Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Duan Rongshu was lying on the bed angry, constantly thinking about how to punish Zhao Huai when he came back.

Tit for tat?

No, I can't get it right in front of that old rascal Zhao Huai.

Kick his ass hard?not bad.

Duan Rongshu fell asleep after thinking about it, and he didn't forget to wrap himself tightly when he fell asleep.

At this time, Zhao Huai brought a bunch of memorials to Duan's mansion. Today he went to the court, and tomorrow he will be Xiu Mu. After changing the memorials, he can spend two days with Duan Rongshu. Thinking about it makes him happy.

He went to the bedroom and looked on the bed. Duan Rongshu was still asleep and showed no sign of waking up.

Zhao Huai was a little flustered, he stepped forward and pulled Duan Rongshu's head out of the blanket, and then tested the temperature with his forehead.

No fever, no reaction.

Duan Rongshu hadn't slept for a long time when he felt that someone was pulling him, and without even thinking about it, it must be Zhao Huai.

But he didn't move, and made up his mind to give Zhao Huai some colorseesee when he woke up.

Zhao Huai resorted to the old trick again, pinching a strand of his hair and scratching at Duan Rongshu's face, seeing that he didn't beat himself up, he could only obediently put a table by the bed and wrote a memorial on it , waiting for people to wake up.

Duan Rongshu fell into a deeper sleep with the white noise.

Until noon, Zhao Huai's memorial was finished, and Duan Rongshu didn't wake up.

Rong Yi took another look, seeing Zhao Huai standing by the bed, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The little cabbage was kicked away by the pig, but the pig kept it tight.

The round of Mr. Rong's team is almost over here.

Several old men at the card table hesitated to speak, as if they wanted to ask something.

Finally one of them spoke, "Old brother."

Mr. Rong said "Huh~", "Don't scare me, only the Cuihua next door to our hometown called my elder brother."

"Hmm...Brother Rong, do you know what the Crown Prince calls your grandson?"

Mr. Rong looked indifferent, "I know, isn't it just called Dad?"

He knew about this a long time ago. Now that the dowry is ready, what's the matter with the child's name?Their family will not treat their children badly.

"Old...Brother Rong, yesterday I heard that heartless person in my family said..."

Mr. Rong felt that he was moaning, "Say it quickly!"

"Anyway, a lot of people have heard the crown prince calling Mrs. Duan his mother."

Mr. Zhang, "Yes, yes, yes."

Mr. Rong stood still and said nothing, obviously he still didn't understand.

"Even the prince said that the emperor is a heartless father, do you think there is a possibility..."

Mr. Rong waved his hand, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Just one sentence is full of information, and after a night of fermentation and dissemination by the ministers, whether it is true or false, it all develops towards the plot that people like-dog blood!

Zhao Huai fell in love with Duan Rongshu when he was the King of Qin, but he rushed to the battlefield, failed Duan Rongshu's heart, and became a heartless man...

how to say?Even better than Mu Xiaoxiao, said the prime minister.

After the scene was over, Mr. Rong was still going through brainstorming, but he was old, and although he could still juggle with a machete, he really couldn't grow his brain.

Just when Rong Yi came back, old man Rong waved at him, then glanced at his second son, and sighed again, "Call your brother over here."

Rong Yi:?

After Rong Jian came, Mr. Rong began to count, "Before this, how many years have we not seen Rong Shu?"

Rong Jian replied, "About six years."

What happened to Rongshu during this period of time, they didn't know anything.

"How old is the prince?"

Rong Jian did the math, "It's almost six years old."

"...What does father mean?"

Mr. Rong shook his head slowly, "I don't know either."

"Anyway, it's rumored that the prince was born by Rong Shu, isn't that nonsense?"

"It's as true as it is, so much so that I believe it..."

After speaking, the three were silent for a few seconds.

Then Rong Yi slapped the table and stood up, "Where is my knife? Bring my knife!"

Seeing that Rong Jian ignored him, he took a few steps forward, then turned around and said, "Brother, why didn't you stop me?"

Rong Jian covered his face, "Are you being embarrassed to stop you? The emperor has gone to the battlefield to kill the enemy."

Mr. Rong also said, "If you want to die, you should sever the relationship first, I haven't lived enough yet."

Rong Yi, "..."

One by one is so ruthless, and it's another second of wanting to be a good baby.

Mr. Rong, "Shouldn't it be enough to call Lao Liu over?"

Uncle Liu was still dazed when he was called, but he still answered the question honestly, "At that time, the master didn't know the emperor, and the master had been in poor health, so he didn't go out very often. I followed him all the year round, it was impossible."

He felt that the brains of this family were not very good. Even if the monsters became spirits, no male monsters could give birth. Maybe he was behind.

You see a lot of strange things, but now you are so unique?

Mr. Rong let go of his heart and replied in the afternoon session.

"It's all nonsense, don't spread rumors!"

"Yes, but we have also heard of it."

And it's hard to clarify now.

Mr. Rong, "Who passed it on?"

Everyone present was silent. After all, no one in the court was innocent of spreading rumors, and none of their sons could escape.

Then Mr. Zhang stammered and changed the subject, "Then, old, old Hu, you, why is your son..."

"He asked why your son came home crying at noon?"

Mr. Hu sighed, "He was green."

"Oh."

"Oh."

"Isn't this a long time ago? Why are you still crying now?"

Mr. Hu, "I've been green twice. I wonder if I gave birth to a green-haired bastard."

Green-haired bastard, green-hat king.

"Then why is he still jumping around?"

"That's because I was beaten to death by the emperor this morning, and it hurts."

"..."

So miserable!

But although the few people wanted to gossip, they couldn't catch a scar and expose it. At least they had to wait for a while, so they simply kept silent.

Duan Rongshu didn't wake up until the afternoon, Zhao Huai was in a hurry, he hugged him in his arms, and walked up and down the house.

The principle is not to let Duan Rongshu touch the bed, after all, Duan Rongshu will be sleepy if he touches the bed.

Zhao Huai hugged Duan Rongshu like a child, and coaxed him gently, "Sui'an, wake up and eat."

Yuan Gui: So it's not that His Majesty lacks paternal love, but has given it all to Lord Duan. The poor Crown Prince is still doing his homework.

Duan Rongshu rubbed his head against Zhao Huai's neck, and shook his legs a few times as Zhao Huai walked.

"Awake? What are you doing?"

Duan Rongshu said vaguely, "Kick hard..."

Zhao Huai asked, "Kick what?"

The hair on Duan Rongshu's forehead was wet with sweat, he rubbed against Zhao Huai's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Kick ass."

Zhao Huai thought he was still asleep, so he was talking nonsense, turned around and put him on the bed, and then ordered Yuan Gui to fetch a basin of water for Duan Rongshu to wipe his face.

As soon as he turned around, Duan Rongshu's foot kicked his ass.