There were many banquets in Shaohua Palace. The main hall was occupied by all the dignitaries or royal relatives. As the prince of Ningxuan King, Rong Tang should naturally go to the main hall.
Fortunately, although the officials had already taken their seats, the emperor and empress were not present. They slipped in through the side door, groped their way to their seats and sat down. A jade folding fan was placed on the low table with a "pop".
Rong Tang was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked up, seeing Ke Hongxue's pair of peach blossom eyes that were narrowed with a smile.
Master Ke put away his folding fan, and slowly unfolded it in the middle of winter, covering the lower half of his face. He leaned half of his body towards Rong Tang and whispered teasingly, "My Lord, although it's nice to indulge in pleasure, you should still pay more attention to the location. If you like plum gardens, I have a farm in the capital, where half an acre of wintersweets are planted. After the New Year, you and the Crown Princess can enjoy it."
Rong Tang was stunned by what he said. Mu Jingxu came over from the side, lowered his eyes to glance at Ke Hongxue, and silently swept his sleeve lightly. A petal of winter plum blossom fell in front of Rong Tang's eyes in an instant, and he subconsciously reached out to catch it.
Rong Tang: “…”
He stared blankly at the petal in the palm of his hand, and then realized what Ke Hongxue meant by the subtext.
[He said you had sex.] The system was used flexibly and acted as a translator at the right time.
Rong Tang: “…” Destroy it.
Su Huaijing came late and finally sat down beside him. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to me, smiling and saying, "What are you talking about?"
Rong Tang immediately found an outlet to vent his emotions and glared at Su Huaijing fiercely with a look that looked murderous.
Su Huaijing blinked his eyes, wanting to laugh but not daring to. Finally, his expression became super obedient. He pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Rong Tang: "Tangtang, wipe your mouth."
Ke Hongxue burst into laughter instantly, causing the several playboys sitting nearby to look at him with a little curiosity.
Some of them were the princes' study companions. Ke Hongxue turned around, waved her hand, and said with a smile, "Nothing."
Rong Tang almost buried his head under the table. He took the handkerchief handed to him by Su Huaijing and wiped his mouth vigorously.
The action was not gentle at all, it was even extremely rough. Su Huaijing's eyebrows twitched as he watched from the side. He wanted to grab the towel and wipe Tangtang's face many times, but when he glanced at his red earlobes, he gave up in the end.
I can't always make Tangtang shy.
The villain Su sighed silently, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, forcing himself not to look at Rong Tang's lips, which were becoming more and more red and swollen the more he rubbed them.
Rong Tang felt embarrassed, and he couldn't explain that he and Su Huaijing did nothing outside. After all, he had been kissed by him like crazy for a long time, and his eyes were probably still red, so nothing he said would be credible.
He felt so wronged that he thought Sheng Chengli was to blame.
From the unassisted male protagonist leaving the cold palace early, to Yue Rong falling into the water at the flower-folding party, and the dishes that catered to her taste before this palace banquet, even if Rong Tang didn't want to admit it, a few guesses emerged in his mind.
Sheng Chengli was reborn, or Sheng Chengli had other helpers around him that were not in the original work, so that he had a deeper grasp of the situation in the capital, and even knew Rong Tang's taste clearly.
If it's the former...
Rong Tang calmed down, and all the shame and anger he had just felt when Su Huaijing bullied him against the tree roots disappeared, leaving only a chill in his heart.
He actually didn't really want to kill Sheng Chengli.
He felt that the male protagonist of Tian Dao was an ungrateful person, but what he did in his previous two lives had nothing to do with Sheng Chengli in this life after all, so he would feel relieved if he had to take revenge on the spot.
Rong Tang felt that it was quite boring to take revenge on Sheng Chengli in the third life because of the betrayal and assassination in the second life.
Even if it is the person himself, if he has no memory, the other party will not know why others have such strong hatred and disgust towards him.
Rong Tang was unhappy and wanted to stay away from him and never get close to him and repeat the same mistake again in his life. The reason why he agreed to Su Huaijing to kill Sheng Chengli by himself was purely because Su Huaijing himself could not be the perpetrator of this incident. Rong Tang did not want to see Huaijing's life and the lives of all the people in the world depend on a so-called male protagonist who was not worthy of the position.
But what if Sheng Chengli has memories
Does he have complete memories of his previous two lives
Rong Tang narrowed his eyes, and felt more and more that compared with the second possibility, it would be more convenient for God to directly give the male protagonist the memories.
But is this memory complete? Is it complete, or is it just a memory from a certain lifetime, or even a fragment from before a certain point in time
Rong Tang held the teacup, his fingers unconsciously tightened, and glanced in the direction of Su Huaijing, who was chatting casually with Ke Hongxue.
He looked away and took a sip of tea.
If it was complete, Sheng Chengli would not have been able to live safely until the twelfth year of Qingzheng.
The male protagonist, who has memories of two lives, knows Su Huaijing's identity.
It was a time bomb that would explode if touched.
He couldn't allow this kind of uncertainty to surround Su Huaijing all the time.
