Gao Chun followed his gaze and looked down, and laughed lightly: The insiders gave each other, saying that they had just learned a kind of stitching, so they embroidered a purse for me.I didn't expect Rong Zhi to pay attention to these.Liang Ji glanced sideways slightly, and just saw Han Rang also looking at the purse, and shook his head with a smile: I just looked at the novel and chic pattern on it, and asked casually.However, His Royal Highness and the princess raised their eyebrows, and their feelings were sincere and enviable.Gao Chun stretched out his hand and touched the purse gently, with a faint smile on his face: Let's go.Liang Ji caught a glimpse of Han Rang's thoughtful expression, raised his lower lip, and got up to leave.After the New Year, the weather was a little warmer, but it had no effect on Rong Yan, because of the disease, he could only stay in the room and live in the charcoal basin.The room was filled with the fragrance of bitter medicine, Rong Yan took the medicine bowl from UBS's hand, frowned and hesitated, but still raised his hand to drink the bitter medicinal juice, his whole brow wrinkled, and his already pale face became even more ugly.UBS hurriedly took the empty bowl and handed over the warm water that had been prepared long ago, Rong Yan took two sips and ate another candied fruit, and then his expression slowly relaxed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.UBS stretched out his hand and touched him lightly on the forehead: The doctor's medicine is indeed very good, and the fever has finally subsided.If it weren't for the fact that Childe had to get up and write a letter last night, he would have been a little more energetic now.Rong Yan pursed his lips slightly: Are you sure that last night's letter was delivered to the Tai Lieutenant?
UBS looked at his expression and nodded hurriedly: Although I have not been in the Taiwei Mansion for a long time, there are still many people I know well, and I specially confirmed with them that the letter was sent to the Taiwei's room before I left, although the son can rest assured.That's good.Rong Yan was reclining on the bed, with obvious sickness on his face, his eyelashes drooping, covering the expression under his eyes, making it impossible to distinguish his emotions at the moment.UBS looked at it cautiously for a while, and couldn't help asking: It's just that why did Childe think of sending a letter to Lord Taiwei, and you have also crossed paths with him?
Rong Yan lowered his eyes, remembering the few times he had met with Liang Zhong in his previous life, in fact, they didn't say a few words, but maybe because of Liang Ji's presence, when he looked at Liang Zhong, he always felt inexplicably empty-hearted, as if those eyes had seen through his mind and his relationship with Liang Ji.In fact, this feeling is not wrong, Longcheng has no secrets, he and Liang Ji are the protons of Wei State, and the other is the son of Taiwei Youzhong Lang General, obviously they should be two unrelated people, but they have a very close relationship, I don't know how many people have long been suspicious, but he was immersed in it and ignorant and unobserved, otherwise how could it not be in the end, Rong Yan raised his eyes, since Liang Ji has no malice towards me, I will not harm him, you don't have to worry.Speaking of this, he paused slightly, even if you don't believe me, will the Taiwei join forces with me to design his parent?
UBS lowered his head slightly, and whispered: I didn't mean that, and I never doubted Childe, I just couldn't understand what Childe would have to find the captain.Taiwei is the head of a hundred officials, and he is also a confidant of the saint, I want to gain a foothold in Xu State, shouldn't I find him?
As he spoke, he chuckled softly, as for whether it was useful or not, he should see today.While the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door, and the voice of the steward came in: Childe, the little boy has come to visit you.Rong Yan glanced towards the door, and there was a little smile in his voice: Invite him in.After a while, the steward ushered Yiren in, Rong Yan sat up straight and looked at it, only to find that he was actually carrying a medicine basket on his back, and couldn't help but be surprised: Why do you still have to bring something with you to visit the sick on your back.Yi Ren said and put the medicine basket in front of Rong Yan's bed, stretched out his hand and turned out the contents in the same way, Rong Yan looked down and saw ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, snow lotus and many other medicinal materials that he knew or didn't know, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded: Are you emptying the prince's mansion?
Yiren snorted lightly: These are all painstakingly collected by me over the years, not to mention the prince's mansion, and the palace may not be complete.As he spoke, his eyes looked at Rong Yan's face, I knew that the doctor must have prescribed medicine to you, but you contracted the wind and cold so easily, obviously because of qi deficiency and weakness, so you made a special trip to bring these, and you can make up for your body on weekdays.The young man's eyes were sincere, and he put his usual treasures as treasures in front of Rong Yan, without the slightest distress.Rong Yan slowly curled his lips, his eyes were gentle: Give it all to me, are you willing to give it to me?
Medicinal herbs are only precious when they are used to heal diseases and save people, otherwise, they are no different from the wild grasses in the mountains.Yiren said calmly, although I have spent a lot of effort to save these, if I can raise your body well, it is worth it.Rong Yan stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his hair, and motioned UBS to put away all these medicinal materials: I accepted my heart, although my body is not strong, I don't need these.Yiren pouted and sat down on the edge of his bed: Then you can help me keep it, I don't bother to carry these back.Rong Yan is also polite: Okay, as long as I live in this house for a day, I will help you collect it for a day.When you return to Xu Kingdom in the future, I will find someone to help you send you back to the Qi family, how about it?
