The cake was finished and he didn't eat a few mouthfuls, because when he ordered the kitchen to make it, he added some bitterness to it. Of course, it is bitter to the taste of normal people, but it is fragrant and sweet to the taste of the protagonist.
According to the description in the original text, the protagonist doesn't know that he has a problem with his sense of taste, so Rong Wan doesn't want him to notice—so that he won't think that there are more things about him that are different from normal people. To some extent, the protagonist does not have the ability to distinguish whether the food is delicious or not, because in the long period of bad luck, there are not many opportunities to eat normal food, and he never cared about his taste buds.
Rong Wan has never really experienced it, and he doesn't know how the protagonist's previous life was spent in those long days that were not described in the original text. But Rong Wan knew that from now on, as long as he was there, the protagonist would not have to suffer from those things.
The next day, Rong Wan imitated Zhu Jing's handwriting to sign some documents in the mansion, and another big event that made people gloat.
Lieutenant General Us was hung on the city wall by someone in the middle of the night, his limbs were firmly tied, and he was tied to the red brick that all officials and civilians in Kyoto must pass through. What's more, the pants He was stripped off, frozen for a whole night, and was only discovered the next morning. He had already passed out from the cold, and his lifeblood was almost frozen into a short stick.
This empire has always been under strict martial law, with strict hierarchy. How dare the civilians offend a lieutenant general, so when they passed by, they all lowered their heads in a hurry, only dared to look at him from the corner of their eyes, and did not dare to untie him. It wasn't until the guards were sent from the monitoring room that Lieutenant General Wu Si was hurriedly sent to the hospital.
Although the civilians don't dare to discuss this matter publicly, they can't help it in private hahaha, it's so gratifying!
Just as Rong Wan was about to gloat, he suddenly realized who did it. But with the spiritual power hidden by the protagonist now, no one can doubt him. Even the royal family could barely connect the incident between Lieutenant General Wu Si and Lu Sujun, but they couldn't find the slightest trace of the prisoner at all—the royal family even began to wonder whether spies from other countries had infiltrated the empire.
It can be said that in recent days, the royal family has been panicked, and even their thoughts on Zhuyun have become much less.
So Rong Wan felt relieved and gloated, wishing that the system would call out the tragic situation of General Wu Si for himself to see.
**
A relatively stable period of time followed.
The winter in the entire empire is already deep, and heavy snow is flying everywhere, covering the iron-gray buildings. Although Lu Sujun sent people to invite him several times, but Rong Wan always found excuses to decline, instead of visiting him again, he stayed at home with the protagonist to recover from his injuries.
The recovery ability of the protagonist is also much stronger than that of ordinary people. For ordinary people, not to mention changing one eye, even if the eye is cut open, it will take at least ten and a half months to heal. But the protagonist's eyes, after five days, were able to untie the bandage.
Undoing the bandage is just a trivial matter, there is no need to call the doctor over, it will be untied by him after the tolerance.
It was only at this time that he really saw the protagonist's complete face for the first time. Removing those blood-stained scars was like blowing away the dust on a bright pearl, revealing his originally radiant face. Quite handsome, extremely beautiful, but not feminine at all, on the contrary, when people see his pair of pitch-black eyes, they have a feeling of being hooked by the abyss.
Jin Zhaoan sat quietly, looking up at him, although he didn't show it, but there was still some anticipation in his eyes.
It really looks like some small animal with its head tilted waiting to be stroked, its dark eyes staring at him unblinkingly, it looks a little wet—the little cabbage raised by himself is really watery, how long he has been in this world for so long , Have you ever seen someone more beautiful than the protagonist? No! After Rong finished poking secretly, his heart almost melted. He rubbed Jin Zhao's head without hesitation, and said, "Not bad."
With just two words, Jin Zhao's eyes lit up immediately. He tried his best to restrain his desire to rub against the general's palm, and he could barely suppress the strong possessive desire in his heart.
This period of time can be regarded as the most peaceful and pleasant time in Jin Zhao's life. The general didn't have much time to leave the mansion, and most of the time he was bored drinking tea in the study, Jin Zhao was allowed to accompany him, and the general would put a book in his hand. Of course, Jin Zhao didn't want to look at the history of this cold empire at all, and his gaze always fell on the general as if he couldn't control himself.
