Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

The third prince's eyes have been glued to Rong Mo since he came in. He was waiting for Rong Mo to lead his soldiers to send him to the highest position.

He thought about settling the situation and wanted to grant Rongmo the position of companion.

But what was waiting for him was Rong Mo who took his charges and killed his generals without hesitation.

The scene of drinking and chatting with Rong Mo kept flashing through his mind.

"Three Highnesses, your words are wrong. I am loyal to the Crown Princess and my heart can be judged by the sun and the moon. How can I betray you?"

The words that were neither light nor serious completely broke all the thoughts of the third prince. He laughed angrily, his expression a little distorted.

Those who couldn't figure it out have their answers at this moment.

He was in the wrong place from the start.

The fighting around them continued, and the blood spread to the third prince's feet.

He kept looking at Rong Mo, and more than unwillingness, he was filled with resentment...

Anping was pampered by his father, and now he had Rong Mo helping him. How could he lose to Anping?

Rong Mo looked at the bloodless face. Behind him, where no one else could see, Xiu Jin was pinching the corner of his clothes. Her fingertips brushed against his wrist from time to time, making him feel itchy.

"What exactly did she promise you?"

The third prince's body trembled violently, even if he was defeated, he must be defeated clearly.

He worked hard for Rong Mo to stand by his side, even helping him control the general's mansion. What could Anping give Rong Mo?

Rong Mo looked at the third prince like a fool and said speechlessly: "I was the prince's consort before, and now I am the emperor's husband. The third prince's words are so strange. The princess and I are already husband and wife, so what's the benefit?"

Xiu Jin felt relaxed and happy when he heard these words, and every word was in his heart.

Instead of secretly tugging at the corner of his clothes, his fingertips directly entangled the slender five fingers and interlocked with his ten fingers.

The third prince stared at the two people's intertwined hands, and a maniacal chuckle escaped from his throat for a while.

What a perfect couple. Unexpectedly, the most ambitious one is Anping.

The cold laughter made everyone's hair stand up involuntarily.

Fuyuan Hou slashed the soldier in front of him to death and said sternly: "Don't take these rebellious officials and traitors away yet!"

The third prince's shoulders were held down, forcing him to lower his head. His long hair fell down, and his whole body lost all energy. Even so, he still stared at Rong Mo.

The rebellion of the third prince ended in failure. All the gangsters of the third prince were pulled out. For a time, the court was in turmoil and everyone was in danger.

When Emperor Anming died, Xiu Jin became the only heir to the throne, and the Ministry of Rites immediately prepared for the enthronement ceremony.

Three days later, Xiu Jin's dragon robe was put on him, and he took Rong Mo and sat side by side in a high position to be worshiped by hundreds of officials.

After Xiu Jin ascended the throne, he was not more relaxed than before, but was even busier than before.

Rong Mo didn't fare much better either. He originally thought that when Xiu Jin became emperor, he and Xiu Jin would be able to love each other and become a couple of gods and immortals in this world while he was waiting to go out to quell the war in Yun Kingdom.

As a result, as soon as Xiujin left, he was woken up from the bed by Hongmei, and his eyelids were still very sore.

"My Lady, you should go to Ci'an Palace to pay your respects to the Queen Mother..."

Rong Mo scratched his hair and opened his eyes drowsily, "Excuse me?"

"Yes, now that you are in the middle palace, you must abide by the rules in the palace."

As she spoke, Hongmei wet a towel and helped Rong Mo get up. She noticed Rong Mo's low pressure and comforted her: "Inside the palace is not as good as outside the palace. Your Majesty, you should be patient, so as not to be criticized."

Even if Xiu Jin dotes on the young master, he can't bet on Youyou Zhongkou.

The first male queen in the history of Anming Kingdom, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are looking at his young master.

"understood"

It's reasonable to just say hello. Xiu Jin is busy now, so there is no need to worry about these small things.

After Rong Mo washed up, he took Hongmei and several maids to Ci'an Palace.

"My son, I send my regards to my mother and queen."

This is the first time he has seen the queen of Anming Kingdom up close. Now... she should be called the Queen Mother.

Her appearance in her 30s was not considered to be the most beautiful thing in the world. When she was young, she was also a beautiful beauty. She was dressed majestic and solemn in her gorgeous clothes. Her eyes never left his side from the moment he entered the door.

The Queen Mother was sitting in the first place, looking Rong Mo up and down, with a hint of contempt, and then said: "Since you are in the middle palace, you must set a good example. The palace is not as good as the princess palace, every move is related to the royal face."

Rong Mo was very cooperative, with lowered eyebrows and a humble attitude, "What the mother teaches is for children and ministers to remember."

"It's good that you know." The Queen Mother raised the corner of her lips and glanced at the elderly nanny beside her. "This is the nanny who has been with the Ai family for more than ten years. From today on, Nanny Ning will teach you etiquette. Bar"

"???"

Rong Mo's pupils opened slightly, but he still maintained his saluting posture. He had never been rude before, so why should he learn from it?

He finally figured out that the Queen Mother was coming with bad intentions. When did he offend this old witch?