Yiren wanted to agree, but shook his head again: Don't send it back to the Qi family, if you give it to Qi Ke, it is better to put it here with you.Rong Yan looked at the young man's frowning appearance and couldn't help laughing: Okay.The author has something to say: Rong Yan: Will Taiwei join forces with me to design his parent?
Liang Ji: He would.Because it is estimated that many little fools have forgotten, or have not noticed at all, I would like to remind you that Han Rang is Han Zhaoyi's distant uncle, and in the first chapter, thank you to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: agdash2; Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: agdash4; 2 in three acres; Blind fish., 1 star; Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Bian Nan Qiu Yi 7 bottles; 6 bottles of small trumpet skewers; 2 bottles of mint flavor in September; Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 33 UBS has always been sharp-tongued, and quickly picked up the medicinal herbs that were all over the ground, found a place to put them away, and brought tea and pastries to Yiren, before quietly retreating, leaving the two to chat.Yiren sat in front of the charcoal basin, leaned over and roasted his hands, grabbed a piece from the pastry plate with his hand, and couldn't help but be stunned when he sent it to his eyes: You still have rice cakes here?
An old friend also came from the south and opened a restaurant in Longcheng, specializing in making some Wei dishes.When I'm cold, I'll take you to try it.Rong Yan watched Yiren stuff the rice cake into his mouth and then nodded vaguely, couldn't help laughing, reached out and poured a cup of tea and handed it over.Yiren glanced at the cup of tea, with obvious rejection on his face.Rong Yan took a sip of himself, poured another cup for him, and explained with a smile: This tea was sent by Qi Ke's people this morning, and I heard that a special person was sent to send it from Yizhou to Longcheng quickly.He said it was for me to drink, but I wasn't picky about tea, and there was no need for Zico to go to such great lengths for me.Yiren snorted lightly, swallowed the rice cake in his mouth and said: If it was given to me on a special trip, why did he send it to you, and he didn't know where I was now?
As he spoke, he couldn't help but lowered his head and sniffed, pursed his lips slightly and hesitated, but he couldn't help but take a big sip, the moment the tea fragrance entered his lips, his lips immediately rippled with laugh lines, and he raised his eyes to find that Rong Yan had been looking at himself, and pretended to be calm: It's not a good tea, I know that Qi Ke is not so generous.Rong Yan already understood his temperament, and he only smiled when he heard the words: You can't let his people send things to the prince's mansion in a grand manner, right?
As he spoke, he glanced at the door, "I've asked UBS to pack your share for you, and even if you don't come today, I'll ask someone to send it to you tomorrow."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Yiren's face: You still plan to live in the Prince's Mansion?
Well, Yiren drank all the tea in one gulp, licked his lips as if he was still unsatisfied, and raised his eyes to look at Rong Yan, Gao Chung was very good to me, and took me to the mountains to hunt a few days ago.He touched his chin as if he was thinking, and I was happy.Rong Yan lowered his eyes slightly, didn't know what he thought, and finally nodded: Life is short, and it is rare to be happy, which is good.Oh yes!
Yiren clapped his hands suddenly, when I went out, Gao Song had just come back from the palace, and he heard that I was going to come to see you, so I asked me to bring a letter to you.As he spoke, he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Rong Yan.Rong Yan opened the letter, looked at it carefully, hooked his lower lip slightly, and threw the entire letter into the charcoal basin casually, watching it turn to ashes.Looking back, I found that Yiren was happily eating the whole pastry plate, and seemed to be unconcerned about what he had just done.Rong Yan tilted his head slightly: Aren't you curious about what was written in Gao Song's letter?
Yiren looked at him: Is it related to me?
Rong Yan shook his head: Naturally not.So why should I be curious?
Yiren took another sip of tea, and the master said that it is not easy for people to live in the world, and it is not easy to manage themselves, so don't interfere in other people's affairs.Rong Yan laughed softly: You are transparent.As he spoke, he reached out and rubbed Yiren's head: That's fine.* Liang Ji came out of the palace and went to the Suwei Mansion first, and when he returned to the palace after dealing with the affairs at hand, Liang Zhong had just come out of the palace.The father and son met at the gate of the mansion, Liang Ji paused slightly, and said hello softly: Dad.Liang Zhong's eyes fell on his face: If you have something to ask, come to the study.Be.Liang Zhong entered the study and sat down directly behind the bookcase, Liang Ji glanced at the place where he knelt the night before, and as soon as he sat down, he heard Liang Zhong cough a few times, and immediately stepped forward to pour a cup of tea, and then said: Dad, you were fine last night, why did you suddenly catch a cold?
Liang Zhong took a sip of tea and raised his eyes to look at him: Now start interrogating me?
