Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

"I just said that this kid is in need of discipline, and now he dares to stay in a brothel? Wait until he comes back and see how I deal with him!" Rong's father got more and more angry as he thought about it. He rolled up his sleeves and held a stick in his hand, intending to teach this unruly son a lesson.

The guard outside the door trotted in and said, "Old General, Princess Anping's Mansion sent someone to bring a cart of rewards over, right at the door of the General's Mansion."

Rong's father and Rong's mother looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes. Rong's father threw down his stick, straightened his clothes, and walked out quickly.

The girl in blue jumped out of the carriage with a smile and saluted him respectfully, "Her Royal Highness the Princess personally selected the best tonics in the warehouse and specially ordered the slaves to deliver them to young Master Rong to replenish his health."

Rong's father suspected that he had heard wrongly, and did not answer for a long time. It was Rong's mother who had criticized Rong's father behind his back, and he woke up to thank him. "I thanked the princess on behalf of the dog."

"Old general, don't be polite to the princess. Your Highness and the young master will be one family from now on." Lan Li helped her father up and called two attendants with a smile, "You two, please carry the things into the general's mansion."

The waiter moved back and forth several times before he finished moving the small square boxes.

Rong's father didn't feel relaxed. Instead, his heart was in his throat. Princess Anping and Rong Mo had never been anxious. Why were they so eager to send so many supplements so early in the morning?

Could it be that he knew about Mo'er's hidden illness?

"His Highness also asked the slave to bring a message to the old general. The princess said that General Rong taught his son well, and His Highness was very satisfied. The old general should not criticize the young master harshly."

Lan Li left behind the irrelevant words and stepped onto the carriage.

The old general stood there and scratched his hair, "What does Princess Anping mean? Is it possible that the princess knew about Mo'er going to the brothel?"

Rong's mother also couldn't understand the meaning of the words, and the two of them were worried because of one sentence.

It was already noon when Rong Mo came back, and his mind was filled with confusion as to what happened yesterday.

"How much did I drink?" Rong Mo shouted in his collapsed heart. He remembered that he was only half drunk, and he specifically told Hongmei to take Cuihu and Cuiliu out when they were drunk.

So it's impossible for him to be so drunk that he's unconscious?

He seemed to have had a dream, in which Xiu Jin turned into a woman.

Rong Mo felt guilty for a while and panicked. He was afraid that he would actually marry a girl after drinking and having sex. After all, his waist was really sore now.

My whole body aches, and I don't know if it's the discomfort from a hangover or the exhaustion from the madness.

"Host is great..." Bai Tuanzi watched the whole process and hesitated whether to tell Rong Mo.

"Put it out quickly!" Rong Mo choked in his mind angrily. He was annoyed now!

The little bastard shrank his neck, the host was so cruel... Should he stop talking?

"No, it's nothing. Just have a good rest."

He couldn't stand it anymore as the two of them were tossing around, and was finally forced to hide in the system space.

Back at the General's Mansion, Rong Mo immediately ordered Hongmei to prepare water to wash away the smell of alcohol on his body.

Soaking in the bathtub, Rong Mo lowered his head and looked at his body. It was sour and there were no suspicious marks.

That's good, that's good. I sat down holding on to the steps, squinting and waiting for the exhaustion to fade away. Suddenly, a pool of ink was reflected in the water?

Rong Mo stood up, looked around and saw a few lines of words on his waist and abdomen that were too dizzy to distinguish.

The writing flowed horizontally along the ink and could no longer be seen clearly on the pale skin.

Rong Mo hit the water with his palm, last night was not a dream!He was really lingering on the bed with someone, and that person wrote a sweet poem in his belly?

There was a buzzing in his head, Rong Mo fell into the water, his peach blossom eyes filled with water, it was over, he touched someone else?

After being stunned for a long time, her eyes became hot, and her tears hit the water drop by drop, causing ripples. Rong Mo bit her lip and buried it in her arms, sobbing.

Hongmei heard the sound and called out tentatively: "Young Master?"

"Don't come in!"

Hongmei was stunned for a moment because of Rong Mo's loud voice. The young master rarely loses his temper.

Are you remembering what happened last night?

Hongmei stood guard outside the door with a heavy heart, the maid beside Madam.

Hongluo walked over to this side, "General Rong asked the young master to go see him quickly."

"The young master is taking a bath and will be there later." Hong Mei felt blessed, and she guessed in her mind that the old general was probably angry because the young master had not returned home all night.

Rong Mo came out in despair, without wiping his hair. The water droplets ran down his long hair, wetted his clothes, and stuck to his white skin.

Just one glance at Hongmei lowered her head in fear, her heart throbbed. The young master, who was always smiling, had a pale face, as if he had been struck by something, his eyes were dull and he was unable to walk, and he was weak and weak.

"Young master, do you want the government doctor to come and take a look at your health?"

Rong Mo shook his head numbly, it was useless and he was no longer clean, and no one could clean it.

"The old general sent you to the lobby..." Hongmei paused and reminded: "It's probably because of your visit to the brothel."

Rong Mo nodded, like a puppet being manipulated, and followed Hong Mei to the lobby.

At the head of the table, the old general's face was tense, his eyes piercing him sharply.

Seeing Rong Mo's disheveled appearance, he felt furious and slapped the square table.

"Son, please kneel down!"

In the past, Rong Mo wouldn't have knelt down because he was so rebellious, but now all he could think about was that he was sorry for Xiu Jin, and Rong Mo wished that someone would beat him.

