Throughout the twelfth lunar month, Rong Tang and Su Huaijing were clingy, doing whatever they wanted...
Young Master Rong seemed to have been marinated by Su Huaijing. His complexion was getting better day by day, but his expression was getting lazier day by day. Every day after getting up, he would lie on the beauty couch and read storybooks.
Then, when Su Huaijing came home, he would have dinner and take a walk, either in the study or bedroom, on the bed or the couch, anywhere. As soon as Rong Tang beckoned, the big villain would start to serve him wholeheartedly.
The system had accidentally run into this several times and wanted to poke its own eyes out. Later, whenever Su Huaijing appeared, it would automatically go into hibernation, for fear of seeing any scenes that were not suitable for children.
It was not until the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month that Rong Tang got up during the day and took a carriage to Mu Jingxu's mansion to take Yuanyuan shopping. On the road, he bumped into a group of people who were buying New Year's goods, and his head suddenly hurt.
It was a very familiar feeling. Rong Tang broke out in a cold sweat almost instantly, and his hands and feet became cold.
But the pain quickly dissipated, as if it had never been there. It was more like a bug caused by an error in the game running, which accidentally caused a momentary data turbulence and was quickly repaired to normal.
Rong Tang was worried and had no intention of taking Yuanyuan shopping again. After sending her back to the Mu Mansion, he took a carriage back to Yong'an Lane.
Seeing the pedestrians passing by and the clean doors of each household on the road, he changed his mind slightly, queued up to buy a bag of freshly baked jujube paste cake, and then went to the Censorate.
As the year draws to a close, all officials, except for the Ministry of Rites, which has to organize various ceremonies and banquets, relax.
It was just 3 p.m. when Rong Tang arrived at the gate of the Censorate. The weather outside was just right. The snow that had not melted in the winter in Yujing had piled up into a century-old quiet imperial city. He got out of the car and quietly looked up at the majestic and solemn stone statue of Bi'an outside the Censorate.
The bell for the end of the shift rang, Rong Tang came to his senses, turned around and looked towards the door.
Su Huaijing came out of the door, wearing a blue-gray court robe of the Dayu clan. In half a month, his court robe should be changed to the indigo-colored one with a mandarin duck pattern that the Chief Censor should wear.
Rong Tang stood at the steps and watched him walking towards him. The evening breeze of Yu Jing blew down, as if he had walked through the light and shadow of three lifetimes.
Su Huaijing's eyes lit up slightly, and he didn't hide his joy. He ran towards him quickly, and subconsciously grabbed Rong Tang's hand in his own, rubbing it to drive away the coldness: "Why are you here?"
Rong Tang: "I went to see Yuanyuan during the day, and on the way back I saw the freshly baked jujube paste cake from Liufangzhai. I thought you would like it, so I brought it to you."
So Su Huaijing, who was already in a good mood because he saw Rong Tang, became even more excited. If Ke Hongxue was here, he would definitely go to Master Ke to show off.
But Ke Hongxue was not there and it was cold outside. Su Huaijing didn't want Rong Tang to catch a cold, so he led him into the carriage.
The date paste cake is steaming hot, and its fragrance fills the carriage, almost covering the scent of sandalwood. It is warm and soft, especially suitable for the atmosphere of the year-end.
Su Huaijing ate one and went to kiss Rongtang, so Tangtang's mouth was also filled with the fragrance of the dessert.
Rong Tang was particularly ruthless that night. When the hour was up, Su Huaijing was about to get out of bed and fetch hot water to help Rong Tang wipe him, but the latter hooked his foot and said in a weak and hoarse voice, but inexplicably with a hint of ruthlessness: "Do it again."
Su Huaijing finally woke up from the temptation of sweets and beauty tents and realized the details he had overlooked.
Rong Tang fainted and fell asleep that night. Su Huaijing wiped his body clean, put on his robe, and went back to his room.
There was a letter in the secret compartment every day. He opened it and found that Liuyun said that the doctor had cured Sheng Chengli's lame leg and asked when the master would want his eyeballs.
Su Huaijing narrowed his eyes and fell into thought for a while.
He didn't know what the relationship was between Sheng Chengli's leg and Rong Tang. He was not even sure whether Tang Tang's change today had anything to do with Sheng Chengli, but the most likely possibility was right here, and he couldn't help but think about it.
He sat there for a long time, picked up a pen to write a letter, and reassigned the task.
The next day, Emperor Renshou cancelled his court sessions and all officials began their half-holiday, where they only had to report to the yamen every day and then go home.
Su Huaijing took Rong Tang to find Mu Jingxu, and the family of five had a great time for the whole day.
On the way home, Su Huaijing held Rong Tang's hand. Looking at his profile and expression, his guess seemed to be coming true. He lowered his head and suppressed the murderous rage in his eyes.
On the third day, Rong Tang began to discuss with the cook what dishes to cook during the New Year. He also asked Shuangfu to clean out a yard, saying that he wanted to invite his grandmother and mother to stay for a few days after the New Year.
Su Huaijing skipped work for a day to accompany him in making trouble. He returned to the room before dinner and saw the wooden box on the desk. He suddenly laughed, but there was coldness in his eyes.
Rong Tang came knocking on his door and said that he was starving and wanted to eat.
At night, he cried and said he couldn't eat.
How spoiled, Su Huaijing thought.
He leaned down, Rong Tang trembled and wanted to hide, but he leaned close to his ear and bit his earlobe, and whispered: "Tang Tang, I have a gift for you."
Rong Tang was in no mood to care about gifts at this moment. His thoughts were scattered. He just took Su Huaijing's words as his own and just hoped that he would finish it soon.
But after he woke up from a nap and had breakfast, Su Huaijing gave him a brocade box.
