Rong Tang sat at the dining table and still insisted on lifting up his sleeves, wanting to show Wang Xiuyu the flesh growing on his arms.
If the ancient times hadn't been too feudal, he would even want to show her his belly!
But Wang Xiuyu just glanced at him lightly and called Rong Zheng over.
The second young master asked his stepmother how he was in a daze, then pulled up his sleeves as she instructed and compared himself with Rong Tang.
[It's the trunk and branches, Tangtang.] The system said coldly.
Rong Tang was silent for two seconds, then dejectedly put down his arms.
System: [It’s still the healthy wheat color and the pale chicken color. ]
Rong Tang was furious: "You are the only one who has a mouth!"
The system chuckled twice and quietly stepped aside.
Su Huaijing saw the frustrated look on his little Bodhisattva's face. He tried to hold back, but couldn't help it and turned his head to laugh softly.
Rong Tang couldn't grasp the system, and he couldn't contradict the princess. Su Huaijing's laughter was a signal for him to attack.
So the prince frowned, glared, and began to threaten Su Huaijing!
The villain smiled and raised his eyebrows, handed Rong Tang a cup of tea, and whispered in a fake voice: "What's going on? You just know how to bully me. Am I the easiest person to bully in the world?"
"You are the one who is making false accusations!" Rong Tang refused to accept the fact. It was obvious that he ate a lot and had gained weight more than before. His height was even two or three centimeters taller than what he had seen with his naked eyes in his previous two lives. How could Su Huaijing slander him with empty words
This is slander!
"Go explain to mother that I'm not neglecting my sleep and meals!" He is already twenty years old, how could he still be like a child in his mother's heart!
And if one adds in the time he has actually spent in these past few lifetimes, he is actually not much younger than Wang Xiuyu.
Su Huaijing: "How do you explain it? Tangtang sleeps with me every night. When she's not warm, she kicks off the quilt. When she's cold, she crawls into my arms. Every morning, she puts her legs on me. She ignores me because she's sick and doesn't have any reaction to the medicine she took. When she sees something happening, she runs away, leaving me to deal with it alone?"
Rong Tang's face flushed.
Su Huaijing asked slowly and resentfully, as if he was discussing state affairs, "Don't I have any face?"
[Oh no~ This is retaliation~] The system happily started to eat the gossip about the host and the villain.
Rong Tang hesitated for a long time, and decided to run away. He turned his head away, but for some reason he glanced down while moving, and then retracted his gaze as if he was burned.
Su Huaijing smiled sullenly and stopped teasing him. He looked at the door, looking at it intentionally or unintentionally.
Rong Mingyu was busy with official duties and was always the last one to show up. When he arrived, there was almost no shadow of the sun on the horizon, only the afterglow gradually fading away.
Although the princess did not eat dinner, she still sat at the table and had a bowl of cold soup in front of her to relieve the heat.
Halfway through the banquet, she asked casually, as if she had just remembered, "Is Qian about to give birth?"
The sounds of dishes and chopsticks colliding suddenly became silent, and one could almost hear the distinct breathing sounds in the room. Everyone had different thoughts in their minds, and one could compile a collection of micro-expressions from just a glance at the expressions on their faces.
Rong Tang just glanced at Wang Xiuyu, then lowered his head and scooped the soup in the bowl silently.
Rong Mingyu put down his chopsticks and faced his mother with the same respect as always. He looked as if he could be painted into the painting of the Hundred Filial Piety. He replied, "To answer your mother's question, the doctor has examined her pulse every day and said that she will give birth in seven days at most."
"Can you tell whether it's a boy or a girl?" Duan Yi asked him deliberately.
Rong Mingyu: "It's the pulse of a male fetus."
"Very good." Duan Yi nodded, his face dignified and solemn, making it difficult to tell what he was thinking.
Rong Yuan has been a little bit aloof lately, and he rarely has the opportunity to eat at the same table with his grandmother. Seeing this, he was moved and said with a smile: "After Yaoyao, there have been no brothers or sisters born in the mansion for many years. If grandmother doesn't abandon him, why not give him a nickname?"
After these words were spoken, everyone at the table looked at each other and kept silent.
Rong Zheng's expression changed and he looked at Rong Ning. The latter glanced at Rong Yuan with disdain, then shook her head at her brother.
Su Huaijing saw this scene, smiled and crossed out the comment that said Rong Ning was naive and ignorant.
How could the Ningxuan Palace keep idle people? She is not naive, she is a wise woman who knows the times.
Su Huaijing turned his head and called Shuangshou to serve a bowl of rice to Rong Tang.
Rong Tang paused for a moment, with undercurrents surging at the table. He pondered for two seconds, lowered his head silently and ate his meal. In an instant, he empathized with Lord Xiao Lu.
Duan Yi looked at Rong Yuan solemnly and said, "It's not appropriate."
She didn't even bother to make up an excuse, and directly threw out three words. No one in the room dared to say anything. Rong Mingyu even glared at Rong Yuan and said, "Where have you been studying? How can you trouble your grandmother!"
Rong Yuan's face turned pale and he quickly stood up to apologize.
Duan Yi: "No problem. I mentioned this only because the day before yesterday at Tuolan Temple, Ying asked for a fortune, and the fortune teller casually asked if a noble person would be born in the mansion."
