Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 597 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (87)

He frowned again.

Zhu Jing is not like her, who performs tasks as the host. It is obvious that every small interface is him, but he cannot always appear.

Very strange.

Rong Yan noticed her distraction, and gently pinched her fingertips.

"what happened?"

He shook his head again: "How is Yin Zhi doing?"

Yin Zhi is now a little confused. Not only did he not get any effect from these few actions, but he also exposed himself constantly. It can be said that the gain outweighs the loss.

He must be a little anxious.

Rong Yan's brows were pale: "He deliberately spoke to anger me."

He was taken aback again, a little puzzled.

"What did he say?"

Rong Yan bent down slightly, and took He You into his arms. The young man's chin was gently pressed against He You's, his voice was low and muffled.

"He said you wouldn't want me."

Leaving him, betraying him, there is only one explanation for Rong Yan.

She doesn't want him.

He blinked again and laughed.

"Is this why you are angry?"

She tilted her head slightly and kissed Rong Yan's cheek.

"You know it's impossible, I won't want you."

Rong Yan was kissed by her obediently, with his palms around He You's waist, and his whole body encircling her.

He drooped his long eyelashes and his voice was a little low.

"Then you have to tell him next time."

He smiled and rubbed his head again: "Okay, I'll tell him."

Only then was Rong Yan satisfied, and she rolled her eyes.

~
Yin Zhi rubbed his fingertips slowly, listening to his subordinate's report.

After a while, he curled his lips, with a bit of sharpness and viciousness between his brows.

"Is everything arranged for the little emperor to worship his ancestors?"

A few days later, it will be time for the emperor to go to the imperial mausoleum to worship the ancestors. In order to show the sincerity of the royal descendants, the emperor needs to hike up the high stone steps on this day to offer incense to the ancestors.

The imperial mausoleum was built on the northernmost mountain, with magnificent buildings and complex and steep terrain.

It's a great opportunity to do it.

The kneeling man replied in a low voice: "It's ready, it's preparing the emperor's suitcase."

Yin Zhi nodded, his eyes were stern.

"Call all the people together, success or failure will depend on this."

Yin Zhi didn't intend to do it so early at first. Although he has gained some reputation among the people, it is still far from enough.

It's just that now that Rong Yan is pushing him so hard, it won't help if he hesitates any longer.

Instead of sitting still and being relegated by the emperor for some crime, it is better to give it a go.

Yin Zhi snorted coldly: "I want to see if they can protect Yin Chang."

As long as Yin Chang is dead, he is bound to win the throne.

At that time, even if there are any criticisms against him in the court, the reputation he has accumulated among the people is enough to secure the throne.

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Yin Chang looked at the handouts and sighed gloomily.

"This group of ministers, do they not understand my situation, or do they understand my situation too much, and they are urging me to worship my ancestors all day long."

It would be a lie to say that there is no panic, but he also understands that now is the time when he can't even hide.

Yin Chang was brought to this throne when he was very young, and the person he has been closest to for so many years is Rong Yan.

To him, Rong Yan is both a teacher and a friend.

So at this critical moment, Yin Chang naturally thought of Rong Yan.

He dropped the booklet and rubbed his temples.

"Where is Prime Minister Rong?"

The little eunuch waiting at the side replied respectfully: "Prime Minister Rong has already returned home."

Yin Chang waved his hand: "Prime Minister Rong, please come over."

He said he wanted to invite Rong Yan over, but he didn't invite anyone over in the end.

The little eunuch in charge of inviting people was sweating profusely: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Rong said he is very busy."

Yin Chang: ...

Because I'm very busy, so I don't even care about the emperor's summons?
He didn't mind either: "Then I'll go there myself."

The mountain is not just me, I come to the mountain.

The "very busy" Rong Yan was reading a storybook to He You.

The boy frowned, pinching the paper loosely with his fingertips, feeling very disgusted.

"In the dark night, the third prince looked at the delicate young man in front of him, and smiled evilly: "Are you still running away? You are destined not to escape from the palm of this king." The young man was very ashamed and angry, and kept backing away: "Don't you , Don’t come here!’ The third prince suddenly grabbed his wrist and smiled triumphantly: “Don’t hide, obediently have fun under this king, this king will definitely, will...'"

Rong Yan frowned, very aggrieved and dissatisfied.

"Can I stop reading?"

He You slumped lazily on the soft couch, comfortable and at ease.

She smiled and urged him: "Hurry up, I want to hear it."

He squinted his eyes again: "Didn't you say it's not good to read while lying down? Just read to me."

She raised her chin: "You've read a lot."

Rong Yan frowned, her cheeks were slightly red.

"But this book..."

He raised his eyebrows again: "What's wrong with this book?"

This storybook was found by He You by chance, and the content is shocking and bloody.

Rong Yan pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

He tugged at his sleeve again: "Just finish reading this, okay?"

Rong Yan was helpless, but still indulged her.

The young man's voice was calm and without a trace of emotion, continuing the clip just now.

"'This king will definitely love you very much.' The young boy was startled and ashamed, and his back was against the wall. The third prince grabbed his chin and smiled charmingly: 'You scream, and it doesn't hurt to break your throat. Someone will come to save you.' With tears in his eyes, the young boy kept beating his chest, yelling: 'Break your throat, break your throat!'"

Yin Chang who just stepped forward: ...

He must have heard wrong.

Yin Chang coughed twice, very embarrassed.

"Prime Minister Rong?"

Rong Yan: ...

His hand holding the book trembled.

He rolled his eyes again, laughing uncontrollably.

Although Rong Yan read without disturbance, but such a cold and serious young man read this kind of description that makes people curl up, there is really an inexplicable sense of joy.

Rong Yan softened his eyebrows helplessly, closed the book, and put it aside.

His brows and eyes are light and cold as usual.

"Why is Your Majesty here?"

Yin Chang cleared his throat, and his eyes fell on He You who was still lazily leaning on the soft couch.

His expression was complicated: "I heard that Prime Minister Rong is very busy."

Are you busy playing with Ye Qiao?
Rong Yan gave a light "um", without any guilt.

"So what's the matter, Your Majesty?"

Yin Chang had a feeling that if he couldn't say anything serious, he would be kicked out by Rong Yan decisively.

It must be his illusion.

Yin Chang's expression became more serious: "I want to talk to Prime Minister Rong about the ancestor worship for a few days."

He turned his head to look at Rong Yan again.

He didn't tell himself about it.

Rong Yan nodded lightly: "Your Majesty, please move."

When he stood up, He grabbed the hem of his clothes again.

He narrowed his eyes again: "What are you going to do on the day of ancestor worship?"

Rong Yan is not a reckless person, if he wants to do something, he will plan and prepare in advance.

Rong Yan smiled slightly: "It's just to discuss the specific matters of ancestor worship, it's not a big deal."

He looked at him quietly again.

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(End of this chapter)