Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

next morning

Xiu Jin moved his numb arms. The person in his arms was sleeping deeply. He pulled out his arms and rubbed the lightly clustered eyebrows with his fingertips.

"Princess"

Lan Li was holding a piece of letter paper in her hand outside the screen.

Xiu Jin glanced at Lan Li, put on her robe and came to the main hall.

"A letter from the princess and the general's residence. Mrs. Rong is ill and asks her husband to return to the residence."

Xiu Jin glanced at it, put the letter under the tea cup and waved for Lan Li to go down.

Rong Mo slept until noon, then slowly woke up, his brain was in chaos accompanied by an unbearable buzzing.

He hissed and grinned his lower lip. Not only did his head hurt, but the corners of his mouth also hurt.

Damn it, Rong Mo cursed secretly and touched the corner of his lips, a crazy picture emerged in his mind.

Stunned on the bed.

What did he do yesterday?

"Want to try 39° love~", the little tortoise flicked his handkerchief and patted him on the face.

Ahhh! !

Rong Mo held his head and shouted silently, his face flushed. He didn't feel anything while doing it. The stamina was so great.

Xiu Jin looked at the person in the curtain who was polishing her hair, couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, and then picked up a small jar of ointment on the table.

"Ahem, are you awake?"

"..." Rong Mo covered his face and threw himself into the quilt to play like an ostrich.

It's a shame and destroy it!

"Come, let me see your injury"

"I'm not hurt!" Rong Mo covered his ears not wanting to hear Xiu Jin's seductive chuckle.

"Your mother sent you a message"

Xiu Jin had no choice but to lure Rong Mo with the task he was most looking forward to.

Sure enough, there was a small lump on the bed, stretched out his paw, "Give it to me"

Xiu Jin put the ointment on Rong Mo's palm in a playful manner.

The cold touch was like a hot potato. Rong Mo threw the ointment out shyly and glared at Xiu Jin with a bulging face, "I'm talking about the letter!"

"Oh...you didn't explain clearly"

"Stop pretending to be stupid for me"

Xiu Jin rubbed Rong Mo's head, picked up the letter from the table and handed it to Rong Mo.

"Go away, don't block the light here"

As long as he sees Xiu Jin, he can remember what he did yesterday.

Afraid of offending Rong Mo, Xiu Jin cooperated and sat on the Taishi chair not far away.

"Humph"

Rong Mo hummed, lowered his head and spread out the letter, his eyes quickly passing by.

Become!

The Rong family has determined that the emperor was responsible for the assassination last night.

Bai Tuanzi looked at the contents of the letter and tilted his head, "Will your father rebel like this?"

"No, Rong Guang just doesn't want his son to be involved. He doesn't support any prince, which shows his sincerity towards the emperor."

As long as the emperor is not dead, it will be difficult for Rong's father to die. When Rong's father raises an army, there is no hope. .

"Also, what is rebellion? Can you speak?"

His name is Assistant Mingjun, how can you use such an unpleasant word to describe him?

There was a drop of sweat on Bai Tuanzi's forehead, "You are right."

Rong Mo hummed, "Let's go back to the general's mansion."

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

Rong's mother sent the letter but received no response. It was not until noon that the maid hurriedly reported back, "Madam, the young master is back."

Several people in the lobby looked happy and went out to greet him.

Seeing Rong Mo, Rong's mother cried with joy and held on to her hand, "Mo'er, how are you doing lately?"

"The child is very good, but my father, mother and brothers are worried."

Rong Mo's eyebrows were downcast, and his small face was endearing.

Rong Feng also had a lot to say to his younger brother. When he saw the tip of Rong Mo's nose that was red from the cold, he reminded Rong's mother, "Mom, Mo'er is weak, let's go in and talk."

"Yes, yes, look at my memory, come in quickly. Mo Yan stayed out for too long."

Rong Mo nodded and followed Rong's mother obediently. Rong's family loved him very much, and Rong Mo was not one to retaliate for kindness.

He couldn't repay his father and mother's feelings like his original self. Saving their lives would be considered worthy of the care he gave them all these days.

Rong's mother kept asking questions about Rong Mo, but Rong's father rarely interrupted and hesitated to speak.

"Little brother, you have to be careful in the princess's mansion. Someone entered the general's mansion yesterday to assassinate him. It is very likely that he was someone sent by the Holy Emperor."

Rong Feng showed a hint of resentment when he spoke. Although it disappeared quickly, it was still captured by Rong Mo.

He fought on the battlefield for Emperor Anming and became disabled. Now the masters he protects hang the knife on their necks.

More chilling than unwilling.

Rong Mo didn't speak for a long time. Rong's father hesitated for a while and sighed softly, "If you can, get along well with Princess Anping. When the general's mansion is in danger, she can protect your life."

Rong Mo's fingertips trembled. Rong's father did not ask Anping to protect the General's Mansion, but just hoped to protect his life?

"This is father's love." Bai Tuanzi took the opportunity to educate Rong Mo on love.

"This is really stupid. Don't use what is available."

Rong Mo didn't understand that the decision he made was more rational.

If it weren't for the fact that Rong's father and Rong's mother were not hostile to him, his original plan was to kill Rong Feng, which would save a lot of trouble before killing Rong's father.

Just like now, he doesn't need to bother making such a trip at all.

"People who are important to you cannot be rational, your host is too big." Bai Tuanzi raised his head and looked into Rong Mo's crystal eyes.

It's still silent, Mingming's smile is like a spring breeze, so warm, but the deeper you go, the colder and lonely it becomes.

"The emperor is old and the prince is seizing the throne. It is a time of great suspicion. Has father thought about withdrawing from the court?" Rong Mo still asked tentatively.