Her Royal Highness the Princess had been working in the court for decades, had experienced much of the world, and held a high position. With her in the lead, the two matters were thrown out in a few words.
Rong Tang glanced at the princess and saw the flash of surprise in her eyes when she heard the word "tiger". In an instant, she regained her composure, as if she had no grudge at all.
He was a little puzzled, and Su Huaijing reached out and pinched him lightly under the table.
After dinner, it was already dark. Rong Tang was left in the palace by Wang Xiuyu to rest, while Su Huaijing was called to the study by King Ningxuan to talk.
Su Huaijing listened to him respectfully and carefully. He talked in an intermittent manner, chatting for a few words when he was in the mood and ignoring him when he was not. He stayed in the study for more than an hour and finally waited until Rong Mingyu yawned.
He hurriedly stood up and said goodbye, and the moment he walked out of the door, he relaxed the guard on his shoulders.
The stars and the moon were in the sky, cicadas were chirping in the summer night, and Su Huaijing was walking along the cobblestone path towards Tanghua Courtyard. Just after turning a corner, he saw people pacing back and forth on the garden path, stamping their feet and jumping lightly from time to time.
The tall, thin and weak figure, standing under the moon, seems like she will disappear at any time. Isn't it Rong Tang
Su Huaijing was stunned for a moment, walked over quickly, and subconsciously fanned him with his hand: "Why are you here?"
Rong Tang turned around and replied naturally: "Waiting for you, did he make things difficult for you?"
Su Huaijing felt warm in his heart and shook his head.
Rong Tang heaved a sigh of relief, but his true colors were revealed in an instant, and his eyebrows were furrowed: "Then go back quickly, I'm going to be eaten by mosquitoes!"
Su Huaijing: “… ?”
The villain was helpless.
Fortunately, there are many mosquitoes on summer nights, so Su Huaijing always brings special ointment when he goes out, for fear that his little ancestor will be bitten and itchy, so he scratches it and ends up with broken skin.
So he just froze for a moment, and without thinking, he squatted on the ground. His robe brushed against the pebbles, but he gently lifted up Rong Tang's clothes.
The moment the ointment was opened, a scent of green grass filled the air. Su Huaijing massaged the red and swollen bumps on Rong Tang while pretending to admonish him, "It's hot and stuffy. What are you doing out here? You've got all these bumps on your body. Don't you feel itchy?"
Rong Tang avoided the main point: "Itchy."
Su Huaijing waited for him to continue, but he didn't get what he wanted after waiting for a long time. He smiled unhappily and glared at Rong Tang from bottom to top: "I'm afraid you'll have to wait until I die before you can honestly say that you like me."
If Xingfeng were here, his eyes would probably fall out.
In the past ten years, even when the master was only eight years old, who had ever heard him speak like this
Angry and depressed, happy and aggrieved...
The contradiction is dead.
Rong Tang touched his nose and looked away.
Su Huaijing applied the medicine on him and also put a layer on the exposed skin on his wrist. Then he let go of his hand and walked towards the yard with Rong Tang.
The moonlight was like water, and the heavy rain had not yet stopped, but the wind was gradually picking up, blowing through the grass leaves, bringing with it a heavy smell of earth.
Rong Tang asked: "What did he talk to you about?"
"Some trivial matters in the court, and how we are doing outside?" Su Huaijing said.
It has to be said that Rong Mingyu is actually a smart man. He wanted to know the movements of the Censorate, but he only said a few words from beginning to end, only occasionally mentioning one or two sentences in certain places, inducing Su Huaijing to inadvertently reveal the information to him.
Su Huaijing understood, but was happy to play this trick with him, and nothing he told Rong Mingyu was false.
He smiled and said, "King Ning Xuan also said that the princess missed you and might move to Yong'an Lane to live with us for a while in a few days."
Rong Tang sneered: "He made the words clear."
If you really miss him, asking your eldest son to move back home is much simpler and more respectful than letting your wife go out.
He walked forward with his head down, thinking of the look Wang Xiuyu had given him during dinner, and he was a little confused: "Why does mother look like she had guessed it a long time ago?"
Su Huaijing: "She just guessed that her husband was unreliable."
When it comes to serious matters, Rong Mingyu can always give up his wife. Sadly, Wang Xiuyu has known this for a long time, but she still occasionally has fantasies about him.
Rong Tang felt a little depressed, but he couldn't say anything harsh, because Wang Xiuyu was his mother after all.
He thought for a while, stared into Su Huaijing's eyes, and said solemnly: "But I am reliable."
Su Huaijing was stunned for a second, then realized that what Rong Tang said had a double meaning, being a son and being a husband.
But he just couldn't help it, his eyes flickered downwards, and he said rudely: "Well, it's too reliable to be hard."
Rong Tang: “?”
Rong Tang: “!”
His face changed suddenly, from red to white to disbelief, and finally he gritted his teeth angrily: "What do you think about every day!?"
Su Huaijing felt very aggrieved: "Tangtang also knows that I am only eighteen years old."
He asked, "Isn't it natural that I am full of vigor and vitality?"
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Su Su: Who in my family understands? My wife is in front of me every day, but I can’t fuck her.
Well, the dicks of high school boys are harder than diamonds (bushi)
(End of this chapter)