In the residence of the Minister of Rites, Rong Huating pursed his lips and told Rong Hua Zheng what had happened in the past two years. At the end of the sentence, Rong Hua Ting said: "Sister Zheng, it was actually a good idea for you to leave back then."

Rong Huazheng looked up at him with difficulty.

Rong Huating said with a smile: "What's so good about the so-called three wives and four concubines? My master Shengguo Taifu has only one master and his wife in his life. The master said that a person only has one heart, how can one heart be divided between two people?

One person or multiple people?

She reached out and wiped her eyes, shaking her head at Rong Huating with some difficulty.

Rong Huating's long mouth was about to speak, but the little kid said again: "Their faces are disgusting enough, and the taste is torturing me. Now I am mentally frustrated!"

Rong Huazheng wanted to laugh as he listened to the sound that faded away, but he couldn't.

Rong Huating looked at Rong Hua Zheng, whose lips were raised, and whispered: "Sister Zheng, Xi Yan talks about you almost every day. Do you... want to meet him?"

Rong Huazheng stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead, gritted his teeth and said: "Huating, it's been two years, why do you keep living longer and longer?" You were obviously very smart and knowledgeable before.

As soon as Rong Huazheng finished speaking, there was another knock on the door, "Brother Huating, are you really right? You are doing something shameful?"

The smile on Rong Huazheng's lips froze, and for some reason, her eye circles turned red again. She hated herself like this, but... the little brat always liked to cling to her. She still remembers that Yu Wencan burned down her research laboratory.

When she closed the door and saw no one, she heard the sound of the little kid crying and banging on the door.

The little kid ignored it, wrinkled his nose and continued: "That woman is so annoying. She sits next to Brother Can and talks non-stop. She also said that she is drinking instead of Brother Can. Who does she think she is!"

I am indeed not...

Rong Huating became nervous and rushed forward to stop him.

But where are the Ronghua kite people at the table inside?

Then the two stopped talking. Just when they were about to finish eating, there was a knock on the door.

The little kid didn't listen and ran in quickly, shouting as he ran: "I want to arrest her! I want to see whose beautiful sister it is!"

Rong Huating didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He reached out and took the chopsticks in his hand, put the food in his mouth, "You eat so much, why are you getting thinner and thinner? You were so plump before, but now you are almost catching up with me."

"Xi Yan?" Rong Huating frowned, "Shouldn't he be at the wedding banquet of His Highness the Fourth Prince? Why is he here?"

Rong Huating smiled very happily, and the face of the teenage boy was full of satisfaction.

Rong Huazheng hummed, thought of something to stop Rong Huating, and said seriously: "Don't tell anyone about my stay here."

Rong Huating was very unhappy. He stood up and said, "Xi Yan, can you be louder? I heard you say on the street that I am hiding my beautiful sister!"

Rong Huazheng guessed: "You don't like His Highness the Fourth Prince?"

"Little Ancestor, please stop talking." Rong Huating thought secretly and anxiously. Then he thought of something and quickly changed the subject: "Didn't you say you wanted to see the room? Come on, I'll take you to see it now."

"That won't be you." He said with clear pronunciation: "You don't even have to kneel down as the emperor, Sister Zheng, if you are not the only one who has you in this world, then I would rather you not!"

Rong Huazheng secretly twitched the corners of his lips. When they first came to visit Yu Wencan, they had to invite him several times before they came out...

"Sister Zheng..." Rong Huating's eyes were also red, and he reached out to wipe away the tears that had flowed to his chin.

Before he could finish speaking, Rong Huating directly reached out and blocked his mouth.

"I, let's go see the house now." Rong Huating hugged him and hurried out the door.

"Ahem!" The little brat mentioned Rong Hua Zheng. Rong Huating finally remembered to stop the brat again and said quickly: "Can you always say this? In the past two years, you have almost become a resentful woman!"

The little brat is actually very smart and has maturity that ordinary children don't have, but whenever someone touches her, the innocence of a child will be restored.

Rong Huating nodded.

"..."

A flash of disappointment and pity flashed in Rong Huating's eyes.

Rong Huazheng shook his head and said, "I'm fine. You can go out and take a look. He is the most impatient."

How does a mere four-person sedan compare with sixteen people?

Before Uncle Chen on the other side of the door had time to answer, Rong Huating heard a knock on the door, "Brother Huating, I came alone! Open the door quickly. Why did you lock the door in broad daylight? Are you doing something?"

What is something shameful? Is there a beautiful sister in there? "

Rong Huating's face looked a little gloomy, but he nodded repeatedly, "I'll have someone send it to you later."

A mutilated heart is only a blur of flesh and blood."

Rong Huazheng was stunned for a moment when he heard the word "Crown Prince". He didn't know what the little kid had become after two years. He must have grown taller.

