Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Rongfeng looked at the injury on his brother's face and stopped smiling. Instead, he felt a touch of sadness. Really, how could his father do so?

"Don't blame your father. You are the one he misses most in the army."

Rong Mo's fingertips paused slightly, then smiled, "I know my father's good intentions. My father's actions are always lighter than those of others."

He picked up the teapot on the side and poured a cup of tea for Rongfeng. He changed the subject and said, "Stop talking about me, talk about you. I went to see my second brother today..."

Rong Shu was stabbed to save his father. Unexpectedly, the knife was coated with poison. The wound was on his chest, close to the heart. The poison would spread to the heart in a short time. In the original world, Rong Shu died at this time.

Speaking of the second brother, Rong Feng showed a trace of sadness, "The poison on your second brother's body is difficult to cure. The necessary medicinal materials are only available in the imperial palace. My father went to court today to find medicine."

Rong Mo understood. No wonder Rong's father hadn't come back yet. The emperor probably didn't want to save the second son of the Rong family. The opportunity to weaken the general's palace was rare. The price of medicinal materials was just a matter of the emperor's words.

Not wanting to save him was just a matter of words, and he could just excuse it with any excuse, but Rong's father couldn't do anything about it.

"Is the eldest brother afraid that Emperor Anming will not save the second brother?"

Rongfeng's expression turned slightly as he held the tea cup, "I'm really smart, little brother."

Rong Mo took a sip of tea and made a secret calculation. There was no need to pretend about it now.

If he wants to assist Ming Jun, he must rely on the General's Mansion. Only by showing his handsomeness can he convince the warriors of this family.

The tea cup made a crisp sound on the low table. Rong Mo clasped his fingers together and said with a smile: "Big brother, don't be anxious. I have a way to make the emperor relax."

"Do you have any idea?" Rong Feng spoke frankly. Xiao Youchengfu couldn't hide anything in his heart and grabbed Rong Mo's hand excitedly.

Rong Mo smiled and calmly took out his hand.

The delicateness of the palm slipped away, and the elder brother scratched his head in embarrassment, "Sorry, elder brother is too happy."

More than once, my father mentioned to the emperor the use of medicine to treat his second child, but Emperor Anming would change the topic every time. Seeing the poison invading his lungs, his father had no choice but to go to court and chase him to the imperial study.

When he heard that Rong Mo had a solution, Rong Feng couldn't help but lose control of his mood.

Rong Mo didn't care, casually twirled a piece of paper on the desk and asked, "Did brother bring back the corpses of those assassins?"

"Yes, after investigating the assassin, I naturally want to bring him back."

Rong Mo nodded and wrote: "Reveal two pieces of news to the outside world. One is that marks that can prove his identity were found on the body. The other is that the prince was assassinated. This is a big deal. You are going to do it today." Report this matter to the emperor "

Rongfeng was confused when he heard this, and there was a note in his hand with only one word on it.

He heard Rong Mo say to him again: "Put the note into the corpse's throat."

"This…"

Rong Feng wanted to ask Rong Mo, raised his hand and smiled but said nothing, not wanting to explain some useless questions, "Brother, just do it."

"Okay, brother understands." Rong Feng squeezed the note and touched Rong Mo's head with a slightly bitter smile, "Little brother, you have worked hard for so many years."

Men have ambitions in all directions and should stand tall and show their ambitions.

Who wants to be the idiot everyone despises?

They have all made great achievements, and the General's Mansion is praised by the world.

But their little brother has to hide his sharp edge since he was born. He can make good decisions but has to break his pride and be ridiculed by others. He hides under the mask of absurdity and makes a living every step of the way.

The hardships can be imagined...

Rong Mo raised the corners of his lips, his bright eyes flickered, and there was a hint of depression lingering between his brows, which was endearing, "I am pampered and protected by my father and brother, so why bother saying this?"

Pretending to be free and easy, Rong Feng felt even more uncomfortable, his throat was sore and tight, and he was about to shed tears several times, "Little brother, I will definitely keep you safe..."

After Rong Feng finished speaking, he didn't dare to look into Rong Mo's smiling eyes and turned to leave.

Bai Tuanzi glanced at the man drinking tea leisurely. How could he look like he was forcing a smile just now?

It understands, and the host is really good at acting again.

"Master host, what's the use of showing such misery in front of Rongfeng?"

He couldn't cancel the engagement with his host. The little tortoise picked up the tea cup, licked the scented tea with his little tongue, and his eyes lit up, Huh?This thing tastes pretty good.

Rong Mo raised his hand and stroked the little bastard's cold head, his eyes bursting with ambition.

Rong's father was too loyal, his eldest son lost his arm, and his second son died tragically, but he remained loyal to the royal family.

Even when his youngest son was beheaded, he just found out the truth and killed the second prince and put the third prince on the throne.

A violent thing!

He has a heavy army, the emperor is old, the court is in turmoil, and he has a rebellion script in his hand, which has caused misfortune to the family and people.

Just for this reason, he still needs to rack his brains to assist a wise king?

How to help?Choose a child from among the emperor's sons to take care of?Spare him, there are two underage princes, they are all children waiting to be fed.

He didn't know what his character was, and he didn't want to play the game of raising children a second time.

Rongmo lit the table, and the smile on his lips gradually turned cold. Since there was no one available to him, why couldn't he be that wise king?

"Pfft!" Bai Tuanzi choked and beat his chest on the table, "You, you, you, you want to rebel?"

