Glory to the ancestors

Rong Zhen held the hand of the sweet-scented osmanthus tightly, waiting for the sweet-scented osmanthus to wake up from the lethargy.

His heart is full of unspeakable and distorted joy. He wants to tell Osmanthus that Li Huan is alive, and he wants to tell Osmanthus that his long-prepared plan will finally be implemented.

But in fact, he couldn't say these words, so he could only pinch the joints of the sweet-scented osmanthus, hoping to convey his emotions in this way.

On the way back, he kept focusing on the sweet-scented osmanthus, ignoring Yang Jin's unusual look at him.

The people Li Huan sent were very capable, they were not noticed by Li Xiao's people at all, and they disappeared into the room after saying what they wanted to say.

Rong Zhen understood that Li Huan was in the distant and cold Liang State, and he could not accomplish these things with his own strength alone.

The people behind Li Huan are so powerful that it is frightening.

What Li Huan said in the letter was vague, but Rong Zhen generally knew that Li Huan's purpose was surprisingly consistent with his.

Both victims of the coup d'état, they both know what to do.

Osmanthus osmanthus took a deep breath, blinked her eyelids, the spy, the mission, only Rong Zhen was left in front of her eyes.

He turned his wrist, his shoulders were terribly sore, but he still sat up, "I fell asleep?"

Rong Zhen nodded, "You fell asleep while we were talking."

Rong Zhen took advantage of the fact that the osmanthus osmanthus was still in a daze, and said some nonsensical words.

Osmanthus osmanthus believed it. After all, Rong Zhen had no reason to lie to himself. He yawned, but he was still a little regretful. After all, he wasted an opportunity to make meritorious deeds.

He turned his head to look at Rong Zhen, felt that Rong Zhen was in a good mood, smiled, and gestured, "Is it a good thing?"

"Well," Rong Zhen replied, "After reading all the documents tomorrow, we will be preparing to return to Beijing."

Osmanthus osmanthus nodded and asked again, "Yang Jin still doesn't want to go back with us?"

Rong Zhen shook his head.

Osmanthus osmanthus sighed in frustration, stretched out her hand again, and patted the back of Rong Zhen's hand, "I will always be by your side."

"I know." Rong Zhen smiled, "Are you still sleepy, go to sleep?"

Osmanthus osmanthus slept quite a lot today actively and passively, so he didn't have the mind to continue sleeping. He pulled Rong Zhen's hand in front of him, and touched the lines on the palm of Rong Zhen's palm.

Rong Zhen let him play, staring at the messy sleeping hair of the sweet-scented osmanthus.

Osmanthus osmanthus could not speak, and usually had little entertainment, without Yang Jin leading him, she was even more silent.

Lian Rongzhen gets along with him every day, and sometimes he can't figure out what is going on in his heart.

Maybe it was because Yang Jin couldn't go back to the capital with them and felt sad?

Rong Zhen tentatively said, "You don't have to worry about Yang Jin. He seems to get along well with the prince."

Rong Zhen thought about the way Yang Jin followed Li Xiao with her head bowed tonight, and she began to feel something was wrong.

Osmanthus osmanthus raised her head, staring at Rong Zhen with her dark eyes, he wasn't worried about Yang Jin.

"Osmanthus..." Rong Zhen's Adam's apple twitched once, he wasn't sure if it was a good time, but such a move by osmanthus really made the most sensitive strings in his heart tremble.

Osmanthus osmanthus looked at Rong Zhen's slightly parted lips, quietly waiting for his next words.

Rong Zhen gritted his teeth, he didn't know how long he waited for this sentence.

When was the first time you felt this way about sweet-scented osmanthus?

Rongzhen has always been a very restrained person. His illness does not allow him to have too many negative emotions, so he seldom gets angry, and he is very open-minded about many things.

Sometimes when Yang Jin came to his house and fell in love with Rong Zhen, Rong Zhen could just give it to him without any nostalgia.

But Osmanthus osmanthus is different, this is Rong Zhen's only treasure.

Such monopoly will eventually deteriorate.

At first, I just liked the way Mu Xi believed in herself wholeheartedly, then I expected his dependence, and then I made progress...

Rong Zhen was too aware of his dark psychology, so he hesitated for this last step.

"Osmanthus fragrans, I love you," Rong Zhen said, gently raised his hand, put it on Osmanthus osmanthus' cheek, rubbed his thumb against Osmanthus osmanthus's face, "If you don't want to..."

What are you talking about.

Rong Zhen almost bit his own tongue, and stopped again.

Osmanthus osmanthus looked at Rong Zhen ignorantly. He had read some scriptures that Yang Jin gave him before, and he would not be still dull now. His warm palm covered the back of Rong Zhen's hand, and he put down Rong Zhen's hand , shook his head.

Rong Zhen was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand what the sweet-scented osmanthus meant.

Mu Xi gestured, "Give me a moment to think about it, please?"

"Ok?"

Rong Zhen looked at the osmanthus in surprise, it turned out that he was the one who didn't understand the situation.

When did Osmanthus osmanthus be discovered? Did Yang Jin tell him about it?

Osmanthus osmanthus reacted too calmly, as if he had rehearsed many times for this incident, he looked ignorant, but his heart was as clear as a mirror.

Since Rong Zhen's overly intimate behavior, Osmanthus had already noticed something was wrong.

The more he convinced himself, the more he couldn't avoid thinking about that matter.

Rong Zhen was a little dazed, stood up in embarrassment, and pretended to be relaxed, "Okay, think again."

Osmanthus osmanthus nodded, watching Rong Zhen leave her room.

After Rong Zhen left, Mu Xi slowly put her hand on her heart without any fluctuation.

This is different from what he asked Jiang Yuhan.

Jiang Yuzan said, if the person you like stands in front of you, you will not dare to look at him, you will blush, and your heart will thump...

Osmanthus osmanthus blinked, if he didn't even like Rong Zhen who was with him day and night, who could he like?

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I'm going to go out to play again, four days... The update is random this time