He knelt on the ground with a "Gudong" sound. The sound was so loud that it hurt.

Rong's mother's hands trembled, and she wanted to help her, but she felt that her son had gone too far this time, so she had no choice but to give up. She motioned to the old general with distress, not to be so cruel.

Rong's father pulled Rong's mother aside, "I must let him remember it today! The princess is such a good child, but if he doesn't cherish it, he will just wander around in the flowers."

This sentence sounded in Rong Mo's ears. Xiu Jin was such a good man, but he was lost. His lips shriveled, and Rong Mo's clear tears flowed down. With his slightly drooped eyebrows, he looked weak and sad. .

Rong's father was halfway through his anger. His anger disappeared and he panicked...

Is he so vicious?Scared the child like this?

The invited family members were either useless or useless. Rong's mother was so distressed that she directly blocked Rong Mo's side and cried with Rong Mo.

"If you want to hit me, just hit me. I don't know how to teach my children. It was me who misunderstood Mo'er, and that's why the child was frightened and ran to the brothel. Don't attack the child. Is he right?"

Chen Rong hugged Rong Mo and looked at Rong's father with tears in his eyes. With that attitude, Rong's father became a heinous villain.

"You, you! Just spoil him!" Rong's father's fingers trembled angrily, and his stubborn temper rose. He waved his hand, "Come here, lock Rong Mo into the ancestral hall. Don't give him food today." !"

"Mo'er!" Rong's mother cried even harder as she watched her son being taken away.

Rong's father was determined to teach Rong Mo a lesson, and even though Rong's mother threw herself into his arms, punched and kicked her, she did not let go.

Why did Princess Anping give gifts today if she didn't give them earlier or later?Isn't that just knocking their general's house?

He also said that he was good at teaching his children, but didn’t he know what kind of children he taught?

Praise and kill!A real compliment!

Princess Mansion on the other side

Xiu Jin leaned on the couch and closed her eyes to rest, the young master's charming appearance lingering in her mind.

"Have you delivered what I asked you to send?"

Lan Li nodded, "Delivered."

"Did you bring what you said?"

"Well, I brought it here"

Xiu Jin lowered his eyes and played with the jade pendant on his waist. When he brought it, Old General Rong wouldn't blame the young master, right?

Heartbroken, Xiu Jin stood up to deal with a table of important matters. It was not until it was getting late and the maid came to hold the lamp that she looked out the window at the dim sky.

She didn't know how the young master was doing, whether he was injured or not. After rubbing his eyebrows, Xiu Jin called Ying Yi.

"Has Young Master Rong returned home?"

Yingyi knelt on the ground and replied expressionlessly: "I'm back. Old General Rong was so angry that he imprisoned Young Master Rong in the ancestral hall."

Xiu Jin paused and raised his eyes in shock, "When did it happen?"

"Go back to Master, not long after Young Master Rong came back..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure in front of him flashed, and he was the only one left in the palace.

ancestral hall

Rong Mo sat on the futon in a daze. Bai Tuanzi grabbed two strands of his hair and blinked his mung bean eyes. He was in a dilemma. What should he do? He regretted not telling Rong Mo.

Now is it too late to say that it was actually Xiu Jin last night?

As September approaches, the weather is getting colder, and the wind blowing in through the windows is bitingly cold.

The hair scattered on the back of her head has dried and hangs messily around her sides, wrapped around her clothes. Rong Mo's face is pale and the tears have not yet dried, and the ends of her eyes and the tip of her nose are slightly red from crying.

He huddled in the corner, surrounded by darkness. The moonlight shone in through the window, and he could barely see his huddled figure.

There was a slight sound coming from the window, but Rong Mo didn't look up, staring at his toes in a daze.

Xiu Jin sneaked into the general's mansion quietly, ran towards the ancestral hall in the backyard, and jumped into the window softly.

The huddled figure in the darkness burned his eyes.My heart was grabbed by invisible hands.

Xiu Jin moved his lips, slowed down, came to Rong Mo's side, knelt down and brushed away the hair that was scattered in front of his eyes. He saw a pair of extremely aggrieved eyes.

His fingertips paused slightly, and his heart felt a slight pain. He looked at the person up and down, but he didn't see any injuries.

There is no avoiding...

"What wronged you, young master?" Xiu Jin's eyes softened into a puddle of water, he reached out to touch his slightly cold face and asked in a low voice.

Rong Mo said nothing and stared at Xiu Jin blankly.

Seeing that the person did not dodge, but just looked straight at her, Xiu Jin hesitated for a moment and hugged Rong Mo into his arms.

The hot body temperature wrapped around the cold body, instantly dispelling the chill. Rong Mo shrank uneasily, and his voice choked several times, "I...I'm not clean anymore."

"..."

Xiu Jin paused and his eyes darkened. Is the young master feeling aggrieved because of what happened last night?Judging from the look on Rong Mo's face, he couldn't remember who he was with yesterday.

Then...does he want to say it?If Rong Mo told him, would he follow him?

There was a dampness in his chest. Xiu Jin looked down and saw the pale man sobbing like a little animal in his arms.

"Don't cry, I'm sorry." Xiu Jin was so panicked that she ignored the messy thoughts in her head and held up Rong Mo's face. The sparkling stars in the depths of the young master's eyes disappeared, replaced by tears that kept pouring out.