Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Rong Mo sat in the dark with a gloomy look on his face. He smiled a cold smile for a while, and Blackbird, who was secretly observing in the dark, got goosebumps.

I told you not to come today and you came here instead. You are going to fall off your horse.

Hei Niao's worry was purely unnecessary. Rong Mo would not have thought of Xiu Jin disguising himself as a woman. It was either unexpected or he simply did not dare to think about it.

Besides Xiu Jin's stature, only a fool would believe him if he went out and said he was a woman.

Rong Mo never expected that the emperor would take the lead in writing the letter... so that no one in the civil or military circles of the dynasty doubted Xiu Jin's identity.

The next day, Xiu Jin woke up from the cold hard floor, and the young master was nowhere to be seen in the curtains.

He was confused for a moment, not caring how he ran to the ground, and hurriedly got up to look for it.

After searching the entire dormitory, Rong Mo was nowhere to be seen.

Most of Xiujin's wrapping clothes were spread out, revealing the smooth texture. This was done by Rong Mo at night. Later, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became and he kicked the person to the ground.

Perhaps because she was with Rong Mo, Xiu Jin was unprepared and fell to the ground without waking up and slept until dawn.

At this moment, her head felt dizzy. Xiu Jin pressed her temples and said in an unusually low voice from just sleeping, "Come out."

Cang Zhou reluctantly flew out of the system space, "Master...what are your orders?"

"Where are people?"

"..." Cang Zhou glanced at the closed window, "Rong Mo was called away by the old general early in the morning, and he locked the doors and windows before leaving."

Xiu Jin raised his eyebrows and looked around, only to realize that all his clothes were gone.

Ever since he had a private meeting with the young master every night, there was no one to serve him in Rong Mo's room, and the only one who could take his clothes was Rong Mo.

An unrealistic idea came to Xiu Jin's mind. How does this look like the young master imprisoned him?

Blackbird looked at Xiu Jin who was standing in front of the window with a subtle expression, and reminded in a low voice: "Master, you came in a hurry last night and didn't wipe off your lipstick."

Xiu Jin's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked for a bronze mirror. Sure enough, there was still a hint of beauty on his lips. His heart skipped a beat. He raised his eyes and glanced at the black bird coldly, "Why did you tell me?"

"..." The black bird was speechless. It was so dark at night and it didn't have any special habits. Why was it staring at people's lips?

Only Rong Mo, a guy with an abnormal brain circuit, would look at someone's mouth with his face close to his face in the middle of the night.

"I'm sorry, Master..." Blackbird sadly took the blame on himself.

Rong Mo was called to the study by the old general early in the morning and told him repeatedly that since he was punished for getting sick last time, Rong's mother had given Rong's father a good education, and now his father's status in the family had been reduced to the lowest.

So there was Uncle Rong Mo slumped in his chair, crossing his legs and shaking the tea cup in his hand, while his father's eyes were wide open, blowing his beard and staring in anger, not daring to curse.

"I think you are almost in good health. You will go out with your mother tomorrow to buy some things."

He didn't dare to say that half a month would be the wedding date for Rong Mo and the princess, because he was really afraid that this little ancestor would cause trouble again.

In the brothel incident this time, it was probably Princess Anping who stepped forward to appease Emperor Anming. How could a child like this fall in love with such a disgusting thing from his family?

Rong Mo turned the tea cup in his hand and made a clanking sound on the table. He looked carefree like a romantic young man, "Why don't you let the attendants buy things? I can only visit brothels and I can't buy anything."

Rong's father squeezed the tea cup in his hand and tried his best not to throw the cup on Rong Mo's head.

"Aren't you used to pleasing women?"

Before he finished speaking, his son's eyes lit up and he looked like a gangster, "Tell me earlier, which young lady did dad want me to pick out a gift for?"

"..."

The veins on Rong's forehead visibly jumped, and a ridiculous sound stuck in his throat, making him swallow it back alive.

Don't be angry, don't be angry, no matter what, he is still his biological son.

Father Rong was very good at self-regulation and forced himself to smile kindly: "Yes, I want you to buy some jewelry."

"Oh~", Rong Mo understood clearly and showed a smile that could see everything: "So, Your Majesty granted you the marriage?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Rong's father was shocked, covered his mouth, and let the words slip.

"The blood sesame seeds were delivered together that day?"

Father Rong blinked and looked at his son seriously, "Did you hear that that day?"

"No," Rong Mo shook his head, "What dad said was full of loopholes."

How could the emperor's marriage be silent in the palace? It could only be that he didn't hear it because he was drunk that day.

Rong Mo's words were full of disgust, and Rong's father blushed. He couldn't understand how a martial artist in their family could give birth to a fox-like Rong Mo.

"I'm telling you, in the past half month, except for going out with your mother to buy things, you have to stay at home and stay with me for the rest of the time! You can't go anywhere!"

"No." Rong Mo said NO boldly, holding his chin.

Father Rong frowned, "How dare you talk back to me?"

He pointed at Rong Mo, and before he said anything harsh, the young man in front of him pulled his neck and shouted, his pretty face turned red, "Mom! Dad wants to punish me."

Immediately, Rong Mu's roar came from the hall, "Rong Lao Hei! Mo'er's body is just right, I think you dare?"

Rong's father shrank his neck and stared at Rong Mo with gritted teeth.

"Hehe", Rong Mo shrugged without any panic, "Dad, you know I can't sit around at home, I promise you, how about not going to a brothel?"

"You're not allowed to go to gambling houses either!"

Rong Mo nodded, "Okay, okay, don't bet, don't bet."