"I'm not talking nonsense!" the little kid pouted with his oily mouth, "The palace is not clean now. Today this concubine comes to greet me in a false way, and tomorrow the concubine comes to greet me, and every day is endless.

No more, my room has a different rouge scent almost every day, it’s so annoying!”

Rong Huating was a little nervous. He didn't know where Rong Huazheng was going. He was afraid that Rong Huazheng would be sad if he heard these words, so he quickly said: "Okay, don't talk about this, you..."

The little kid sobbed: "In the past, Brother Can only had Sister Zheng, but now... ugh!"

"Did Xi Yan come alone or..." Rong Huating shouted towards the door again.

Rong Hua had almost finished eating. She thought of something and raised her head and said, "Hua Ting, today is the wedding of His Highness the Fourth Prince. Why didn't you go?" The prince's wedding was an important matter, and all the officials from the court, including civil and military officials, would go there.

Bar.

My mind is blank.

Rong Huazheng looked at his looming dimples angrily, secretly wondering if the steady-looking Rong Huating just now was her imagination?

"Next time." Rong Huazheng's voice was barely audible, "It's not convenient for me to see him like this. I will appear in front of him properly next time."

Rong Huating frowned, "I won't go."

Ronghua Ting choked on his words.

"Really?" Rong Huating smiled shyly. This smile had a bit of a flattering childishness, and his mature and steady attitude was instantly shattered.

"Okay." She knew she wanted to eat more.

Rong Huazheng laughed when she heard this. Just from his arrogant voice, she could imagine his expression.

Rong Huating couldn't help but said: "Xi Yan is very smart. If we ask him not to tell anyone, he probably won't..."

Uncle Chen on the side was dumbfounded.

Rong Huating saw Rong Huazheng's serious face and nodded.

Rong Huating lowered his head in frustration, "I'm so happy."

Rong Huating was very annoyed, "No one is here, don't waste your efforts!"

Smart boy, I didn't praise you in vain just now. Rong Huating secretly gave him a thumbs up, but covered his conscience and said: "I eat two bowls per person, and one of them is dirty."

Rong Huazheng gave up his job.

He was both relieved and disappointed.

"I have to say, I hate her the most!" The little kid's eyes widened, and he said in a drowsy voice while chewing something: "The most annoying thing is that not only did she mock me and say that I have a poor memory, but she also emphasized it.

She was carried into the gate of Prince Gongjin's palace by Brother Can's sixteen-person sedan, as if Sister Zheng was not the case! After hearing this, I was so angry that I almost wanted to strike her to death with a palm!"

The little kid opened his mouth rudely and ate the food Rong Huating gave him, frowning and saying, "I was abused to lose weight."

"Sir, the prince is here."

The little kid snorted arrogantly, "Then open the door. I want to see the room you left for me. I want the most beautiful and best one!"

Rong Huating reached out and patted him on the head, "Don't talk nonsense!" As far as he knew, King Gongjin loved him very much, how could he abuse him!

The little kid raised his eyebrows as he looked at the hot dishes on the table, and without saying a word, he looked around the room, barely rummaging through the boxes.

Rong Huating looked annoyed and stood up quickly, "Sister Zheng, wait a minute, I'll ask Uncle Chen to call the kitchen to get something."

"I don't want to go back and see those women, I can sleep with you!"

My love is for both the little kid and Rong Hua Zheng.

Rong Huazheng, who was hiding in the dark, felt his heart shrink when he heard the unexpected news. It was so dull that it ached.

Rong Hua Zheng smiled and said, "Give me one more. I am friends with His Highness the Fourth and Miss Feng. I would like to send you a blessing."

Rong Huating kept picking up vegetables for Rong Hua Zheng and said: "Sister Zheng, you are too thin. Eat more meat. I just asked Uncle Chen to stew the blood swallow. After dinner, you can

You must eat it.”

Rong Huating held his forehead and gritted his teeth and said: "This is a door, not for you to test how much your newly learned martial arts has improved!"

"The room is there and you won't be able to run away. Let's go check it out later. Now I want to eat!" The little boy was very assertive. He held the chopsticks in his hands below and moved them awkwardly. "I'm just full.

Now that I'm angry, I'm hungry."

Rong Huazheng listened quietly, her fingertips trembling slightly.

Rong Huazheng reached out and touched his beautiful forehead. His throat moved a few times before he made a sound, "Huating, you have really grown up."

Rong Huating opened the door and held on to the door handle before closing it. The little brat was already prepared. As soon as the wind of his palm came out, the door shattered.

"Brother Huating, what are you doing?" The little boy struggled violently.

Rong Huating was powerless.

Rong Huating almost wanted to throw him out. This little brat, why are you talking like this today?
To be continued...