Quick time villain is sweet and wild

Chapter 707 Miss arrives (12)

After seven or eight days of soft and hard soaking, Rong Huang finally let Rong's mother relax.

"You can go to the imperial capital, but you must bring enough people."

Ronghuang Xiaoji nodded like a pecking rice, and repeatedly assured, "I will definitely, my daughter will definitely come back safe and sound, father and mother, don't worry."

On the side, Rong's father's status in the family was only a little higher than that of the brat, Rong Shun. Of course he didn't dare to refute his wife's words, so he could only dull his head and arrange the accompanying guards.

The mother was worried when the son traveled thousands of miles, and the same was true for the daughter when she went out. The old father's heart was always on the ups and downs, and he wished to take away the entire Rongjiabao guards to the daughter.

But now that the court was preparing to make trouble, Rong's father thought about it and gave Rong Huang a team of elite guards.

It took two days to rectify, and the men's clothing that Rong Huang had previously tailored in the tailor shop was also delivered to the door.

Wearing a moon-white dress, a pair of boots embroidered with cloud patterns, a jade pendant on the waist to press the corner of the robe, and a golden folding fan in his hand, he is a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror, Rong Huang looked at her attire and expressed her satisfaction.

Looking at You Ling behind him through the bronze mirror, Rong Huang cleared his throat and deliberately lowered his voice, appearing somewhat neutral, "You Ling, I just asked you if I'm handsome?"

You Ling: "Young master is the most handsome man in the world."

Rong Huang shook his head and waved the gold-sprinkling folding fan. He looked like a romantic man, but he seemed to have a good posture. He touched his face and boasted with a smile, "Well, I think so too."

You Ling's face is docile, and she echoes from behind.

Miss Bao's thighs have meat to eat, I didn't see that the book "Little Lover" has been spread all over the country, and Miss also rewarded her with a lot of money.

Rong Huang closed the folding fan, put it on the palm of his hand and tapped it, waved his little paw, "Let's go!"

Looking at the precious girl who rode away from Rongjiabao with excitement on her face, Mother Rong's expression was a bit complicated, and she poked Father Rong beside her, "I remember Huang'er didn't know how to ride a horse before?"

Father Rong stroked his beard with a deep expression on his face, "Of course our daughter is very talented, riding a horse is nothing more than that."

Mother Rong was silent for a moment, but she was actually convinced by this reason.

Nodding her head, Rong's mother said comfortingly, "It really is our daughter. It would be great if Ah Shun is so talented."

Rong Shun is very good at martial arts, and everyone in Rongjiabao knows it.

Rong's mother here means that Rong Shun did not inherit her talent for dressing up or being dressed up.

Father Rong understood as soon as he heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't speak.
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Rong Huang was riding on the horse, holding the rein with one hand, and shaking the gold-sprinkled folding fan in his hand, he looked like a spoiled young man who went out to play and was spoiled by his family.

The accompanying guards tried their best to keep their expressions on their faces, and hurried on their way in silence.

"The imperial capital is two days away from our Rongjiabao, let's find an inn to rest tonight."

Seeing the sunset slanting to the west, Rong Huang raised his hand holding the folding fan to block the sunlight from the west, and said with narrowed eyes.

You Ling grew up in Rongjiabao, so she naturally knew how to ride a horse, followed closely behind Rong Huang's horse, even though she was wearing men's clothes, she still whispered softly, "Yes."

After walking forward for more than half an hour, it was dark before I saw an inn.

Although small, but still clean.

After paying the money, Rong Huang took You Ling up to the second floor.

It is estimated that it has been unoccupied for a long time, and there is a faint musty smell in the room.

Rong Huang sniffed, and covered the lower half of her face slightly with a gold-sprinkled folding fan, with undisguised disgust in her shining and clear almond eyes.

(End of this chapter)