Rong Tang opened it with confusion and saw a red eyeball, covered with mucous membrane, with clear blood vessels, lying alone on the velvet cloth.
He was stunned for half a second and almost didn't react.
Having never done anything conspiratorial in his life, Rong Tang almost forgot what these things looked like after being separated from the human body.
Perhaps his reaction was too calm, which pleased Su Huaijing. The villain chuckled and said, "Tangtang, guess whose sign this is?"
The answer has come out. Rong Tang was uncontrollably nervous, his scalp was slightly numb, and he had an inexplicable sense of being sentenced to life or death.
He did not answer but asked: "When was it dug?"
Su Huaijing's eyes flickered slightly, and he poured him a cup of tea, covered it with a lid, walked over and looked down at Rong Tang, and said softly: "Tell Tang Tang everything one by one."
"I did a good thing for him and took back the reward."
Rong Tang was slightly startled, raised his head and looked at the villain in confusion.
Rong Tang was stunned for a second, then woke up instantly, opened his eyes wide, and stared at Su Huaijing like a dying person who had found a life-saving medicine.
Su Huaijing's heart ached uncontrollably, but he still smiled and said slowly, "On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, I had someone attack and cut a hole in Sheng Chengli's abdomen."
Rong Tang's pupils shrank slightly, not for Sheng Chengli, but for the person who Su Huaijing had ordered to go out and complete the task.
At this time, the male protagonist has probably already learned martial arts, and he has guards guarding his mansion. It is not easy at all to get anything out of him.
The subtle expression was caught by Su Huaijing, and his already bad mood instantly became even worse.
Su Huaijing suppressed the violent gene in his heart, moved his fingers upwards, and gently grasped Rong Tang's jaw.
He bent down, looking down at his spirit, getting infinitely close to Rong Tang, foreheads touching, his tone gentle, yet wrapped in unspeakable danger: "Don't show that expression, I'll be unhappy."
Su Huaijing expressed his emotions bluntly. Rong Tang was stunned for a second, then he reacted, hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and kissed him on the lips desperately.
After gently touching him and then letting go, Rong Tang said with a soothing tone, "I'm not sad or distressed for him. I'm just worried that you might be in danger."
Su Huaijing was stunned, and the mood that was so bad that he wanted to kill someone was quickly soothed. He was stunned for a moment, loosened the force of his fingers, and rubbed Rong Tang lightly with his forehead, like a pet that had been wronged and was acting coquettishly.
He pasted Tangtang and continued, "Then on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month - yesterday, I had someone bring back the reward."
The reward is the eyeball in the wooden box.
Rong Tang knew it well, but he asked, "Why is there a scratch on number 27?"
Su Huaijing asked back: "Why was the jujube paste cake made on the 26th?"
So they were speechless, and each of them understood the other tacitly.
Su Huaijing is a person who pays so much attention to Rong Tang's every move. Maybe his gentleness and tenderness will make people relax their vigilance for a while, but when the slightest clue comes out, he will do everything he can to find out what secrets are hidden behind it.
Because he wanted Sheng Chengli to feel joy and then despair, the big gift he gave him accidentally became an indispensable part of this closed loop.
On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, Sheng Chengli's injured leg healed, and Rong Tang became strange. There was a hint of madness and despair in his eyes that was about to be suppressed. The person who did not value desire was demanding like a madman, wishing he could drown in bed.
On the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, Liu Yun scratched Sheng Chengli, but Rong Tang didn't notice it at all.
That's why Su Huaijing dared to let Liuyun drug Sheng Chengli and then dig out one of his eyes.
Su Huaijing lowered his eyes, looked into Rong Tang's eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Tang Tang, what is your relationship with him?"
He was extremely confused and lost.
Dreams are real, and the present is also real.
Rong Tang rescued Sheng Chengli from the cold palace, taught him strategies, and worked hard for him, but was eventually betrayed.
Su Huaijing originally thought that Sheng Chengli should be a very special one.
He was almost going crazy with jealousy, but he couldn't enter the dream and experience everything that Tangtang had experienced.
So he forced himself not to care and not to think about it.
Tangtang doesn't like Sheng Chengli and hates Sheng Chengli; Tangtang likes me and wants to be my wife...
That’s enough. Whether His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince in the Dayu Palace is a human or a ghost has nothing to do with them.
But Su Huaijing suddenly discovered that Rong Tang was panic-stricken and frightened because of Sheng Chengli's temporary dominance. Although they had never met, he could sense his state.
Su Huaijing was extremely confused.
What exactly is this special thing
Is it the grace of saving a life? The love of education? The friendship of companionship
Or will they each act independently, plunder each other, and counteract each other
He lowered his head and repeated: "Tangtang, tell me, who is he to you?"
A thick fog gradually gathered in Su Huaijing's eyes, hiding an unfathomable murderous intent.
Rong Tang's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he reached out to hold Su Huaijing's cheek, and said softly but firmly: "He is no one."
They restrained each other, although he didn't know the reason now, but if he had to say it, they were probably enemies.
Behind Sheng Chengli's success, there is inevitably the death of Rong Tang, which seems to be a small gift from heaven to the male protagonist.
At this moment, the irony in his heart reached its peak, and the eyeball in the wooden box on the table that never saw the light of day became particularly disgusting.
Su Huaijing asked: "Can I kill him now?"
Rong Tang hesitated for a moment, shook his head, but then nodded: "Except killing, everything else is fine, whatever you want."
After all, he couldn't gamble the existence of a world on a possibility with an unknown outcome.
But…
Rong Tang raised his eyes, looked at Su Huaijing for two seconds, then suddenly kissed him fiercely until his mouth was filled with someone's blood.
He suddenly felt so angry. Two lifetimes, seven years, what had he done
Are you sending yourself to death step by step
(End of this chapter)