Rong Xuan likes to enjoy red plum blossoms most in winter. The dust-free white snow is cool and translucent when held in the palm of your hand, and the bright red petals become even more dazzling. It's a pity that delicate flowers should be treated with pity and cannot be admired vigorously. They need to be treated gently and gently, slowly and slowly.
The lavishly decorated carriage wheels rolled across the bluestone floor, covering up the abnormal noise coming from inside the curtain. The driver's ears were very sensitive and he could hear more clearly. However, because of Ji Fan's cold reprimand just now, he did not dare to ask questions out loud, so he could only drive in silence.
"Your Highness, does your heart still hurt? I'll rub it for you again..."
A deep male voice came from inside, as clear and transparent as falling jade, and it was extremely pleasant to hear. Listening carefully, there is a bit of smile and a bit of affection, which makes people blush and heartbeat inexplicably.
"Hands away..."
The voice was hoarse, as if it belonged to His Highness the Crown Prince.
The coachman tore two pieces of rags and put them in his ears. He didn't dare to listen anymore. He only wished that his parents had not made him deaf.
Across a curtain, Ji Fan lay in Rong Xuan's arms with disheveled clothes. He pressed the hand that was making trouble in his clothes, and his breathing was erratic for a moment. His bony collarbone seemed to have been smeared with rouge, and there was a slight blush on his skin.
Rong Xuan felt that he was really obsessed, otherwise how could he "raise and lower his hands" on Ji Fan like a disciple. He reluctantly took back his hand, and the delicate and smooth touch seemed to still remain on his fingertips. Ji Fan closed his eyes and took a deep breath before sitting up straight and straightening his clothes.
Rong Xuan kept staring at him: "Does it still hurt?"
Ji Fan remembered what happened on the ring and glanced at him: "You will know if you go up and get a slap yourself."
Rong Xuan thought to himself, it’s not like I’ve never been through this before. He deliberately hid Ji Fan's belt in his sleeves, slowly twirled it around and around in his hands, and said with a slow smile: "If I were you, I wouldn't go up there. Why would you join in the fun of a princess looking for a bride?"
He clearly knew why Ji Fan came on stage, but he didn't know how to pretend to understand and deliberately teased the other party.
When Ji Fan heard this, he looked at him with a tone that was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger: "Are you blaming me for causing trouble and getting in the way of your prince-in-law?"
Rong Xuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said casually: "No, if you don't go up, maybe I will be the prince consort now."
Ji Fan's heart began to hurt slightly again, and he was angry. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Rong Xuan, thinking that he shouldn't have let this person take advantage just now. What's there to fight about with a stupid princess? He said in a gloomy voice: "Give me back the belt!"
Rong Xuan raised his hand slightly and wrapped his fingertips around the jade-encrusted belt: "Come and get it yourself."
Ji Fan reached out and grasped one end, trying to pull it out, but after twitching twice, it didn't move. Rong Xuan exerted a little force, and Ji Fan was caught off guard and fell into his lap, and the two hugged each other.
Ji Fan was startled, and struggled to get up, but Rong Xuan suddenly grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at him, and asked seriously: "When will His Royal Highness come to a martial arts competition to recruit a bride?"
Ji Fan forgot to struggle for a moment: "..."
Rong Xuan slowly stroked his soft lips with his fingertips, and laughed in a low voice, half-seriously and half-falsely: "I have been my consort for a long time, but today I was messed up by His Highness. Should Your Highness compensate me?"
So I was waiting here.
When Ji Fan heard this, the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated. He stared at Rong Xuan with his eyes, making it difficult to tell what was going on in his mind. Quietly, she took one of Rong Xuan's hands, opened her thin lips, and slowly lowered her head to take his index finger in her mouth.
When Rong Xuan saw this, he didn't realize what Ji Fan was going to do. The next second, his fingertips suddenly felt a stinging pain, and he was bitten by the opponent and drew blood.
"what you do?"
Rong Xuan subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ji Fan refused to let him move. He licked off the bright red blood drop with his lips and tongue, and then raised his eyes to look at him. For the first time, the well-hidden, cold ambition was revealed on his face, and he said with a half-smile, "Consort? What kind of thing is a consort?"
