Dressed as a sickly villain and survived by farming

Rong Yi looked at him in bewilderment, "Do you think it's normal for the prince to be sent as a hostage?"

Yuan Guilan pinched her finger, "It's not normal, but it's normal if it's placed on His Majesty's body."

Rong Jian asked from the side, "How is Rong Shu's body?"

"Master Duan is already awake, and his eyes are still not clear. After all, there is an imperial physician in the palace, right? You can also relax."

As he spoke, he directly put Prince Sai Rongyi in his arms.

Rong Yi shook his head and said, "I only want my own child, so hurry up and hand over my child."

After being forced to catch the prince, "Hey, the prince is in my hands now."

He looked like he was threatening the hostages.

Then, with a smile on his face, Yuan Gui turned and went back to the door, waved his hand, and closed the door.

Rong Yi, "..."

"Brother, what should I do now?"

Rong Jian, "Brother doesn't know either."

Rong Yi held Zhao Qian up in front of him, "What should the prince do?"

Knock the door and plug it back?

Zhao Qian blinked his big eyes, "Uncle and Grandpa."

"Your Highness, don't call Caomin like that." Your father's calculations are loud enough.

"Okay, uncle and grandpa."

Rong Jian, "..."

"Hey, take it back."

Rong Yi lifted Zhao Qian up to his neck, "Let's go, if you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple."

Zhao Qian was lifted so high for the first time, he hugged Rong Yi's head and giggled happily.

Rong Yi, "Your Highness, don't you pee your pants?"

"...I don't pee my pants alone."

When they got home, Mr. Rong was still organizing the game.

Rong Yi somewhat doubted whether his father wanted to open a casino.

Looking at the high-ranking official fathers who came to the door one by one, what else does Rong Yi not understand?

Your Majesty's heart is really dark!

"Father, we're back."

Mr. Rong didn't even lift his eyelids, "You're back? Dongfeng!"

Zhao Qian, "Grandpa."

Mr. Rong, "Hey,... what?"

He finally raised his head and squinted his eyes, "Qing'er has a child? Find a second marriage?"

Rong Jian, "..."

"Does Dad think it's possible?"

Mr. Rong, "Even widows don't like him, you idiot!"

"Father, this is the prince."

When the old men heard this, they hurriedly wanted to salute, and the old man Rong also asked, "Why did you bring the prince home?"

So far, when the prince came to play with his friends, they were always in the courtyard of the Duan Mansion, and Mr. Rong had never seen him.

Zhao Qian waved his hands, "You are welcome, you are welcome."

Rong Yi lifted Zhao Qian off his neck, "Father, this is a hostage."

Mr. Rong pointed at him with trembling fingers, "What? You want to rebel and take the crown prince as a hostage?"

Rong Yi looked around at the old man with different expressions, "No, our family is kept in the dark right now, Rong Shu was injured and is still in the palace, His Majesty said this is a hostage, wait for Rong Shu to recover come back."

Mr. Rong directly pinched his own people, "You might as well say that you rebelled!"

The surrounding poker players comforted him together, "Master Duan is already in good health, so don't worry too much."

"Ah, yes, yes, in the palace, it was just taken away by His Majesty."

Mr. Rong:! ! !

Almost fainted!

Rong Jian stepped forward and patted his back to deliver tea, "Father, are you alright?"

It's okay, I just want to rebel!

Zhao Qian ran up, "Grandpa, are you okay?"

It took three seconds for Mr. Rong to accept the reality, "His Royal Highness, it is not in compliance with the rules."

Zhao Qian threw himself directly on his lap, attacking with cuteness, "Grandpa doesn't welcome Qian'er?"

"Welcome, welcome, no not welcome."

Zhao Qian then put his hand on his chubby face, "Pinch it and you will be happy. Master Duan likes to pinch Gu's face."

Mr. Rong pinched it twice. His good grandson probably doesn't know that everything in the world has been secretly marked.

Zhao Qian, "Master Duan saved the orphan's life. In the future, I will definitely respect Mr. Duan as much as my own."

Why are you like your father, Wang Po sells melons, buys and sells by force?

As a hostage, Zhao Qian stayed in Rongfu.

Mr. Rong was playing mahjong, and he was watching from the sidelines, and he was busy for a while.

All the elders have already understood in their hearts that this is Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone on the road knows it!Your Majesty's calculation is really clever.

Rong Jian looked at it for a while, beating his legs and back, and now Zhao Qian, who was nestled in his father's arms, couldn't help but sigh:

"Brother, what we brought back is not a hostage, but an undercover agent!"

The undercover agents have now penetrated the High Command.

It took only half a circle for Mr. Rong to go from being numb to accepting and then becoming addicted to mahjong. He has already played one and patted the little prince in his arms with his old but strong hands. He looks like the grandson of an ordinary family.

Zhao Qian squinted his eyes and enjoyed the reassuring caress: Doesn't my useless father rely on me?

Father Huang picked it up halfway, so it's not too much to find another father. He likes this family very much. Fate must be won by himself. If there is no relative at birth, then find it by yourself.

After the meal, Rong Ming happily took Zhao Qian to his room and took out all the toys to share with him.

Zhao Qian, "Obviously you are so kind, if you have good things in the future, you will definitely share them."

Rong Ming patted his chest, "What is this? We are good friends who have been trusted. If you want anything, as long as I have it, I will share it with you."

Zhao Qian asked, "Then can you share your brother with me?"

