Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Xiu Jin pinched the porcelain bottle in his hand and licked the corners of his lips. His words of concern were so blunt. The little guy was so boring and needed training in the future.

"I'll remember the kindness of the young master. See you later." After finishing the words, Xiu Jin's figure disappeared from the window.

Rong Mo walked quickly to the window and looked around. Most of the magnolia tree was bald. It must have been destroyed by that person's stepping on it.

Damn it, he slapped the window sill hard, he had to give me a magnolia tree when he said goodbye!

A breeze blew by, bringing with it a chill, lifting Rong Mo's long hair. The place where the man touched was still hot, as if the hot hand was still caressing him.

Rong Mo's face felt hot and he was too busy fighting. Why did the man's skills and tone just now look so much like Xiu Jin?

He couldn't really be his dog-man, could he?

Rong Mo lowered his head, his eyes filled with moisture, and he touched his lower back with trembling fingertips, where there was a wound from Rong's father's kick.

So that’s why the man stopped?

"Ahhh! What did I miss?"

Rong Mo regretted that it was too late and let her husband run away!

Royal Palace

Rong Feng took off his sword and followed the imperial army to the imperial study. On the way, he met an unexpected person.

"Young general Rong, are you here in such a hurry? Do you have any news about the assassination?"

The third prince was followed by two eunuchs, holding their arms and walking away from a distance.

Rongfeng bowed without being humble or arrogant, "General, I have met the Third Highness."

The third prince raised his hand to help the person up, "It just so happens that I have something to do to meet my father. If it's about an assassination, let's go together."

Rong Feng remembered his younger brother's words not to refuse if he met the third prince, and nodded in agreement.

The two walked in tandem. The third prince glanced at Rong Feng's empty left arm, and a smile appeared on his thin lips, "I really thank you young master Rong today."

Rongfeng returned with a distant attitude: "No, it's my honor for my younger brother to protect you."

"Young Master Rong is not as rumored, he has a great general style."

Rong Feng's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, "What does the third prince mean by this?"Are you trying to trick him?

"The third prince is joking. My mother has taught Mo'er since he was a child what the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers is. Your Highness does not need to worry about it."

After a few words, he cleared away his desire to build a relationship. The third prince's smile gradually turned cold. He didn't say anything, but changed the subject and asked, "Major General, can you find out who assassinated me?"

"I just found some clues." Rongfeng was vague and didn't say anything clearly.

The two of them walked silently to the door of the imperial study hall. Manager Li followed a young eunuch and waited outside the hall with Fuchen. When he saw Rong Fengjian said in a thin voice: "General Rong, please go in. Your Majesty, Third Highness, please give way." You wait outside first."

Rongfeng followed General Manager Li into the main hall, and the third prince took the opportunity to glance at the young eunuch behind General Manager Li.

The little eunuch understood, he looked away angrily, and the door of the royal study room was closed tightly.

After a while, Rong Feng walked out of the palace door and saluted the third prince, "Your Highness, please go in. The general will take his leave."

"General Rong, be careful on the road." The third prince nodded slightly and stepped into the imperial study.

Emperor Anming closed his eyes and twisted the jade beads in his hand. His movements were very fast, and it was obvious that he was in a very irritable mood. The third prince pulled off his brocade robe and knelt on the ground, "My son, I pay homage to my father."

As early as the third prince came in, Emperor Anming heard it. He didn't speak. He opened his eyes, rubbed his painful eyebrows, raised his hands, and said, "Get up and talk."

"Thank you, Father"

"What do you think about today's assassination?" Emperor Anming's movement of turning the beads gradually slowed down, and at the same time his emotions were hidden from prying eyes.

The third prince responded calmly, "This man openly committed an assassination in the capital. I suspect it was an enemy country."

He did not say that he suspected the second prince. Once he brought it up, the old emperor would definitely reprimand them for killing each other. It was obvious from the old emperor's irritable mood that he already knew who his assassin was.

There is no need to mention it, he has to say something that the old emperor likes to hear.

Sure enough, the old emperor's expression softened a bit, and the eyes looking at him were not as sharp as before.

"Well, I have left this matter to Rong Feng, so you don't have to worry about it. Okay, you can go down."

The third prince's expression changed slightly, and he understood the situation. He bowed his hands and retreated respectfully.

After leaving the Imperial Study Room, his face completely darkened, the little eunuch next to Manager Li caught up with him while there was no one around.

"This slave has met His Highness the Third Prince"

"Get up, did you see what General Rong gave to my father?"

The little eunuch glanced at it and made sure no one was there before lowering his voice and saying, "I saw something written on the note."

"What word?"

"The word "Ze", the little eunuch thought for a while and then said: "It looks a bit like the second prince's handwriting."

Sure enough it was him!

His father knew this well and asked him to be patient. The third prince clenched his fists, took out a piece of silver and threw it to the young eunuch with an expressionless face.

The little eunuch looked happy and greedily put it into his lapel, "I thank you, Your Highness."

The second prince didn't know that while he was squatting at home, a pot came from the sky.

Emperor Anming did not summon the second prince this time. The emperor's family had no family ties, and the fight between the princes intensified.

The mother of the second prince is the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister. When Emperor Anming succeeded to the throne, the prime minister had the merit of following the dragon. The third prince has the most imperial heart, but he is weak and weak. The eldest prince is kind and has a reckless temperament, so he is not suitable for that position.

Emperor Anming wanted his two sons to quarrel and suppressed the matter.

Rong Feng returned to the General's Mansion and met Rong's father first. He wanted to see his younger brother again tomorrow.