Ji Fan's lips were stained with blood, his eyes were full of evil spirits, he stared at Rong Xuan and said word by word: "Become the emperor's husband if you want to."
His voice was low but deep, as if he was determined to win that position. Emperor Yan had nine sons in total. In terms of intelligence and means, Ji Fan was the number one, no one could surpass him. Whether it's for the slights he suffered when he was young or for his long-buried ambition, he will fight for it no matter what.
Rong Xuan is the author, so he should know better than anyone else. He looked at Ji Fan's ambitious look and suddenly found that he was more attractive like this. A stunning beauty should not only have skin, but also bones to support her.
Rong Xuan only felt that he liked Ji Fan a little more.
He looked at his bitten finger and said with a smile in his voice: "Your Highness is using my blood to swear an oath? Should I also learn from it?"
After Rong Xuan finished speaking, he stared at Ji Fan's pale lips, and then slowly approached him, kissed him with a dazed look on his face, and received a bloody kiss. He quietly bit Ji Fan's lips, and there was a touch of sweetness on the tip of his tongue. Ji Fan refused, but he kissed her deeper and more suffocatingly.
Rong Xuan's voice was blurry: "According to what His Highness said... There is really nothing to be done for the son-in-law... Then I will wait for the day when His Majesty's great cause is accomplished and come to a competition to recruit a bride... to compete for the position of the emperor's husband..."
Ji Fan was sore from being kissed by him that he had difficulty breathing and his strength seemed to have been drained away. He clasped the back of Rong Xuan's neck with a painfully tight force, which sounded like a sarcasm and a promise: "Fight? Who can be more treacherous than you?"
He was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly said: "No one can compete with you..."
He said: "No one is worthy to fight with you..."
Like expressing one's feelings.
Rong Xuan tightened his arms when he heard this and hugged Ji Fan tighter off guard. He buried his head and kissed the lips he had coveted for a long time, and felt his heart beating wildly. He had never felt like this in his life. Ji Fan groaned and was forced to kiss back. After a long time, he finally pushed him away and scolded in a hoarse voice: "Don't be ridiculous..."
The coachman is still outside.
The system suddenly beeped: Ding! Please note the host, the villain's blackness level has been reduced to 79, please continue to work hard ~
Rong Xuan paused after hearing the words. He looked at the man in his arms. Finally he was willing to let go of the belt, but he stretched out his hands and wrapped it around the man's thin waist, smiling. He whispered: "It's better that I wear it for His Highness."
Ji Fan closed his eyes, naturally he could only let him go.
The carriage stopped at some point. Next to it was a quiet villa, where Rong's mother lived. Ji Fan's chest was still a little painful. He exhaled slowly and then opened the curtain and got out of the car. When he turned his head, he saw Rong Xuan still sitting inside without moving.
Ji Fan has never seen him so unhurried and unhurried: "Why don't you come down yet?"
Rong Xuan stared at his red and swollen lower lip, laughing secretly in his heart, and pretended to stretch out a hand. Ji Fan glanced at him angrily, pulled Rong Xuan off the carriage, and said in a calm voice: "You're not too small."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the mansion door, heading towards the main room inside. Seeing this, Rong Xuan had no choice but to follow.
When the maid on night duty saw Ji Fan, she quickly stepped forward to bow her knee and called out "Master". As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Fan asked: "Where is the old lady, have you rested?"
The maid didn't recognize Rong Xuan. When she saw a strange young man in white, she didn't dare to look at him again. She lowered her head and replied honestly: "Master, I haven't rested yet. The doctor came to see the old lady today and said yes." The blood clot caused blindness. After the injection, the patient can recover after taking medicine for half a year. "
Ji Fan waved his hand to signal her to retreat.
When Rong Xuan heard that Ji Fan had asked a doctor to check on Rong's mother's eye problems, he couldn't help but take another look at him. A hand fell on Ji Fan's waist, and he took her into his arms and said with a smile: "You, as a 'daughter-in-law,' are more devoted than I am, as a son."
Ji Fan pushed him: "It's a big crowd, please behave yourself."