[Host, what do you want to do? ] The system asked him in a flat voice, as if Sheng Chengli was not the hero it needed to assist.
Rong Tang was stunned for a moment, and asked naturally: "Why would he send me that table of food?"
System: [Hint or win over. ]
"You're right." Rong Tang said, "In this life, he and I have no interaction except for a brief encounter when picking flowers. He wants to know my preferences, but it's actually very difficult to do so."
Rong Tang added with a sneer, "Not only is it just right for my taste, but it also happened to be right when I was about to give up after a day of starvation. When people are extremely hungry and extremely cold, no matter who brings them a bite of food or a piece of charcoal, they will remember that person for a very long time."
The system was silent for two seconds, then said: [These are your original words.]
The nineteen-year-old Rong Tang taught the fifteen-year-old Sheng Chengli the same words, teaching him how to win over people's hearts and eunuchs in the cold palace.
"But isn't it a bit too much of an underestimation of me to use this method on me?" Rong Tang sighed softly.
The system didn't say anything. It thought for a moment, inexplicably wanting to agree with Rong Tang's conclusion, but rationally it knew that there were actually other possibilities.
Because he knew clearly how much Rong Tang doted on and indulged him, he felt that as long as he showed a little kindness, and made clear a little his status and past friendship, Rong Tang would accept his "kindness" and turn around to assist the person he was supposed to assist.
This is the most practical answer the system has come up with based on its understanding of the character of the male protagonist of "The Emperor's Journey" and his interactions in these two lives.
Even if it didn't want to admit it, it had to admit that Sheng Chengli was not a smart male protagonist.
His method was crude and crude, without any of the foresight he had when he killed Yue Rong in Songyuan.
Why is that
Because he felt Rong Tang would never betray him
Because he felt that Tangtang would always stand by him
The system was silent for a long time, and finally said: [Host, I think his memory is incomplete. ]
Rong Tang curled his eyes and smiled softly: "I think so too."
"With Sheng Chengli's personality and cunning, if he had complete memories of both lives, he would have tried to kill me at the Flower Folding Conference. Why would he let me live until now?"
But it is incomplete, and to what extent is it incomplete
Do you know Su Huaijing’s identity
Will it always be incomplete, or will it recover slowly, bit by bit
Just as he did not dare to bet on how many unknown tricks Su Huaijing had in his previous two lives, Rong Tang did not dare to bet on how much preferential treatment Sheng Chengli, as the male protagonist of this world, had received from the Heavenly Dao in this life.
"We still have to meet." He said softly, his eyes passing through the crowd sitting upright and falling on the seats on the other side of the main hall where the princes and concubines should be sitting.
"What is Tangtang thinking about?" Su Huaijing followed his gaze and asked in a light tone.
Rong Tang paused slightly, turned his head and glanced at him.
Su Huaijing also turned around, with the smile on his lips unchanged: "Can't you tell me?"
Rong Tang instantly got angry and said angrily: "Didn't I say that everything I said was a lie? What should I tell you to do?"
The system witnessed the whole process and wisely went back to sleep.
When it comes to serious matters, its host is absolutely rational and calm. It has never led other hosts, but it feels that there is probably no better or more worry-free host than Tangtang; but once it meets Su Huaijing, Rongtang's rationality is nowhere to be found and he is easily emotional.
This is actually good, because the host, who is absolutely rational, sometimes makes the system feel that he is an emotionless machine, who has the same origin as itself, is made up of data, maintains the stability of the world, sits on a high platform, and looks at this world with compassion.
Ke Hongxue dragged him into the colorful world, and Su Huaijing grabbed the dye and colored him, so Rong Tang began to experience joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.
The system felt relieved, although it felt annoyed when looking at Su Huaijing!
This is not a villain, this should be a male vixen!
Pooh!
The small system went into hibernation while cursing. Rong Tang glanced at Su Huaijing, then looked away, not wanting to pay any attention to him.
My mouth is so sour that I am annoyed when I talk about it, and I am even more annoyed when I see the culprit!
The eunuch in charge of ceremonies made an announcement outside the hall, and everyone stood up, then knelt on the ground, shouting "Long live the emperor!" Su Huaijing laughed meaningfully, knelt on the ground himself, but used the table as a cover to quietly place his palms under Rong Tang's knees, preventing him from actually kneeling down.
Rong Tang was slightly startled, and turned his head to question Su Huaijing with his eyes. The latter silently replied: "He is not worthy of your kneeling."
Rong Tang's heart trembled. The surroundings were silent except for the footsteps of the emperor and empress walking hand in hand into the main hall. All the powerful officials in the world gathered together, reverently welcoming the supreme emperor of Dayu.
In this corner of Shaohua Palace, four young masters were kneeling side by side, none of them were sincere, and none of them wished him a long life.
On the high platform, the emperor's robe fell to the ground, and he said in a deep voice: "Stand up."
The people all around said in unison: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Then everyone stood up and sat down. Rong Tang looked up and saw the lives and deaths of countless people at the table.
Su Huaijing patted the dust on his robe and asked with a smile: "Does Tangtang like watching plays?"
"It's about to start," he said.
(End of this chapter)