poisonous woman

Chapter 174 Did I Watch You Get Beaten?

Xiao Junjue was magnanimous, and Lord Rong secretly praised him, so he hurriedly invited him and Rong Zhao to rest in the side hall first.

"Aren't you stupid, won't you hide when a slap comes?" Rong Zhao took an egg and covered it with a silk scarf and rolled it on Xiao Junjue's face, removing the swelling for him, with the word "distressed" written all over his face .

"Damn old woman, at such an age, she still strikes so hard." Rong Zhao cursed.

Xiao Junjue sat on Rong Zhao's chest, Rong Zhao bent over, and the spring light leaked out from his chest, Xiao Junjue couldn't help but look away, with a slight pink earlobe, and said: "Don't worry about it."

"I'm rubbing this for you, why are you hiding, come back." Rong Zhao put his hand on Xiao Junjue's chin, brought back the head he wanted to avoid, and blew on his face naturally Angrily, "Why don't you care, if you didn't block me, I would have received this slap."

"Are you letting me watch you get beaten?" Xiao Junjue blurted out.

Rong Zhao paused in his hands, and looked deeply at Xiao Junjue.

Although he was angry with the old lady Rong, he had to say that Rong Zhao's heart was as sweet as drinking honey.

Although this man is always sneering, whenever she is in danger or about to be hurt, he will be by her side to protect her.Rong Zhao's heart was moved, his softness was in a mess.

The four eyes meet each other, and the affection grows secretly like the tangle of branches under the roots of a big tree.After saying these words, Xiao Junjue felt embarrassed again, cleared his throat, and said: "It doesn't really hurt, you don't need to rub it for me anymore."

"Oh." Rong Zhao was very obedient, gave the egg to Qiu Shui, and sat beside Xiao Junjue.

In fact, she wanted to say something to thank him, but she didn't know how to say it. She twisted the silk scarf and lowered her head, thinking for a long time.

After a while, Lord Rong came, clasped his fists and said: "I'm really sorry, my lord, the old lady was also confused for a while, are you okay?"

"No problem." Xiao Junjue stood up, and replied: "I understand that Mrs. Rong didn't mean it, so don't worry about it, Lord Hou."

"What's the point of being confused? She's just making use of it, and she doesn't know where I offended her. The third uncle's death is also blamed on me. It's a natural disaster." Rong Zhao muttered.

Lord Rong looked at her, frowned, and persuaded: "Your grandmother is just too sad because of your third uncle's death, you should be more considerate."

"Are you going to hit someone when you are sad?" Rong Zhao was not convinced, Master Rong gave her a sideways look, she snorted softly and pouted bitterly.

Lord Rong said: "There are many things in the house, you go and help your second sister-in-law."

"How can a married girl take care of her mother's affairs, I won't go." The old lady was worried and didn't want to vent, if she took care of it, she would be scolded to death.

Lord Rong gave a "tsk", thought for a while, and said, "Then go and accompany your eldest sister and second sister."

Rong Zhao saw that he seemed to be pulling himself away and talking to Xiao Junjue alone, although he didn't know what his intentions were, but he followed his words to find Rong Nuan and Rong Xin.

Xiao Junjue also saw it, and said bluntly, "Is there something wrong with Lord Hou?"

Lord Rong raised his hand to ask him to sit down, and said again: "It's about the dog, the prince has been bothering you during this time."

Rong Yao?Xiao Junjue had a clue in his mind, and said, "Master Hou doesn't want him to go to my palace again?"

Lord Rong shook his head, but said: "No, my lord misunderstood, what I mean is that I ask you to help me discipline myself strictly."

Xiao Junjue frowned slightly, and Master Rong continued: "The old minister only has such a son-in-law, and the rise and fall of the Ronghou Mansion will be on his shoulders in the future. It's just that he is stubborn by nature and has nothing to do all day long. If this continues, The old minister really can't imagine what the Ronghou Mansion will look like in a hundred years. However, the prince has patiently taught him during this period. I think he has made great progress, so I want him to take more trouble. If there is a chance, the prince can also bring him Go to the army for some experience."

It is understandable for Lord Rong to hope that his son will become a talent, but to bring it to the army...

Xiao Junjue hesitated for a while, "If Lord Hou asks this king to discipline the son, it will not be difficult, but as Lord Hou said, the son is your only son, and swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and there is danger at any time."

"If you can't cut a jade, you can't make a weapon. Your lord, you are the proud son of heaven, and you are still fighting on the battlefield. What's more, I, a son of the Marquis Mansion, should lead the way."

The hearts of parents in the world hate that iron cannot be made into steel, Xiao Junjue nodded, "Okay, I promise Lord Hou."

Marquis Rong was overjoyed, and cupped his hands towards Xiao Junjue, "Thank you, my lord, I will take care of everything."

After chatting for a few more words, Marquis Rong still has people to entertain, so it is inconvenient to stay longer, Xiao Jun asked him to go at his own pace and wait for Rong Zhao in the side hall.

Not long after, someone came in to deliver tea, Xiao Junjue looked up, his expression slightly congealed.

Rong Wan took the tea and put it on the table, "The hospitality is not good, my lord forgive me."

Xiao Junjue lowered her eyes, said "um" lightly, and didn't say much.

Rong Wan stared at him, pursed her lips, as if she had thousands of thoughts to say, but at this moment, she felt stuck in her throat, not knowing where to start.

"This tea is Yuqian Longjing, my lord's favorite drink. Try it, my lord." She brought the tea to Xiao Junjue.

Xiao Junjue didn't answer, and said: "This king is now drinking Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoots."