Rong Xuan secretly kissed him on the cheek like a dragonfly, then let go of his hand and turned around to enter the main room inside. Ji Fan was stunned by his kiss and couldn't help but pause for a few seconds.
Mrs. Rong is sitting in the house, praying beads. She put a layer of medicine on her eyes and covered them with white gauze. Before washing them, she could not see anything at all, and her ears were inevitably a little more sensitive. She heard the movement outside, fumbled her way up, and asked aloud, "Is it Ji Fan?"
Only then did Ji Fan come back to his senses, quickly walked into the house, stretched out his hand to support her: "Mom, it's me."
Rong Xuan originally wanted to help him, but saw that he was in vain, so he had to retract his hand in embarrassment.
Rong's mother didn't know that Rong Xuan was back, so she patted Ji Fan's hand gently: "It's late, you should go and rest early. Let's see what I, an old woman, do."
She paused, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Have you heard any news about Xuan'er and the others while you were out on the streets these days?"
Ji Fan said nothing and helped her sit down. Then he stretched out his hand to pull Rong Xuan over, put his hand into Rong's mother's, and asked aloud: "Can you recognize who he is?"
Rong's mother was startled.
Rong Xuan called her: "Mom, it's me."
Rong's mother tightened her fingertips and immediately groped for Rong Xuan's face in mid-air. When she discovered that it was really him, she was surprised and happy: "Xuan'er, you are back, but where is your father? You... Where is your father?"
Her hands were shaking, and she didn't know what she was afraid of.
Rong Xuan held her hand tightly and said in a low voice: "Mom, don't worry, dad escaped from inside. Now he is disguised and waiting in the inn. Everything is fine."
Rong's mother was naturally aware of Rong Zhengqing's martial arts. When she heard that he had escaped from the prison, she was quietly relieved, but then she became nervous again: "He won't be discovered, right?"
Rong Xuan shook his head. Although escaping from prison was a big deal, in the end it was just a low-level official who escaped, and the criminal department couldn't afford to arrest him in a big way. Except for the relatively tight noise in the first few days, there is no movement now: "Don't worry, it won't be discovered."
Rong's mother was always thinking about Rong Zhengqing's lawsuit. She was so worried these days that she really never had a good night's sleep. Now that the boulder has fallen from my heart, my nerves have finally relaxed a bit. She fumbled and held Ji Fan's hand, and said to Rong Xuan: "During your absence, Ji Fan was the one taking care of me. Now that we are finally reunited, it is really a blessing from Bodhisattva."
The three of them folded their hands together, like a family.
Ji Fan was inevitably embarrassed in front of Rong's mother. He tried to pull his hand away without leaving a trace, but Rong Xuan held her tightly and couldn't get away.
Ji Fan glared at him and motioned for him to let go.
Rong Xuan didn't look at him, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes.
Mother Rong held their hands, wondering if she was aware of this private "lawsuit", and paused. She hesitated, as if she wanted to say something, but didn't say anything. She was silent for a moment, and finally patted their overlapping hands: "... You are both good children. It's okay for my mother to see that you are safe. Don’t worry. It’s getting late, so go back to bed. I’m going to have a rest. I’ll see you dad tomorrow.”
After speaking, he urged softly: "Go back."
Seeing this, Rong Xuan and Ji Fan did not dare to disturb her rest. They could only give a few words of advice and then exited the room.
It was a hazy night in the courtyard, and the pale moonlight fell on the cobblestone road, shining brightly. Ji Fan walked down the steps with his hands behind his back and suddenly said: "Bring your father over tomorrow."
Rong Xuan didn't know why: "Huh?"
Ji Fan frowned and glanced at him: "Why, do you want to take your mother to live in that shabby inn?"
The implication was that he wanted to give this villa to them.
Rong Xuan hissed when he heard this, thinking that he was worthy of being a prince of a country, and he was generous in his actions, but he shook his head and refused: "That can't be done. If word spread, wouldn't I become a pretty face and a freeloader?"
Seeing that he was not grateful, Ji Fan slightly raised his eyebrows and asked, "I wonder what Mr. Rong has to say?"