He thought for a while, "Then do you want elder brother or brother Li? Or both?"

"I just want your cousin."

Rong Ming refused without hesitation, "Ah, no."

"Why not?"

"If you like cousin, you can recognize elder brother, but I can't give it to you." There is only one cousin, how can we divide it?

Zhao Qian explained, "I don't want your cousin to be a big brother, but I want your cousin to be a father."

Rong Ming scratched his head, "Why? Then what will I call you from now on?"

Zhao Qian started his tricky plan, "Look, Gu is now your nephew, and you are Gu's uncle, aren't you getting closer?"

"And we can talk about each other. I call you my uncle, and you call me my brother."

Rong Ming encountered his father's proposition again: I call my nephew my elder brother?

For a moment, his little brain couldn't turn around.

"Isn't it good?"

Rong Ming nodded with a muddy hair, "Well, very good."

"The solitary called you uncle, and you are called big brother solitary."

"Well, big brother."

"Well, uncle."

Then to Rong Li and Rong Huan, they were also dumbfounded by a set of theories.

And Zhao Qian had a face: I didn't come to break up this family, I came to join this family.

Then the palace also sent Zhao Qian's things, and Zhao Huai's chicken tails that day, a whole big basket.

Several children started to play with chicken feathers, and even stuck them in Rong Ming's head.

Zhao Qian, "We will be relatives in the future. If you want something, tell Father and let him fight. Tigers and bears are fine, as long as Father will not be beaten to death."

Rong Li, "Then what do we call the emperor?"

"sister in law?"

It seems to be right, and it seems that something is wrong.

Zhao Qian waved his hand, "It's okay, as long as it doesn't affect us, call whatever you want."

Rong Ming also answered with a flick of chicken feathers.

Mr. Rong was watching people packing up Zhao Qian's things. When he saw the clothes that the palace man sent Zhao Qian, he couldn't help but dislike them, "These are the only clothes for the child? Are you so picky? Butler, go to the shop and make some more for the prince." clothes."

Seeing that he disliked the present majesty and kept buying things for the prince, Rong Jian asked:

"Father, did you fall so quickly?"

Mr. Rong raised his eyes, "What can I do? Can I wrong a child?"

Thinking that his father didn't mind if the widow brought the child to remarry, he brought Zhao Huai in again.

"Then dad promised Rong Shu and His Majesty?"

Mr. Rong immediately saw that he was disgusted, "If you don't agree, how can a child compare with an adult?"

"Rong Shu is young, who knows if he is a novelty or a heartbreaker? How can he easily agree?"

The depth of parental love is far-reaching.

Then he whispered, "And I heard that His Majesty is not very good, he killed several fiancées."

"I've come up with a lot of words in the past few days. He often swears at people and likes to slash people. The sons of those poker players are often scolded bloody. Their sons are just like grandsons when they go to court."

Jiang is still old and spicy, how can Mr. Rong, who has been in business for many years, not contradict their words?

Rong Jian nodded and agreed very much, "Indeed, who knows if he might be a domestic violence man? If it is true, we have nowhere to reason."

At this time, the domestic abuser Zhao Huai was abusing his new cabbage.

"You just don't love it after you get it! Scumbag!"

Zhao Huai pressed the person on his lap and slapped him on the buttocks.

Ever since he patted Duan Rongshu's butt, it seemed as if he had opened the door to a new world.

It feels good in the hand, and two slaps are just enough to teach him a lesson.

Duan Rongshu blushed and didn't resist anymore, he was completely numb.

Seeing that he was not moving, Zhao Huai turned over and hugged him, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

As he said that, he wanted to take off Duan Rongshu's pants, Duan Rongshu hurriedly pushed him, "Don't touch me, you have changed your mind, you scumbag!"

Looking at Duan Rongshu who was avoiding him, Zhao Huai laughed angrily, "You unreasonable little bastard, you obviously poured the medicine into the flowerpot instead of taking the medicine."

"I don't drink medicine and you can't drink it for me. Of course I will ask Xiaohua Xiaocao for help."

Zhao Huai was silenced and argued that he was no match for Duan Rongshu.

He waved his hand and called Yuan Gui, "Bring me another bowl of medicine."

Duan Rongshu stared at him vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"Help Duan Qing drink the medicine."

Yuan Gui brought a bowl of medicine and handed it to Zhao Huai, "Your servant has already prepared it~"

Duan Rongshu: You are ruthless!

Zhao Huai stirred the soup lightly, blew on it, and took a sip.

Duan Rongshu stopped him, "The medicine is three-point poisonous, why did you really drink it?"

Zhao Huai directly grabbed the man and crossed him while pressing his head and mouth to mouth.

Duan Rongshu: ... tmd thought he watched too many idol dramas.

"Yuck~"

Zhao Huai, "..."

"Do you know that this will affect the senses, so don't kiss His Majesty again in the future."

Duan Rongshu wiped his mouth and stuck out his tongue. This time the medicine was especially bitter, so bitter that his soul trembled.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

Zhao Huai also felt that the medicine was a bit outrageous, "The Anshen Decoction prescribed by Imperial Physician Du."

If you can't prescribe the Requiem Soup, you can prescribe the enhanced version of Concentrated Calming Soup. It takes up two words, and it will always have some effect.

Duan Rongshu, "Is this the Spiral Ascension Soup?"

You can see the Jade Emperor Buddha God in one bite, satisfying all religious needs.