The son didn't dare.Liang Ji also poured himself a cup of tea, and said in a deep voice, I just heard that not long after you returned to your room last night, you received a letter from outside the house, and then you hurriedly went out.Today, he took the initiative to take me to Changle Palace and cut off my thoughts from the princess.When Liang Ji said this, he couldn't help but sigh: I specially called my mother to come over to appease me, so that I thought you were still angry in the room.Dad, you even designed it for your own son, but you really have good intentions.Liang Zhong did not deny it, but glanced at Liang Ji lightly: What are you going to do, from now on with your Lao Tzu?
Father!
Liang Ji said helplessly, no matter when, no matter what choice I made, I would not do such a thing.Liang Zhong snorted: I don't dare to forgive you.Yesterday it was Rong Yan who wrote to you?
Although the tone was questioning, it was obvious that Liang Ji had confirmed the matter.Well, that little proton was interesting, and he actually hit me with the idea.Liang Zhong laughed lightly, the key is that his idea is still very right, I really have no reason to refuse.He's always been smart.Liang Ji lowered his eyes and said softly, which provoked Liang Zhong to glance at him.When he raised his eyes again, the other emotions in his eyes had dissipated, and Liang Ji regained his composure: Dad, you have always been alone, and rarely get involved in this kind of thing, after all, it was because I made an exception.If it was just for you, I wouldn't have to toss such a big battle, and directly lock people up in the mansion and break their legs, the princess will never want to marry a lame man.Liang Zhongdao, do you think that the saints are unaware of the careful thoughts in your private and the strength of King Ji and the prince in secret?
Liang Ji raised his eyes: That saint, is he trying to use Rongyan as a tool to weigh the prince and King Ji?
That little proton is so happy, isn't it?
Liang Ji was silent, his hand holding the teacup tightened, and finally sighed slowly: That's it.Liang Zhong glanced at him: It's almost all that should be asked, what do you still have to say?
Liang Ji shook his head, got up to leave, suddenly stopped at the door, and looked back at Liang Zhong: Dad, I have always had a question in my heart, why don't you take advantage of today, you can answer it for your son?
Liang Zhong stared at him: said.Prince and King Ji, who do you prefer?
Liang Ji pressed his hand on the door, and his eyes fell on Liang Zhong.Liang Zhong looked at him calmly, and said for a long time: As a courtier, share worries for the king, in my life, I only stand on the side of the saint.Liang Ji was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: My son understands.Tolerance, you should also keep this in mind.Liang Zhong's face was calm, and his eyes were locked on Liang Ji, I don't know what you are thinking, but there are some things that can be done and some things that cannot.Be.Liang Ji responded, and his son remembered it.After speaking, he bowed to Liang Zhong and turned around and walked out.As twilight fell, the people hurriedly lit lanterns to dispel the darkness that was approaching.Liang Ji came out of the study, walked all the way to his room, looked at the fluorescent candlelight reflected in the room, suddenly paused, groaned slightly, turned around and walked outside the house.Yiren stayed in Rongyan's Mansion for most of the day, and when the sun was setting, he happily returned to the Prince's Mansion with the tea and pastries wrapped in UBS.The room, which had been lively all day, suddenly quieted down, Rong Yan faintly felt a little uncomfortable, sat on the head of the bed and was stunned for a while, got up and came to the window.He was hesitating to open the window to let in some air, when he suddenly heard the faint sound of footsteps outside the window, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and his fingers on the window lattice clenched unconsciously.This house is heavily guarded, and ordinary people can't enter.Except for Li Ye, who was put into the courtyard by default, only one person would enter his courtyard at such a time without notice.Rong Yan closed his eyes slightly and tilted his head against the window.As soon as Liang Ji entered the courtyard, he saw the thin figure reflected on the window paper, and couldn't help but pause.It was easy for him to enter Rongyan's mansion, but he didn't dare to take another step inward, and could only imagine the face of the person inside through this window paper.He has been worried about Rong Yan since last night, but since he made a promise, he has no reason to bother, so he just lasted all night, and today he still can't help but want to come and take a look.Now that he saw that this person had gotten out of bed, he should have seen it, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.Before he went out, he told himself that he was just coming to see if this person was good or not, and now he could see it, but he was reluctant to leave, so he just stood in the courtyard in a daze, looking at the silhouette.Rong Yan leaned against the window and didn't know how long he stayed, and he didn't know if the man had left.It wasn't until UBS opened the door from the outside that he subconsciously turned his head to look over.Childe, drink the medicine.UBS came in with the medicine, and was surprised to see Rong Yan standing by the window, and confirmed that he didn't open the window before relieving himself slightly, Childe, why are you standing there?
After lying down for a long time, my body is sore, so I got up and moved.Although he knew that since UBS came, there would be no more people in the courtyard, he couldn't help but glance out the window, before he sat down at the table, looked at the dark medicine and said: How many days will this medicine be drunk?
At least three days.After UBS finished speaking, he saw Rong Yan's brows furrowed, and immediately reassured, I will ask the doctor to come over tomorrow to diagnose your pulse, if it is a little better, maybe you can change the prescription, maybe, it may not be so bitter.Rong Yan was amused by his persuasive tone, picked up the bowl and drank the medicinal juice, and took a big sip of water before saying: It's not all the same unpleasant.