If the general turned his head sideways by chance, he would hastily look away, or lower his eyelashes, pretending to be nonchalant. But his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest. He couldn't imagine that he would be happier in his life than he is now. Unless, the general can respond to his twisted mind and not blame and loathe him—
But that's impossible.
So Jin Zhao desperately wanted to hide this strong love until he died and took him to hell. The only thing he can do is to spend his whole life to be nice to this person.
And when he was secretly staring at Rong Wan, Rong Wan's whole body was stiff and embarrassed every day, so he could only pretend not to notice, with his back or side facing him, and solemnly looking at the words in the book that he couldn't understand at all. Rong was stared at by the protagonist with that kind of gaze all day long, and felt that sooner or later, either his face would be burnt out, or the back of his head would be stared right through!
But what can Rong Wan do, he is helpless! Seeing that the protagonist has shown more and more smiles these days, and has become more and more relaxed in front of him, he must not do anything to refuse, so that the protagonist's state will return to before liberation. Although the corners of the protagonist's mouth are still a little awkward and stiff, but in Rong Wan's view, it is already a great improvement!
He makes the protagonist feel warm again. For him, to a certain extent, it is not completely a task assigned by the rules, but his own willingness. He hopes that the protagonist can have a normal life, which is what the creator owes the protagonist.
In addition, the protagonist spreads the sheets, irons the clothes, and becomes more and more proficient in doing these things.
Rong Wan let him be happy anyway, seeing that he looked calm when he was doing these things for himself, so he let him go.
But while the Zhujing mansion was so harmonious and peaceful, the outside was not calm at all. The assassination of Zhufu's father made Zhuyun furious, so he went to the royal family that night, and he didn't know what he did. In short, the conflict with the royal family was getting bigger and bigger. The next day, the royal family sent him some rare and precious items, which meant to appease him, but everyone knew what the consequences would be if he hit him with a stick and then gave him a sweet date.
If it was an ordinary person with no ambitions, he might be teased by the royal family so that he dare not speak up, but Zhu Yun is not an ordinary person.
He hasn't been to Rong Wan's place in recent days, Rong Wan can only get some news about him from the system, he seems to be planning something.
Rong Wan faintly felt that the illusion of calm and calm for a while would soon be over.
Rong Wan asked the system to find out all the fragments about the Zhu family in the original text, and he searched through it completely, but he didn't find any new information. The background of the turbulent relationship between the Nagisa family and the royal family—
This is precisely the most difficult thing to do, which means that the next direction of the Zhu family is completely unknown and changeable. In case the royal family really wanted to take the Zhu family under their wing, Zhu Yun's recent plans would definitely not be enough to resist. Although Zhuyun had the foresight and prepared some plans in advance, compared with the power of the royal family, there was still a huge disparity.
The key is on my side—
Rong Wan was in a complicated mood. As an outsider, he naturally wanted to help the protagonist regain the energy source and leave here early. At that time, he must leave, because he will be hunted down by the royal family, that is to say, his position and the royal family are definitely opposite. And his body belonged to Zhu Jing. As a member of the Zhu family, he had to stand by Zhu Yun's side.
So, now we can only respond to all changes with no change, and wait for the opportunity to move.
Perhaps, it wasn't the royal family who brought the Zhu family together, but the Zhu family who brought the royal family together. After all, he still has the protagonist in his hands. Thinking of the protagonist, Rong Wan glanced at Jin Zhao who was quietly sitting at his feet, and suddenly felt relieved, feeling a little at ease.
…
Although Jin Zhao felt some turmoil outside, he didn't care at all, he just had to guard the person in front of him. He slept next to the general at night, often sitting against the wall, quietly listening to the sound of the general falling asleep, and after confirming that the general was safe, he stayed there all night.
But during this period of time in the empire, it was either heavy snow or torrential rain, and there were always lightning and thunder at night. This loud sound disturbed his hearing very much, he couldn't hear the movement in the next room, and the person was out of his sight, so he felt uneasy.