Rongmo traced the lines of the teacup with his fingertips, and a determined smile appeared on his lips, "Why should I bleed to achieve success for outsiders?"

Rong Feng's dissatisfaction with the emperor could be heard in his words. Needless to say, the second brother had already seen the emperor's face clearly when it was a matter of life and death.

The only one who is struggling is Rong's father. This is simple, and if he turns around to act, he can be encouraged to rebel by provoking him.

The old emperor could see that the advantage was in the general's palace, so he deliberately tried every means to suppress it. Why didn't he go along with the old emperor's wishes?

"I don't want to be like the idiot who I was, taking every step to retreat into a dead end." Rong Mo drank the tea boldly, and drank the momentum of strong liquor.

"boom!"

The tea cup fell heavily on the table. Rong Mo wiped away the water stains on the corner of his lips, his eyes were cold, and he killed the enemy with one strike. Not giving the enemy a chance to breathe was Rong Mo's way of survival.

...............

Princess Anping Mansion is located in the bustling area of ​​Beijing. The entire mansion is made of rare golden nanmu.

The plaque is inscribed by the emperor himself, and two mighty and domineering bronze beasts stand at the door.

Needless to say, the princess's palace is full of treasures, and every item is a gift from the emperor. It is not an exaggeration to say that half of the national treasury is here.

"Your Highness, Miss Huang Ying wishes to see you." The maid came in from the palace door and stood outside the screen, lowering her head.

"pass"

A low tone that was not suitable for a woman sounded from the curtain.

The maid didn't find it strange and turned around to invite Huang Ying in.

Huang Ying glanced at the maid, who withdrew knowingly. She faced the hazy figure behind the screen, clenched her sleeves, and knelt down with a clang.

"The young master of the General's Mansion is a promiscuous man. He behaves unethically with a romantic woman in public. My subordinates wanted to eliminate the trouble for the princess, so we made a careful plan."

Huang Ying said so vividly that she almost had to review it and show it to Princess Anping. When she mentioned what made her angry, she added a look of gnashing teeth, "Ying Yi led his subordinates to chase and intercept him. That disciple was so lucky that he hooked up with three people." Prince, our people are fighting with the third prince’s people..."

"Are you here just to spread some nonsense?"

The neither gentle nor serious voice fell on her ears with endless coldness. Huang Ying kept silent and heard her master's displeasure, and pressed her body lower.

She secretly gritted her teeth. She would die sooner or later. She accepted her fate and said concisely, "My subordinate did not do his job well. I let him run away before I could kill him. Please punish me, Your Highness."

There was no response... Huang Ying raised her eyes and peeked at the figure behind the screen.

The low-alcohol male voice asked her with no discernible emotion or anger, "A idiot escaped under the careful arrangements of you and Ying Zhou?"

Huang Ying almost bit her tongue when she heard the word "careful" mentioned deliberately. Wasn't she trying to show that she attached great importance to the task and was attentive to it?

In fact, it's not very thorough... Can you give her a chance to reorganize the language?

"Are there any casualties?"

Huang Ying stopped her strange thoughts and returned: "We killed ten of the enemy and two died..."

"Oh, two died?"

The dead guards carefully selected by the dark pavilion fought with the guards around the unpopular prince in the palace, and two of them died?

"Yes... almost all of them were killed by us..." Huang Ying also wanted to give herself a chance to seek leniency.

"I asked you to fight?"

"No...he went to kill people." Huang Ying shuddered and her head turned. So Ying Yi fought with the third prince's people because of Mao Hui. Didn't he go to kill Rong Mo?

"Where is Yingyi?"

"Back to the princess, Ying Yi is also waiting outside the palace, do you want your subordinate to ask him to come in?"

There was another burst of silence, and invisible pressure fell on Huang Ying. She closed her eyes in despair. It was over. Was her mind confused by Rong Mo Qi? Why couldn't she understand the meaning of her master's words?

People have asked, aren't they asking you to come in just for fun?

She shouted outside the palace: "Master Yingyi is calling you!"

"click"

There seemed to be a sound of something breaking behind the screen.

Ying Yi was wearing a dark robe, kneeling respectfully on the ground and saluting expressionlessly, "Ying Yi has met the master."

"Yes." Anping responded and warned: "I don't want to hear any more nonsense."

Ying Yi glanced at Huang Ying and explained what happened.

"The guards of the general's palace moved too fast and we didn't have time to deal with the dead body."

He paused for a moment and then said: "The dead servants of the Ange, together with the people under the Third Prince, were brought back to the General's Mansion by Rong Feng."

The sound of a needle dropping could be heard in the dormitory, and Ying Yi and Huang Ying did not dare to breathe.

Huang Ying winked at Ying Yi, and Ying Yi hesitated and said, "Master, don't worry, our bodies are very clean and will not be exposed."

The Dark Pavilion is the largest intelligence organization in the Anming Kingdom. Its focus is not on assassinations but on intelligence. Most of them are ordinary spies. In order not to be exposed, most of them are clean and write special symbols to connect with each other.

Only a small number of elite soldiers were trained since childhood to protect the master of the dark pavilion.

So even if the people from the General's Mansion carry him back, they won't see anything.

"Don't take it lightly. Send someone to pay attention to the General's Mansion."

"Yes, I understand."

Princess Anping said again: "If Huang Ying fails to do things well, she will receive the punishment herself."

Huang Ying breathed a sigh of relief. She was thankful that there was no additional punishment. It was the first time she received the punishment so happily.

Before she left, she asked again, "Are you still going to kill me?"