"Huaijing, you've slept for a long time." Rong Tang stood up, walked quickly to Su Huaijing, and looked at him with his head slightly raised.
He slept for seven days without any consciousness, and when he saw Shuangfu, he didn't feel much change. Fainting was too common for him, so it's not like he hadn't fainted for two months and had forgotten this feeling.
But Su Huaijing was standing in front of him, the moonlight falling into the courtyard, he lowered his head and looked at him without any expression. Rong Tang's heart tightened, his eyes fixed on his dark eyes, he couldn't stop feeling sad and distressed.
Rong Tang pursed his lips, feeling guilty, lowered his voice by eight degrees, and asked guiltily: "Are you hungry? Do you want to go eat?"
There was wind at night, and there were trees planted in the yard. The wind blew through the leaves, making rustling sounds, which was comfortable and cool.
It was noon when Rong Tang went out. He was wearing a slightly thin moon-white spring outfit. Standing in front of the eaves under the moon, he looked more and more like an immortal in the sky.
Su Huaijing looked at Rong Tang with deep eyes, who was obviously a little timid when he asked him a question. He suppressed the thoughts that were growing in his mind for a moment and asked, "Aren't you cold?"
The voice was low and hoarse. Rong Tang was stunned for a moment, then moved closer and shook his head: "Not cold—"
Before he finished speaking, an itchy feeling rushed to his nose. Rong Tang quickly stepped back half a step, turned his head, and covered his mouth and nose: "Ah-Qiu!"
Rong Tang: “…”
He felt even more guilty, rubbed his nose, looked up at his child embarrassedly, and then met a pair of cold eyes.
“…” Finished.
Rong Tang quickly added: "I'll go back and put on more clothes! Can you wait for me in the restaurant? I'll ask the kitchen to stew your favorite snow lotus soup." Don't be angry!!!
Rong Tang turned on his toes and was about to run away, but before he took two steps, someone grabbed his wrist with incredibly strong force, more forceful than any other time Su Huaijing held his hand. Rong Tang instinctively thought that he was venting his anger.
Still holding my breath...
Rong Tang lowered his head, silently turned his foot back, and said in a muffled voice: "I was wrong."
Su Huaijing said nothing, and led people back to his room. Without saying a word, he took out a cloak from the closet and handed it to Rong Tang.
Rong Tang felt a little guilty, a little guilty, and a little timid, but he dared not to take it, and then asked: "Won't you help me put it on?"
There were only a few candles lit in the room. The moonlight was bright outside and lanterns were hung on the eaves. Su Huaijing paused and lowered his eyes to stare at Rong Tang for a long time.
Rong Tang realized that he seemed to be pushing things a little too far, and shrank his neck in dismay, then reached out to grab his clothes: "Okay, I'll do it myself-"
"Turn around." Su Huaijing interrupted him, his voice still hoarse, like a stormy wave.
Rong Tang was startled for a moment, but quickly reacted, blinked, and immediately turned around obediently.
The air stagnated for a moment, Su Huaijing lifted up the cloak and put it on him from behind.
Rong Tang wanted to turn around to make it easier for him to button his collar, but Su Huaijing's hands moved faster, forcing Rong Tang to step back unconsciously and bump into his chest.
A warm and firm touch came from behind, through several layers of cloth. The light in the room was dim and Rong Tang could not see anyone. His wrist slid along his shoulder and landed in front of his neck. Pulling two thin strings, Su Huaijing slowly and carefully fastened the collar button for him and tied the knot.
The movements were graceful and calm. If recorded by a camera, they would be so smooth that they could be included in etiquette textbooks for the children of the nobility to learn. However, Rong Tang inexplicably felt an indescribable sense of fear and oppression.
After the knot was tied, Su Huaijing's hand had not yet been taken away from in front of him. Rong Tang finally realized that he seemed to be courting death.
He swallowed and tried his best to reduce his presence, but with little success.
The wind blew through the window sill, and the candlelight swayed on the table. Rong Tang blinked and said softly, "I was wrong."
Su Huaijing stood behind him, and although they did not hug each other, they appeared to be hugging each other.
He asked, “What’s wrong?”
