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Chapter 73 The Royal Family (13)

But this has nothing to do with Yong Jing, he has a lot of things to do, so he won't bother with a cunning little spy.

The reason why she was allowed to enter the inner palace was firstly because she was from Yong Binwei's side, and she was always under surveillance when she was close, and secondly because this little palace lady was indeed a bit of a joke, and it was not impossible to use it to amuse her when she was idle. .

Ever since his mother and concubine Duan Guifei passed away, everything Yong Jing did was moving towards that goal.

Everything else is not enough to arouse his interest.

Rong Huang gave a soft ah, pointed her thin white fingers towards the apse, her voice seemed to be soaked in icing sugar, "I forgot to feed Wangcai."

Yong Jing thought of something, and looked at Rong Huang meaningfully, "No need, Wang Cai has already eaten."

"When?" Rong Huang pretended not to understand.

"Just now." Yong Jing smiled contentedly, then turned his eyes away and continued to look at the scroll in his hand.

So, she read right just now?
Those two beauties who are as beautiful as flowers and jade are buried in the belly of tigers like this?
Tsk tsk, Yongjing doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade.

Give them to her and let them be foot-washing maids.

Rong Huang raised his hand to touch his chin, and felt the soft flesh in his hand, bah, it's rich meat, "That's all right, Your Highness, do you need some tea?"

Rong Huang can't do anything else, but now she is very good at making and pouring tea.

Yong Jing hooked his fingers at Rong Huang, then patted the round stool beside him, and said in a lazy and relaxed tone, "Come here."

Rong Huang stepped forward and sat down, clutching the pink palace dress that the Internal Affairs Bureau just made a few days ago with both hands, and said softly, "Your Highness, do you have something to do? Do you want some tea?"

Yongjing rolled up his book, and tapped Ronghuang's hand that was about to grab the water bottle, "No, my prince doesn't want to drink water now."

Rong Huang sighed slowly, then withdrew her hand and covered the back of her hand.

Hiss, it hurts.

bad stuff.

"How many people do you have in your family outside the palace?" Yong Jing asked casually, stroking her wide sleeves with her fingertips.

Rong Huang licked his lower lip, recalled carefully, the original owner seemed to have no family, his parents had already cultivated to become a fox fairy, and he didn't know where he had gone.

"No family." Rong Huang looked at Yong Jing with dark and moist eyes, and paused every word.

Yongjing's dark and gloomy eyes paused for a moment on Ronghuang's lips, then he quickly picked up the crispy candy and stuffed it into Ronghuang's mouth.

Rong Huang blinked, a little confused.

"Bite." Yong Jing's eyes are as lacquered as ink, and the beautiful Danfeng eyes give people the illusion of affection when they focus on a person.

With a grunt, Rong Huang opened his mouth and bit down on the crispy candy.

The food made by Yushanfang tastes very good, but Ronghuang doesn't like crispy candy, it's too sweet.

Rong Huang didn't understand why a big man like Yongjing liked sweets so much.

Whether it's the study or the bedroom, Rong Huang can always see pastries that are too sweet.

When Rong Huang finished eating one with a wrinkled face, Yong Jing immediately picked up one and continued to put it in Rong Huang's mouth.

"I don't want to eat." Rong Huang avoided it with her lips pressed together.

Yongjing clicked his tongue in displeasure, paused in mid-air with the hand holding the crispy candy, and finally put it back into the small plate, then picked up a piece of chestnut cake and brought it to Ronghuang's lips, "Eat it .”

Rong Huang's almond eyes were clouded with mist. Is he sick? Why does he keep feeding her?

She is not Wangcai.

He wrinkled his little nose and sniffed it. It tasted good. He opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

This is delicious, sweet and soft.

(End of this chapter)