Passing by Zhilan Courtyard, I saw the lights inside were on and stopped.

The door of the small courtyard was open, facing the magnolia tree with fallen flowers on the ground. His little brother was sitting on the window edge, with one leg bent and the other dangling leisurely.

The clothes on his body were a little messy, making the thin man look even thinner.

Rong Mo held a jar of peach blossom wine in his hand and took a sip from time to time while looking at the moon.

Rongfeng stepped into the courtyard unknowingly, staring at the cold and deserted face under the moonlight, feeling sad in his heart.

My brother seems to be troubled.

"It's late at night, don't look outside for too long"

Rong Mo woke up in a start, glanced sideways at the figure at the courtyard door, and smiled lightly, "Brother, is everything going well?"

"What I told you, my little brother, will naturally go well." Rong Feng walked towards the person, took off his outer robe and covered Rong Mo.

Rong Mo was wrapped in his eldest brother's clothes and smiled brightly, "Have you met the third prince?"

"My little brother is so good at knowing things. I met him." Rongfeng leaned against the wall and glanced at the peach blossom wine between his jade fingers. "Is there any more? Give me a jar for my brother?"

Rong Mo opened his eyes slightly, turned around and took a new jar from the table in front of the window, "The wine steward of the General's Mansion has enough."

Rongfeng shook his head and laughed, took it, opened the altar seal, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother, you are not meant to drink peach blossom wine like this." Rong Mo picked up the wine jar and licked his beautiful lips, which were filled with water and the aroma of wine. His face was slightly red, "be careful. Taste it, the peach blossom wine is fragrant and dense. If you drink it in big gulps, it will only be sweet and boring."

Rong Mo said and shook his head regretfully, as if regretting that Rong Feng wasted his wine.

Rongfeng laughed twice and rubbed Rongmo's furry head, "Okay, okay, big brother, taste it carefully."

He raised his hand and imitated Rong Mo and took a sip. The sweet wine left a fragrance in his mouth. The sweetness passed away, leaving only a long aftertaste of bitterness...

Rongfeng was stunned, his smile gradually disappeared. He looked at the wine in his hand, and the person next to him fell softly.

Rong Feng quickly stretched out his hand to stop Rong Mo's falling body.

"Little brother?" Rongfeng called the person leaning on his shoulder.

Her soft little face was rosy, her breathing was shallow, and she smelled of alcohol.

Is this...drunk?

Rong Feng lowered his eyes and sighed softly. My younger brother had expected everything that happened in the palace. Whether it was the speaking skills of the third prince or the emperor, they were all very different.

Such far-sighted people are useless because the general's palace has extinguished its glory.

There was a faint murmur in my ears, "Big brother...Second brother has been...saved."

Rongfeng's heart twitched violently, and the arms around Rongmo's shoulders tightened.

"Little brother...big brother will be your backing from now on"

After covering Rong Mo with the quilt, Rong Feng quietly stepped out. The moment he closed the door, the person sleeping in the room opened his eyes. His clear peach blossom eyes were not drunk, and a hint of dark red lingered in the depths for a long time. .

I was in a bad mood by the window melancholy because I missed the dog man, but I didn't expect that I got an unexpected bonus and acted in a scene by the way.

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"Master, won't you apply any medicine?"

The black bird was holding the medicine bottle and following Xiu Jin. Rong Mo's sudden attack really scared it.

If the owner hadn't been able to hide quickly, the knife would have definitely cut open the owner's neck.

The candlelight reflected Xiu Jin's cold brows and eyes. He sat in front of the case and took the bronze mirror beside him. The cut on his neck was scabbed. The wound was only four to five centimeters, not very deep.

The image of the little guy charging at him with great force was still vivid in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of a soft and delicate person with a strong temper like a tiger.

Blackbird:…………

It really doubts that Xiu Jin has some masochistic tendencies. Shouldn't the filters be so heavy-handed?

"Is Rongfeng back from the palace?"

Blackbird withdrew his contemptuous expression and pretended that nothing happened, "Yes, Rong Mo confuses the public and pretends that the person you sent is the one who assassinated the third prince by the second prince."

Xiu Jin leaned back on the chair, rubbing his fingertips as if he was reminiscing about someone's slender waist under the moonlight, "Looking at Rong Feng, the little guy must have a backup plan."

“Good host“

The blackbird in this small world did not tell Xiu Jin about the relationship with Rong Mo because it found that every time it told Xiu Jin, it would be angered.

In the spirit of saying more, you will make more mistakes, saying less, you will make fewer mistakes, and if you don’t talk about the experience of a good professional person, Blackbird will not talk about it.

Anyway, the love brain of its owner does not prevent him from falling in love with Rong Mo. Why is he stuck in the middle if he is in love on both sides? Isn't he a bird inside and outside?

Cangzhou glanced at the young girl Xiu Jin, who was as pregnant as a child, and suddenly felt that she had done the right thing.

The next day

Xiu Jin got up early and washed himself while the maid arranged his hair.

Among the colorful skirts, Xiu Jin chose an ink-colored bottom skirt with white gauze. The gauze was layered on top of each other, and the hollows reflected the ink color, reflecting the texture of the bamboo as she walked.

It contrasts with the slim and tall figure, which is refreshing and moving.

The maid on the side picked up the veil and hooked it behind Xiu Jin's ear, and the noble and cool Princess Anping stepped onto the carriage.

Lan Li was sitting in the carriage, and she was the only one who dared to stare at Xiu Jin unscrupulously, because Lan Li was a child adopted by his mother before she entered the palace, and was similar to his sister.