After thinking about it, Jin Zhao got out of bed, picked up his pillow, and walked towards the general's room. When he arrived at the door, he originally planned to sit down against the wall at the door, but after hesitating for a while, he knocked on the door anyway.
Vigil to vigil—what if the general would allow himself to be in his chambers at night? The general has been too kind and gentle to him recently, so that all his hidden thoughts, which had been drowned out, secretly came alive again. He was probing so carefully, if the general was willing and agreed, wouldn't he be able to see the general at night? Of course, he had to keep watching the general's expression, and if the general showed displeasure or impatient, he would go back immediately.
With such small thoughts in mind, Jin Zhao knocked on the door again and called softly, "General, are you asleep?"
Rong Wan has Zhu Jing's spiritual power in his body. Although he is completely inferior to the protagonist now, he can still hear it inside and outside the room. He has heard the protagonist hesitate at his door for a long time.
So he stepped on his slippers and went to open the door: "What's the matter?"
It was thundering outside all the time, and the lightning struck, just lighting up the faint surprise on Jin Zhao's face—he didn't expect the general to actually open the door for him.
Jin Zhao hesitated for a while, and said slowly, in a hoarse voice, "I'm afraid of thunder."
After he finished speaking, he felt a little uneasy, and raised his eyes to watch the expression on Rong Wan's face. He was afraid that this excuse could be seen through too quickly, and he was also afraid that the general would notice his twisted and fanatical little thoughts, but at the same time he held expectations. After all, the general has been too nice to him recently...
- Afraid of thunder.
Rong Wan didn't know Jin Zhao's idea of wanting to watch the night, he just thought that he just wanted to stick to himself in the middle of the night, sticking to himself like during the day, sticking together for 24 hours, and couldn't help complaining in his heart, the original text didn't arrange for the protagonist to be afraid The setting of thunder, and the protagonist has been in artillery fire for several years before, killing people without blinking an eye, when was he even afraid of thunder
He raised his eyebrows, leaned against the door frame, and nodded his chin inside: "Come in."
The general actually agreed? Jin Zhao's eyes lit up for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat for a second. After entering the general's room, he meekly put the pillow on the floor, pulled the four corners of the pillow meticulously, and then lay down like a stone slab. Seriously resting on the chest, the body is also very stiff - the first time to share a room in the middle of the night.
After seeing the protagonist's small appearance who is secretly delighted and tries not to show it, he understands in his heart that the little clingy person just loves to be favored and arrogant.
Recently, the protagonist has changed quite obviously. Seeing that I treat him well, he is not as restrained as he was at the beginning, and he dared to touch his room in the middle of the night.
If this goes on like this, don't steal a kiss and even do such a thing!
Rong Wan lay down on the bed, turned sideways, and stared at the protagonist several times, seeing that he only brought a pillow and didn't bring any bedding, lying on the cold floor in winter, he couldn't help frowning.
Now Zhao also saw the general frowned in displeasure, afraid that he was suspecting his excuse of "fear of thunder", so in a hurry, when a thunder struck outside the window, he curled up with his head in his arms—
Rong Wan: "... ???" The brat pretended to be quite decent.
System: "Don't forget to pretend to be docile in front of you before, and kill people in a blink of an eye, you haven't figured it out yet."
Rong Wan: "..."
Rong Wan: "Then did you see it? Didn't you see it and beep me?"
system:"… "
Rong finished getting up, took out a warm and thick quilt from the cabinet, walked to Jin Zhao, and shook off the cover on his body. I complained from the bottom of my heart, but of course Rong Wan was reluctant to drive the protagonist away, let alone see him catch a cold, so his expression was still gentle: "Cover."
Jin Zhao was stunned for a moment, got up and spread the quilt, arched it into a nest, and then squeezed in again.
After that, I was relieved, and went back to bed to sleep.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Jin Zhao quietly turned around, poking his head out from under the quilt, staring at him with a pair of dark eyes. Jin Zhao squeezed the quilt, only feeling extremely warm, and his breath was full of the general's breath. Smelling the general's smell, staring at the general's face, that kind of stimulation actually made some kind of distorted desire in his mind that shouldn't arise—
He became short of breath, and the roots of his ears gradually turned red in the middle of the night.