Rong Xuan competed in the Sifang Building today, and his skills shocked everyone. On the surface it was Yan Fengchen who got the advantage, but in fact he was the one who stole the limelight. It was expected that many aristocratic families were already trying to win over him. Could it be that Rong Xuan wanted to make a living by being a retainer for those people
Rong Xuan really didn't know how to make money for a while. After all, living in an inn was not an option. Rong's mother also needed a quiet place to recuperate. He thought for a moment and said, "How about this? I'll borrow this yard from you." Yes, I can convert it into cash and return it to you in the future?”
Anyway, you can't eat soft rice.
Ji Fan felt uncomfortable listening to him "borrowing" and "returning" one after another. But seeing Rong Xuan's insistence, he couldn't force the other party to accept it. He frowned, turned around and left, "It's up to you!"
Rong Xuan guessed that Ji Fan would be unhappy and followed him step by step.
Ji Fan took two steps and realized something was wrong. He turned back and looked at him: "Why are you following me?"
Rong Xuan was actually worried about his injury, but he smiled on his face: "Everyone can walk on the road, I just want to go ahead, who is following you."
Ji Fan couldn't argue with him, but the depression in his heart dissipated a little, and he turned around and continued walking towards the gate. He listened to the footsteps behind him and unconsciously slowed down. However, no matter how long the road was, it would eventually come to an end.
When Ji Fan walked to the door, he couldn't help but paused and looked back at Rong Xuan: "...you want to go back to the inn?"
Rong Xuan wondered why he was going back to the inn. Rong Zhengqing was not a three-year-old child and he needed someone to accompany him to sleep at night. He originally only planned to see Ji Fan off, but he followed him all the way without knowing it, and he felt a little reluctant to leave: "Where are you going back?"
Just as Ji Fan was about to go back home, the attendant suddenly stepped forward and whispered something in his ear. Rong Xuan could only vaguely hear the words "Prince of Ruling County" and "Marquis of Donglin".
"Go down."
Ji Fan waved away his attendants, not knowing what he heard, and sneered. He looked at Rong Xuan again and asked in an unclear voice: "I want to go see the excitement now, will you go?"
Rong Xuan guessed that something must have happened, and it was probably related to Nalan Chun: "Go, naturally go."
No original author would miss the opportunity to watch the excitement in his novel.
Rong Xuan and Ji Fan got on the same carriage again. The driver raised his whip and drove quickly towards the outskirts of the city. Due to the birthday of the Empress Dowager, King Wu couldn't help himself in Shengjing City, and the city gates were not strictly checked at night, so it was easy to leave the capital.
Rong Xuan saw that the carriage went further and further off the road, and finally ended up on a mountain road, with towering shadows of trees on both sides, making it difficult to see even one's fingers. He lifted up the curtain and saw a group of officers and soldiers holding torches not far away, surrounding a man in the middle. He didn't know what happened, but there was a faint argument.
"I'm your grandma! How dare you try to capture this county king! If I don't swing you away with my hoe, do you really think that my Nalan family's swordsmanship was in vain?!"
Just by listening to the voice, Rong Xuan knew that the person spitting out the fragrance must be Nalanchun, the king of Ruling County. He subconsciously looked at Ji Fan: "What happened?"
"Oh, it's nothing."
Ji Fan closed his eyes lightly and said nonchalantly: "It's just that the king of Ruling County went up the mountain with a hoe in the middle of the night to dig up the ancestral grave of the Hou family in the east, but he was caught by the people from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division."
He had the intention of watching the excitement, gloating about others' misfortune, and the curve of his lips was looming.
“…”
When Rong Xuan heard this, he didn't know what to say. Nalan Chun was too cool, actually digging someone's ancestral grave in the middle of the night. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and subconsciously looked at Ji Fan: "Did you ask someone to inform the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Department?"
Ji Fan's silence was regarded as acquiescence. He stared at Rong Xuan and said slowly: "I have a big grudge against the Marquis of Donglin—"
He is from the Yan State. The more chaotic the Zhou State, the more beneficial it will be to him. Now that he is exposed without any cover-up, he can be regarded as showing his sincerity to Rong Xuan, but I wonder if the other party will think that he is sinister...