Rong Tang: "I shouldn't have fainted suddenly and made you worry."
Su Huaijing said nothing, and a dead silence spread in the air.
Rong Tang took a step back, tilted his head back, and rubbed it slowly: "I shouldn't have neglected my health, and I shouldn't have stayed up all night."
He was very humble and docile, and was very flexible: "I was wrong, you can hit me."
If you make a mistake you should be punished, Rong Tang felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.
But he also knew that Su Huaijing was most likely reluctant to hit him, so in the end he was still playing a cunning trick.
Young Master Rong silently despised himself.
But after he finished speaking, Su Huaijing remained silent for a long time.
Rong Tang whispered tentatively: "Huai Jing?"
His wrist moved from the front of his neck, fingertips pointing upwards. Su Huaijing's movements were still gentle, but inexplicably revealed a sense of ruthlessness.
Rong Tang opened his eyes and watched his movements, but in the blink of an eye, his chin was pinched and his head was forced up.
Su Huaijing lowered his head, put his other hand down and placed it in front of Rong Tang's waist. He pulled him back hard as if using gravity, and leaned over to his ear.
All four of Rong Tang's limbs were instantly restrained, and he couldn't break free at all. Danger signals came from all directions. He couldn't help but stare, feeling the oppression coming from behind.
But in a moment, Rong Tang's pupils relaxed, and he let go of the resistance that his body had instinctively generated in that instant. He leaned gently in Su Huaijing's arms and asked softly, "Are you really angry?"
Su Huaijing finally spoke after this question, and Rong Tang heard him say "hmm" softly.
It was only one syllable, but he felt like the villain had used all his strength to suppress it.
Rong Tang felt distressed.
This shell was in such terrible condition. He had fainted many times, but he had never woken up so panicked and sad as he was now.
Rong Tang did not struggle to break free from Su Huaijing's restraints. He just stood there and thought for a while. His eyes fell on the window sill, and the moonlight was cut and shone obliquely into the inner hall.
His chin was pinched so hard that it hurt, and his waist and abdomen were also tied so hard that they felt uncomfortable, but he said, "Lock me up."
The voice was so gentle and soft, falling into the moonlight, and could be easily overlooked if one was not careful.
Su Huaijing was slightly startled, and his strong movements relaxed a lot because of the momentary daze. The strength on his arms and waist was reduced. Rong Tang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and repeated softly: "Lock me up, I will eat well and sleep well, and I won't see anyone except you. When you calm down, let me out."
Rong Tang raised his head and asked him, "Is it okay?"
The door was not closed, so any sound from the courtyard would come in.
After a long, long time, Rong Tang heard him ask: "Tang Tang, are you coaxing me?"
His arms tightened unconsciously, and his wrists slowly moved down from his chin to his neck, as if Su Huaijing would immediately cut him off if he uttered a word of affirmation.
Rong Tang smiled and shook his head gently: "I am apologizing."
He said: "I am apologizing to my spouse for my recklessness, impulsiveness, disobedience, ignorance and worrying."
He said, "Lock me up until you calm down."
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Sometimes Rong Tang felt that this house in Yong'an Lane made him feel more at ease than Prince Ningxuan's Mansion.
There is no need to worry about whether there will be overt or covert difficulties from the bad relatives, no need to find ways to deal with family members with ulterior motives, and no need to pay respects to the princess every morning and evening.
All he needs to do here is to be awakened by the sun setting into the house in the morning, lie quietly in bed and listen to the birds singing outside the window for a while, then slowly wait for his body organs to wake up one by one, get up, get dressed and go out.
Someone would prepare breakfast for him, and any books he wanted to read, things he wanted to play with, and even any snacks he mentioned the day before would be prepared and placed where he could reach them.
Su Huaijing is very efficient in his work. After Rong Tang mentioned it, no one was seen.
Shuangfu and Shuangshou never even appeared in the inner courtyard again. The first person Rong Tang saw when he opened his eyes and the last person he saw when he closed his eyes was always Su Huaijing.