Rong Zhao likes to drink Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoots, and he doesn't know when he started drinking them too.

Rong Wan felt a pain in her heart, "Didn't the prince like to drink Yuqian Longjing before?"

"People's tastes will change. I used to like to drink, but I may not always like it. Sometimes I change the taste, and I will find something different."

Rong Wan's posture remained unchanged, "Then why don't you try this cup of tea again, maybe you will find that the original one is the most suitable for you if you try again after changing it."

"The tea is still the same cup of tea, but the mood of the tea drinker has changed. Trying again is not the same as before. Instead, this cup of tea was wasted. The third lady will still serve this cup of tea to someone who is suitable for drinking it and knows how to drink it." Let's go." Xiao Junjue got up and left without looking at Rong Wan from the beginning to the end, "I almost forgot that the princess asked me to go find her after talking with my father-in-law, so I missed Miss San."

The moment they passed each other, the teacup in Rong Wan's hand dropped. She turned around and hugged Xiao Junjue from behind, "My lord, don't go, don't leave Wan'er so heartlessly. Wan'er really I love you so much, Wan'er thinks of you every day and night."

"You and I are in the past." Xiao Junjue's tone contained a trace of sigh.

Rong Wan burst into tears, "Did the lord forget the jade pendant that made love between you and me? Your lord, you promised me to marry me. My lord, I don't care about being a wife or concubine, I just want to be by your side and serve you."

Xiao Junjue looked down at the hands crossed on his waist, and opened them one by one, "The relationship between the king and the third lady is shallow, and it is not a good thing to entangle the king and the third lady any more. The third lady should let it go."

Xiao Jun walked decisively without a single pause, Rong Wan looked at his back and slumped on the ground little by little.The tears slowly stopped, and her expression gradually changed, it was a kind of madness that fell into madness.

Suddenly, she laughed suddenly and made a "giggle" sound, that sound was like the chirping of owls passing across the boundless sky in the dark night, which only made people feel creepy.

The coffin of Rong Sanye stayed in Ronghou Mansion for seven to seven 49 days, and ninety-nine, 81 Taoist priests and 49 Zen monks were invited to perform rituals one after another during these [-] days to reassure the soul of Rong Sanye.

Xu usually takes care of the housework alone, but the funeral of Third Master Rong is a major event, and she is too busy to do it alone, so Mrs. Rong suggested to Third Master Rong that Rong Wan and Rong Xi should assist him.

Marquis Rong originally wanted Rong Zhao to go home to help him for a while, but when Mrs. Rong said so, he gave up.

On the day of the funeral, there were clusters of white flowers all the way, and Mrs. Rong saw them off in person, so she almost cried in the coffin.

Rong Hou Ye and Rong Er Ye thanked all the prefectures and houses for sacrifices all the way, and then went straight to the most prosperous Guiyuan Temple in the city, where Rong Third Ye would be buried.

Rong Zhao comforted Rong Nuan and Rong Xin all the way, Rong Xin was better, although sad but not like Rong Nuan who had lost weight twice since the death of Third Master Rong.

"Elder Sister, the deceased is already dead. No matter how sad you are, Third Uncle will not be resurrected. If he is alive in heaven, he will not be at ease seeing you so sad." Rong Zhao held Rong Nuan's hand and sighed slightly.

Originally Rong Nuan was also a plump beauty, but in the past two years she has become skinny and skinny, and the bracelet on her wrist can no longer be hung.

Rong Nuan nodded, "I'm really unfilial. When my father was around, I couldn't always be around to be filial. I often came back to see him. Now, I just want to see him, but I can't see him anymore." He shed tears again.

Having said that, Rong Zhao also felt ashamed. Since she got married, the number of times she went back to Rong Mansion to visit her father can be counted on one's fingers, and it is not unfilial.

Rong Nuan couldn't visit the third uncle often, firstly because the third uncle was out of Beijing a few years ago, and secondly because of An Ziqian's supervision, but she was free, Xiao Junjue didn't care about her, and the distance between the two houses was not far , but she didn't go back, she really didn't know filial piety at all.

If one day, father also has a third uncle, she will regret it too late.

Rong Zhao is determined to go back to Rong's house to visit his father more often in the future.

Rong Zhao asked her again how she was doing in An's house. Obviously, Rong Nuan's eyes were averted, and he only said that it was very good in An's house, and An Ziqian treated her well.

Even though she said so, Rong Zhao still couldn't help worrying about her, fearing that she would repeat the same tragedy as in the previous life.

When they arrived at Guiyuan Temple, another ceremony was performed, and the incense altar was re-established. The catalpa coffin of Rong Sanye was placed in the next room of the Daxiong Hall.Third Master Rong hosted a banquet outside to entertain all relatives and friends, and when Xinshi arrived, everyone dispersed, only staying with close relatives, and they left together after the three-day funeral service.

Rong Zhao and other female relatives were arranged in Xuanmiao Temple not far from Guiyuan Temple, while the men lived in Guiyuan Temple.

The weather was a bit hot, and Rong Zhao couldn't sleep at night, so he quietly left the clean room to enjoy the cool breeze outside.

There was no one there, and she kicked the pebbles as she walked, and she walked to the lake behind the nunnery without knowing it.

The wind was blowing the lake, and there was a slight cool breeze. Rong Zhao closed his eyes to enjoy the coolness for a while, and even stretched himself.

After cooling down for a while, she felt comfortable physically and mentally, and was about to go back, when she was about to turn around, suddenly, she was hit hard on the back of the head, before she could see who hit her, she fell into a dark vortex.

(End of this chapter)