"My father is a man of steel. He has been born for the battlefield since he was a child. He vowed to devote himself to Anming and fight to the last drop of his blood."

When Rong's father spoke these words, he was still full of pride. He was not afraid of death, nor was he afraid of the emperor's suspicion. He was guarding the country and the people.

He was only afraid that he would not die on the battlefield, and that he would die in vain.

"..."

Rong Mo said no more and raised his eyes to look at Rong Feng, "I will take good care of my parents, brother, don't worry."

Rong Feng twitched the corners of his lips and rubbed Rong Mo's head with his rough hands, "I feel relieved when you and my second brother are with my mother."

Rong's mother wanted to keep Rong Mo to eat at the general's mansion, but Rong Mo refused because she was summoned by the princess, so she had to send her all the way.

When leaving, Rong Mo raised a smile and patted Rong's mother on the back of her hand.

Backyard of the General's Mansion

Rongfeng held his sword, pulled his horse among the horses, and planned to go to the military camp to train troops.

Riding across the street, he pushed open the window of the tea house with one bare hand.

"Tuanzi keeps an eye on the people around Rongfeng"

"Yes, the host is big"

Evening

The setting sun was like blood, and the sound of regular tapping in the military camp lingered for a long time.

Rong Feng and the deputy general planned the escort route in the camp until the crescent moon hung high in the sky. Rong Feng pressed the pain between his eyebrows.

"We will practice again tomorrow. You all can go down."

"It's the Major General." The lieutenant held his armor and retreated respectfully.

On the way back, he vaguely heard a slight sound behind him, and his pace gradually slowed down.

Holding the saber tightly in his hand, when passing by an alley, he drew the saber and slashed backwards.

When he turned around, he saw a face that he had never dreamed of.

"Young Master Rong?"

Standing at the entrance of the alley against the moonlight, the man dressed in white clothes with fairy-like appearance and jade is not the most beloved younger brother of their young general, Young Master Rong.

"Why is it you?" The deputy general took back his saber and was unprepared.

The person in front of him didn't move. He thought he had frightened Rong Mo by drawing the sword just now. He bowed down respectfully and said, "I am the deputy general of the young general, Zhou Fu. I have met young master Rong Mo."

Still no response, the cold wind brushed his cheek, and he maintained this posture for a long time.

Finally he saw a pair of gold brocade boots. He slowly raised his head, and Zhou Fu's pupils trembled violently. Under the moonlight, his strange red eyes were bright and dangerous, like a demon causing trouble to the world, charming the mind.

Rong Mo raised his fingers to make a silent gesture, and Zhou Fu was horrified to find that he could no longer make a sound.

It felt like my throat was being pinched by invisible hands, and I couldn't make any sound.

"Rongfeng was assassinated while escorting"

Ghostly whispers penetrated into his ears and kept lingering on the side of his ears. Zhou Fu's head was dizzy, his expression gradually became dull, and he kept repeating, "Rong Feng was assassinated during the escort..."

three days later

The personnel to escort the princess have been decided, and the second prince will accompany them.

The second prince in Jiaxi Palace was so happy that he received the decree from ear to ear.

No matter how the third prince calculated, this job still fell on him.

The eldest prince is assigned to southern Xinjiang. As long as he doesn't make a mistake in this matter, he will definitely be the best candidate for the throne when he comes back!

The second prince grabbed the imperial edict, pulled on his robe, and sat on the chair with the momentum of a dragon's chair.

Ever since Xiu Jin dug a hole for the third prince in front of Emperor Anming, the third prince has been deliberately suppressed by Emperor Anming.

He hinted several times that he would not get too close to Rong Mo.

There have been invisible dark clouds hanging over the third prince's house these days, and everyone knows that the third prince is in a bad mood.

He just became friends with Rong Mo, but he ended up back to the original point. He couldn't see Rong Mo and couldn't judge Rong Mo's attitude towards him.

Seeing that the wedding day of the fourth princess was approaching, he decided to take a desperate risk and contact Rong Mo.

He had to think of getting rid of Rong Feng and creating an opportunity for Rong Mo. If he didn't let the other party know who did it, wouldn't it be a pity to win over Rong Mo?

That night Rong Mo ate a note from the bun.

He took out the note and spread it out. On it was the note written by the third prince: During the Youshi period, a story about Ruyifang

Rong Mo smiled and slapped Xiu Jin in front of him, "Isn't this the evidence for winning over the courtiers?"

Xiu Jin glanced at the note and slowed down his chewing movements. The third prince's hands were quite long and he could get people into his princess' mansion.

Putting down her chopsticks, Xiu Jin said in a deep voice: "Lan Li, put it away and check the people in the kitchen. Don't scare the snake."

"Yes, princess." Lan Li carefully put the note away and immediately sent someone to investigate secretly.

"You want to go to the appointment?" Xiu Jin looked at Rong Mo and asked.

Rong Mo picked up another bun and took a bite, saying vaguely: "Of course, people can't sit still, so naturally I can't let him down."

Xiu Jin raised his eyebrows. He didn't want Rong Mo to go. The way the third prince looked at Rong Mo made him want to punch the third prince's eyes.

"I'll go with you"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?"

What is your identity?Rong Mo wiped his mouth and said, "I'll be back soon."

Xiu Jin remained silent, pursed her lips and said, "Yingyi"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man wrapped up tightly appeared in the room.

This was the first time Rong Mo had met this person, but he was no stranger to him.

"You are the little leader who assassinated the third prince last time."

The shadow was expressionless, as motionless as a piece of wood.

"Let him follow you"