It's strange, what a good way to make money, how could he miss it, put on a disguise and make a fortune, he is a person who wants to do big things, and he can't do it without money.

Rong's father didn't know the properties of Rong Mo's pit, so he believed it and even took out the money bag from his waist and threw it to Rong Mo.

Rong Mo raised his hand to catch it. There were not only silver ingots but also two land deeds inside.

"I've left two shops in the North City to you to take care of. You will be responsible for the blessings and misfortunes in the Princess Mansion. Dad knows you are smart..."

Rong's father opened his mouth and glanced at Rong Mo complicatedly. His old-fashioned face almost stopped tightening for a moment.

The consort is not allowed to enter the officialdom, and his youngest son has no chance to be in the court for the rest of his life. He has nowhere to display his talents. If the princess is not easy to get along with, she may suffer a bitter fruit in the future.

Thinking of this, Zong's father felt guilty and blamed himself for not being able to protect his youngest son.

Rong Mo weighed his money bag and stood up with a playful smile, "I can't tell, Dad, you are quite talented."

The muscles on Rong's father's face twitched in anger, and the depression just now was gone. He couldn't help but throw the teacup out, "Go, go, go!"

Rong Mo grabbed the money bag and ran away.

The income of the two shops in Beicheng is very optimistic, and Rong's father really loves his son Yuanshen.

It's a pity that the emperor must be watching, the money can go into his pocket but he can't spend it as he wants.

"Why not? The old emperor doesn't restrict what you can buy." Bai Tuanzi has been lying not far away, seeing Rong Mo's malicious smile, which is typical of getting an advantage and being nice.

"I want to station troops, will he let me go?"

Bai Tuanzi's mouth twitched, Rong Mo really dared to think, "You can just ask the old emperor to pass the throne to you."

"You are right. We will visit the palace another day and night to discuss it with my future father-in-law."

Bai Tuanzi:…………

When Rong Mo returned to the room, Xiu Jin had already left. There was a note pressed with a tea cup on the table. There were several big and powerful words: There are important things at hand. Leave first. Don't read it, young master.

"Haha", Rong Mo sneered, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it out angrily.

You Xiujin, you can run without any clothes on. Are you afraid that I will ask you something?

If you have the guts, don't come see me!

Xiu Jin sneezed when he returned to the Princess Mansion, and Lan Li quickly bought him a new cup of tea.

"Princess, please drink tea and warm yourself up. Next time you are in a hurry, you must put on your clothes before going out."

Xiu Jin glanced at Lan Li with a dark face, saying, "If you have nothing to do, go and help Huang Ying. Don't let her be stupid and embarrassed all day long."

"..."

It's really hard for subordinates to do this these days. Lan Li pursed her lips, waved her sleeves and walked out of Xiujin's room.

Blackbird finally felt a little more balanced. It turned out to be so satisfying to see someone else taking the blame.

…………

September of the third year of Jiahe

When Princess Anping got married, she was as powerful as the princes. Emperor Anming gave her a thousand taels of gold and countless treasures, showing her respect and favor. All civil and military officials came to congratulate her.

The Rong family had made great contributions to the Anming Kingdom and won the hearts of the people. The people stood on both sides of the street, watching the outstanding figure riding a white horse in front of the wedding procession.

I feel sad that my son has just grown up.

Today, the young master of the General's Mansion is extremely dazzling. His bright red wedding dress sets off his pale skin, which is as white as snow. His hair that is usually hung casually behind his head is raised up by a jade crown.

There is always a faint smile hanging on the corner of his lips, and his charming peach blossom eyes are full of smiles. He is a high-spirited young man in the dreams of countless girls.

It's a pity that Young Master Rong no longer belongs to them from today on.

The wedding team walked all the way to the princess's mansion. Princess Anping walked out of the mansion wearing a hijab and holding up her skirt. Rong Mo was the consort and wanted to stay in the princess's mansion. The wedding ceremony was also held in the princess's mansion. He only needed to take the princess around the city for a week. Show the world.

Princess Mansion Main Hall

Emperor Anming sat at the head of the table, looking at the two people in the palace, stroking his beard and smiling with wrinkles on his face.Civil and military officials sat on both sides, and everyone around Rong Mo was shocked.

Who is Princess Anping whom the young master He Rong worships?

They have never seen Princess Anping's appearance, and they also know that Princess Anping's stature is unique among a group of princes, but the woman in front of them is not as tall as the young master of the Rong family.

For a moment, everyone looked at Rong's father with subtle expressions. The position of the Prince Consort sounded like he was a relative of the emperor. In fact, no official son wanted to be the Prince Consort.

Leaving aside the fact that she is not allowed to be an official, the princess has a distinguished status and a relatively arrogant temperament. Once she became the consort, she would have to look at the princess's face every day.

Emperor Anming obviously also knew that the person in the palace was not his daughter.

These are not important. What he values ​​​​is the ability of the General Mansion to protect Anping. He would really feel uncomfortable if his good daughter married Rong Mo Baitang.

The emperor was delighted, and the civil and military officials naturally did not dare to say anything, so everyone pretended to be stupid.

Princess Mansion Backyard

It was not convenient for Rong Mo to fly up and down the wall in his wedding clothes. The hair crown on his head had been thrown away by him, leaving only a silver hairpin to tie up his hair to prevent it from completely spreading.

He held a bottle of peach blossom wine in his hand, picked a branch from a distance and drank the wine leisurely.

As for the one who went to the church, of course he was a puppet. Agreeing to an agreement to get married was already the limit. He really couldn't accept the marriage ceremony with someone other than Xiu Jin.