Rong Xuan didn't seem to have any reaction and touched his chin: "You also have a grudge against Nalan Chun?"
Ji Fan shook his head. He was still the prince of Yan Kingdom in the original work who could easily tear the court into pieces with his backhand. He showed his villainous demeanor and his voice was faintly cold: "Wu, he is just an unlucky first-timer."
Rong Xuan said nothing.
Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Ji Fan couldn't help but pause. He looked up at him with a heavy gaze and asked without emotion: "...What, do you think I am vicious?"
Rong Xuan shook his head, with a hint of excitement in his expression: "No, I just suddenly found a way to make money."
This topic is really irrelevant. Ji Fan frowned: "You always think about what to do to earn money. Why, my money is not worthy of you?"
Rong Xuan was a man of integrity. He raised the curtain and looked outside, half-smiling but not smiling: "Believe it or not, I can not only earn three thousand taels of silver from Nalan Chun, but I can also completely remove him from the body." Get it out of this lawsuit?"
Although Ji Fan had seen Rong Xuan's sophistry, this matter involved powerful people, and the Marquis of Donglin was not someone he could easily offend. The ancestral graves have been dug up, how can the other party be so easy to be kind
Ji Fan obviously didn't believe it and raised his eyebrows: "You are lying to me again."
Rong Xuan: "Then just watch and see."
After saying that, he jumped out of the carriage and walked over there.
Nalan Chun didn't expect that he would be caught digging ancestral graves in the middle of the night. He waved his hoe to clear the way and wanted to escape, but was surrounded by people from the Military and Horse Division.
He was at a loss as to what to do, sweating all over in anxiety, but with a casual glance from the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a white figure walking in the distance, and it was Rong Xuan. He was immediately overjoyed and asked in surprise: "Mr. Rong, why is it you?!"
His eyes were bright, as if he had seen a savior. When the people from the Wucheng Army and Horse Division saw this, they thought he was an accomplice and immediately surrounded Rong Xuan.
Rong Xuan took his time and gestured to Nalan Chun to calm down: "Of course I'm here to save you."
Nalanchun pecked at the rice and nodded: "Sir, your swordsmanship is superb, you will be able to kill them all without leaving any trace behind!"
Rong Xuan shook his head and disagreed: "We are good people, we don't kill people, just..."
Nalan Chun looked embarrassed and lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Sir, you don't know something. I dug someone's ancestral grave. I must not do it now!"
Rong Xuan shook the folding fan in his hand, which he took from Nalan Chun today: "I said I can save you, I mean I can save you, but it will cost three thousand taels of silver, shouldn't you?"
Nalan Chun was so anxious that he was sweating: "Three thousand taels of silver is nothing. If sir, you are willing to help, I will give you 30,000 taels of silver!"
Rong Xuan put away the folding fan with a roar: "Okay, leave the rest to me. Remember, don't say anything without my permission in court later."
Nalan Chun: "??!!"
The commander of the Five Cities Army and Horses Division saw them muttering for a long time and didn't know what they said. He frowned and clasped his fists on his horse and said: "Little Prince of Ruling, I'm afraid this matter will not be resolved. Please don't make it difficult. I'll wait and go with you."
Nalan Chun heard this and was about to spit out the fragrance, but was stopped by Rong Xuan. He raised his eyes to look at the commander and asked aloud: "The country has national laws and families have family rules. If the troops of the five cities want to take the little prince back, should they give a reason?"
The commander of the troops and horses angrily rebuked: "The king of Ruling County dug up the ancestral graves of the Hou family in Donglin. Isn't this a reason?!"
Nalan Chun secretly cried out in his heart that if this matter was brought to the attention of the emperor's uncle, he might not be able to reap the consequences. However, just when he was anxious, Rong Xuan's surprised voice suddenly sounded in his ears:
"Digging ancestral graves? What kind of ancestral graves are you digging? The little prince just wants to plant trees on the mountain. Why do you arrest him?"
Nalanchun: "???"
The author has something to say: Nalan Chun (lost in thought): ...Yes, I just went up the mountain to plant trees, I didn't dig other people's ancestral graves.
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