Glory to the ancestors

Rong Zhen did not rely on the sedan chair, but only relied on his remaining strength, and finally stumbled to the Rongguo Mansion. Before he stepped through the threshold, his eyes were darkened.

When he woke up again, he was already lying in his room, his eyes looked at the intricate carvings on the top of the bed, he moved his hand, and the back of his hand brushed against a person's hair, making it numb.

"Are you awake!?" Jiang Yuzan was originally lying beside Rong Zhen, but when she was touched, she immediately raised her body, leaned in front of Rong Zhen's face, fiddled with his cheeks, and asked eagerly, "What else is there?" uncomfortable?"

Rong Zhen raised his hand to shake her down, and said impatiently, "Where's the sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Jiang Yuhan didn't want to quarrel with the sick man, so she sat back on the stool honestly, "He went to the pharmacy to get you medicine, let me watch you here."

"I'm actually fine." Rong Zhen took a long breath, his hands were still trembling, he suddenly remembered something, "Where's the brocade box?"

"Well," Jiang Yuzan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, she took out the brocade box from her sleeve, shook it in front of Rong Zhen, and asked, "You mean this?"

Rong Zhen pushed himself up with his elbows, snatched the brocade box from Jiang Yuhan's hand, glared at her, and asked sharply, "Did you take a peek at what's inside?"

"So what if I saw it," Jiang Yuzan shrugged, disapproving, "What is the second gift?"

"You don't even understand."

Jiang Yuzan showed an indifferent expression, and pushed Rong Zhen back on the bed, "I don't understand what you've said, why are you so guilty, I'm not interested in what you're planning."

"Really?" Rong Zhen smiled coldly, "Then have you ever entered my study?"

Jiang Yuzan thought for a while, "Not yet, these skylight renovations are scary, and I haven't spared time."

"You are quite real."

Jiang Yuzan smiled, lowered her head, and grabbed the thread on Rong Zhen's quilt, "Even if I say I'm not from the Queen Mother, can you believe me?"

Rong Zhen lamented that Jiang Yuzan was not a material for careful work at all, "Why can't you find someone to marry properly, what do you have to do in this muddy water?"

"I just want to see Rong Gan," Jiang Yuhan's eyes stayed on the quilt, she bit her lower lip and said, "The Queen Mother said that if I can help her, she can help me find Rong Gan." .”

"Why don't you believe he's dead?" Rong Zhen sighed.

"I don't know," Jiang Yuzan was thin and thin, she curled her legs up on the stool, like a little girl, her voice was soft and choked with warmth, "I just don't think he's dead, he must still be alive, he doesn't You might die without telling me."

Rong Zhen tilted his head, looked at Jiang Yuhan, and finally couldn't help but said, "Even if he is still alive, he may not be the same as before. Even so, do you still want to see him?"

Jiang Yuhan slowly raised her eyes, tears welling in her eyes, "Even so, it's enough for me to see him."

I don't know if he was infected by Jiang Yuhan's emotions, Rong Zhen fell silent, and said after a while, "How about this, I'll reveal something to you, so you can deal with the Queen Mother."

"Ok?"

"I came back so late today because the emperor summoned me."

"What," Jiang Yuzan opened her eyes wide, she didn't expect Rong Zhen to tell her this, she was puzzled, "What does the emperor want you for?"

"If I tell you too much, it will appear fake. Let the queen mother guess the rest."

Jiang Yuzan sighed, "You just want to say something, don't you?"

Rong Zhen smiled and said, "That's right."

"Understood," Jiang Yuhan responded, and helped Rongzhen shake the quilt again, and stuffed his hands into the quilt, "You were cuter when you were young, and you followed me and called Sister Yuhan, Sister Yuhan... "She wanted to laugh thinking about the scene at that time.

"How long ago was that?" Rong Zhen snorted coldly, "Do you know that I have hated you since I was a child."

"what?!"

"At that time, you were just chattering and following behind my brother. If you hadn't always brought me sweets, I would never have paid attention to you."

"You!?" Jiang Yuzan really wanted to pull the well-behaved and sensible Rong Zhen in front of the bad-tempered Duke Rong.

Rong Zhen looked triumphant, closed his eyes, and said, "I'm going to sleep, don't make such noise."

Jiang Yuhan held her breath in her heart, planning to kill Rong Zhen with her eyes.

When Osmanthus osmanthus opened the door and came in, the person who fell asleep was Jiang Yuhan, and she was wearing Rongzhen's coat.

Osmanthus osmanthus put the medicinal materials wrapped in kraft paper on the table, walked to Rong Zhen, and asked him in sign language, "Do you still have any discomfort?"

Rong Zhen looked at him and shook his head, whispered, "What medicine did you go to get?"

"Soothe the nerves," Mu Xi gestured, "I guess you must have passed out this time because you didn't recover quickly from your illness last time."

Rong Zhen saw that Osmanthus osmanthus was not thinking about other things, so he said "hmm", and pointed to Jiang Yuhan, "Wake her up, it's easy to feel uncomfortable sleeping like this."

Osmanthus osmanthus nodded, and lightly touched Jiang Yuhan's back with her hand.

Jiang Yuhan was sleeping soundly, and she fell backwards with a jerk. Fortunately, Osmanthus osmanthus had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly supported her behind.

Jiang Yuzan rubbed her eyes, and when she saw the sweet-scented osmanthus, she smirked, "You're back."

Osmanthus nods.

Jiang Yuhan straightened up slowly, and tapped her shoulder with her hand, "Then I'll go back to sleep, really, you should get better soon."

Before leaving, he yawned.

Looking at her back, Rong Zhen had a lot of thoughts in his heart, one of which was distressed.

Osmanthus osmanthus sat where Jiang Yuzan used to be, leaned over to look at Rong Zhen, and made a complete set of seeing, hearing, asking, and asking.

After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and gestured with his hand, "It seems that there is nothing serious."

"I'm just too tired recently," Rong Zhen explained to him, "Just ask someone to make me some delicious food."

Osmanthus osmanthus nodded again and again to show that he knew, then he raised his hand again and gestured to Rong Zhen, "I'll take these medicines and fry them first."

"Don't go," Rong Zhen suddenly grabbed Osmanthus osmanthus's hand, "Stay with me later."

Mu Xi's eyes were a little confused, but she didn't resist. Rong Zhen had his reasons for everything he did.

Rong Zhen held the hand of the sweet-scented osmanthus, and his thumb walked in every line of the palm of the sweet-scented osmanthus, gently drawing circles, "Osmanthus osmanthus, I don't know if it was the right choice for us to survive."

Osmanthus osmanthus tilted her head, looking at Rong Zhen puzzled.

Rong Zhen smiled at him, "I'm telling myself, don't take it to heart."

Osmanthus osmanthus lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seven years ago, he was taking a nap with Rong Zhen in a shallow lake deep in the mountains, when someone rushed over and handed Rong Zhen a long letter.

It took Rong Zhen a long time to finish reading them all.

Then Rongzhen held the letter in his palm, ignored himself, and went straight to the study room where Dr. Gu was staying.

Osmanthus didn't know what happened, and he couldn't do anything except follow Rong Zhen.

The two of them stayed inside for a long time, and they were about to fall asleep waiting outside.

Under the bleak moonlight, Rong Zhen finally opened the door, walked to his side, put his cold hand on his face, and said softly, "Let's go home."

At that time, Osmanthus osmanthus was still very happy, but when he finally arrived at the gate of Rongguo Mansion in the carriage, he realized that his home was gone.

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