's eyes fell on the pill, his lips moved, his nails pinched his palms hard, his eyes were slightly red, but he didn't move for a long time.
Rong Hua lowered his voice and said: "Don't worry, you have taken a Gu poison pill before, and when there are signs, don't the prince's subordinates often report that you are not in good health? It is very abrupt and will not arouse suspicion. Even if there is any problem, Rong Ci will help you."
Ling Li's eyes seemed to be frozen, but he still didn't move. A few strands of messy black hair rubbed against his cheeks, and the water in his eyes flickered, but the expression on his face seemed so calm and unwavering.
Rong Hua also felt strange, before he was so determined to stay in Rongcheng, he was unwilling to enter the palace, and even killed a child because of this, but why did he suddenly hesitate now?
Rong Hua then said: "Don't worry, Ah Li, the poison I made for you is just a scary symptom, but after you endure the limelight, you can recover quickly, Ah Li, I absolutely do not It will hurt you, trust me."
Ling Li closed his eyes forcefully, his long black eyelashes overturned on his eyelids, fluttering several times like wings.
While trembling and confused, he raised his hand and covered the small box in Ronghua's hand.
There was a light click, but it seemed like a Hong Zhong resounded through his mind, booming.
Lingli lowered his head, let out a long breath, raised his eyes to look at Ronghua after a while, looked at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "I won't take this medicine. Ronghua, thank you for helping me all the time, really Thank you very much."
Rong Hua was shocked for a long time before speaking, "What's wrong with you, Li?? Why, could it be..."
Ling Li's eyes were wet, he tilted his head slightly and smiled at him, his tone was unusually low, "Well, I've actually changed my mind, I... plan to take Ah Xuan into the palace."