He seemed to be free all of a sudden, doing nothing but reading storybooks and playing chess with Rong Tang. Rong Tang suddenly had the idea of learning landscape painting, and the big villain brought back dozens of masterpieces by famous masters the next day for him to copy and learn.
He really locked Rong Tang up.
And it was Rong Tang who asked for it.
On the third day after not seeing anyone, the system finally woke up from hibernation. It took it some time to sort out the current situation. The entire system was so frightened that its data was almost messed up and scrapped.
Then Rong Tang said to it: "I asked for it myself."
The system suddenly got stuck.
When Rong Tang gave it a little reaction, he asked, "Did you hibernate for too long this time?"
System: [I was forced to hibernate the day you fainted. ]
Rong Tang frowned when he heard this.
He often fainted in his previous two lives, but no matter how he fainted, the system always worked normally. Every time he woke up, the system would immediately tell him what had happened in the past few days. This was the consensus between the two of them.
But this was the first time that Rong Tang fainted and the system was forced to hibernate.
Rong Tang asked: "Is it because of insufficient energy?"
The system replied to him, seemingly unconcerned: [I don’t know, host.]
Rong Tang's face turned cold.
He couldn't enter the system space, and if the system itself wasn't clear, the two of them would be like two blind men groping in Dayu together.
But the system comforted him instead: [It doesn't matter, you can still live for more than three years. At least I will definitely not dissipate before you die. We are bound together.]
Rong Tang: “…” I was actually comforted.
On the seventh day after he woke up, Su Huaijing brought back a kitten.
It looks like it is less than two months old, and its entire body is not much longer than the palm of your hand. It can be held in one hand.
Rong Tang found it interesting and played with it for the entire afternoon.
Su Huaijing sat under a tree in the yard and read a book for the whole afternoon. When dusk fell, he asked him, "Do you want to raise it?"
Rong Tang blinked and wanted to nod at first, but when he looked up and saw Su Huaijing's eyes, he inexplicably felt that it would be better not to nod.
He thought for two seconds and shook his head: "I won't raise it anymore."
Su Huaijing asked, "Don't you like it?" He frowned as he spoke, turned his head and glanced at the cat. No one knew what unspeakable thoughts were brewing in his eyes. The little kitten shivered under Rong Tang's hand.
It was very rare for Rong Tang to feel speechless about his own child.
He silently turned sideways and placed the kitten beside him, blocking Su Huaijing's sight, and said, "I can't keep it alive. Besides, a kitten this small should be taken care of by an old cat. If I take it away, it will be bad for the cat."
He looked up and said, "Send it back."
Su Huaijing lowered his eyes and stared at him for a long time, as if judging the truth in Rong Tang's words.
But before he could finish his judgment, Rong Tang smiled, very brightly and beautifully: "And didn't I tell you that I asked you to lock me up and not see anyone except you? If you give me a cat to entertain me, I think it's unfair to you."
He curved his eyes, a light flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be sincerely doubtful, but also asked cunningly: "Or, have you calmed down?"
Su Huaijing: “…”
The villain squatted down without saying a word and carried the cat that Rong Tang had been playing with for the whole afternoon out of the yard.
"… "
Rong Tang was almost amused by him. He squatted there and watched Su Huaijing's back disappear from the gate. Then he lowered his head and laughed muffledly: "He is so cute."
system:[???]
[Is there anything wrong?] The system asked, [You are being held captive like a prisoner now.]
"What's wrong with that?" Rong Tang stood up and lay on the beauty couch. He blocked the sunlight with his backhand and looked through his fingers at the misty clouds in the sky and the gorgeous sunset glow. "It must be a mess outside now. I'm lying here like a parasite, with clothes provided for me and food provided for me. I don't have to worry about anything. What's wrong with that?"
[…]
"And—" Rong Tang's fingers slowly moved down, from the sky to the horizon, his eyes fell on the gate of the courtyard, until he saw a tall figure going away and coming back.
He looked through the gaps between his fingers for a moment and smiled: "Compared to those, coaxing the cub is the most important thing."
Rong Tang raised his hand and waved it, not realizing that he was under house arrest. He spoke coquettishly to his caretaker: "Huai Jing, I'm hungry! When do we eat?"
(End of this chapter)