Bai Tuanzi's voice rang in his mind: "The host, the Queen Mother, went to Xiu Jin. The world line hastily explained that Princess Anping's mother-in-law was killed by the Queen Mother. Emperor Anming left the Queen Mother with nothing to do in her life."

This old witch can't touch Xiu Jin, and now she wants to do something to his host. It's so bad!

Rong Mo understood. If he refused, there would be bad news about Xiu Jin immediately.

The Queen Mother obviously used her status to suppress him, but she didn't expect that he would also experience a palace fight one day.

Rong Mo took a deep breath and endured it for Xiu Jin's sake.

"My son understands"

The Queen Mother smiled with satisfaction and glanced over Rong Mo, "It's getting late, you can go back."

"My son, please retire..."

Rong Mo bowed and left Ci'an Palace, with a nun behind him.

After returning from the Empress Dowager's place, he was forced to learn etiquette and listened to Nanny Ning's endless talk. He was one head and two older.

"Mommy, I am a man. Isn't it a bit difficult for me to walk like a woman?"

Aunt Ning's face stiffened and she frowned, her aged face became more wrinkled, and she said with a stern expression, "My queen, you are the queen first, and then you are yourself."

After that, she added two more books to Rongmo's head, "You must be steady."

Rong Mo's face almost lost its composure. Asking him to walk like a woman in lotus steps was clearly insulting him.

Bai Tuanzi was also very angry. He flew around Ningma and waved his fists, "Do you want me to kill this old woman?"

"Need not"

Rong Mo stabilized his figure and took small steps forward.

The court had just calmed down, and the Queen Mother had been supporting the eldest prince, but the forces behind him had not yet been unleashed. Now was the time to employ people. If he allowed Xiu Jin to confront the Queen Mother, trouble would inevitably arise.

“Just bear with it a little longer”

When Yun Guo sends troops, he won't have to deal with these old women.

At the end of the day, Rong Mo finally realized the difficulties faced by women in ancient times.

He is also a martial arts practitioner, his physical strength is not good, and after walking for a whole day, his feet feel like they are not his own.

"The queen has suffered"

Hongmei felt a little distressed and beat her leg for Rong Mo. The young master had never suffered as much grievances as he did today.

It was already night when Xiu Jin returned to the palace exhausted. He looked up at the courtyard and saw that the person who always came out to greet him had not yet come out.

Just as he was wondering, he saw Hongmei walking out of the hall with a bad look on her face.

"Where's Rong Mo?"

Hongmei was stunned for a moment, then looked at the tall figure not far away and immediately knelt down, "I have seen the emperor, and the empress is resting in the palace."

rest…

Xiu Jin vaguely felt something was wrong. Rong Mo didn't have the habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

Walking into the hall, Rong Mo's back was facing him in the curtain, and his two long legs changed positions from time to time.

It wasn't until he got closer that he looked back at him as if he had just noticed him, and his peach blossom eyes immediately turned into crescents.

"You're back?"

"Um"

Xiu Jin's eyes fell on Rong Mo's legs. Was it his imagination?Rong Mo's leg seems to be injured?

He stretched out his hand towards Rong Mo. The person on the bed quickly sat up, but he still noticed Rong Mo's fleeting embarrassment.

Really hurt?

"Are you not feeling well?"

Xiu Jin bent down and tucked Rong Mo's scattered hair behind her ear.

"No," Rong Mo laughed twice, took Xiu Jin's slightly cold hand, and said coquettishly, "Come up, I miss you."

Obviously there is.

Without exposing Rong Mo, Xiu Jin straightened up and took off his dragon robe, leaving only a wrapper, lifted up the quilt and embraced Rong Mo into his arms.

Normally, Rong Mo would have touched him a long time ago, but now she was leaning in his arms, closing her eyes and sleeping lightly.

Something's wrong, the little guy's reaction is so unusual.

Xiu Jin's fingertips explored Rong Mo's trousers and gently rolled them up without noticing anything was wrong.

The man in his arms moved uncomfortably, took a breath inadvertently, and then maintained his original posture.

Xiu Jin frowned and patted Rong Mo twice, "Mo Mo..."

There was no response. He pulled out his arms little by little, put on his robe, and walked to the window to call for Yingyi.

"What did Rong Mo do today?"

Ying Yi stood quietly outside the window and said, "Back to the master, today the mistress went to Ci'an Palace to pay her respects to the queen mother. The queen mother called a nanny to teach the mistress etiquette..."

Ying told Xiu Jin everything that happened.

When she heard Rong Mo walking around the courtyard all day with a book on his head, Xiu Jin's entire face darkened and her knuckles clenched with force.

"Etiquette?" Xiu Jin sneered. He held it in the palm of his hand and was not willing to give it to his wife who was aggrieved at all and had her train her for a whole day?

There was a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes, and when he touched the huddled figure, he softened again.

With a casual wave of Yingyi, Xiu Jin returned to the couch and bent down, gently rubbing Rong Mo's calf.

The sleeping man let out a cry and put his legs on his hand out of instinct.

Is this comfortable?

The smile spread in Xiu Jin's eyes, and she felt distressed again as she rubbed her. She gently kissed Rong Mo's forehead and murmured softly: "You are usually so disobedient, how come you still endure the bullying?"

The next day

Rong Mo woke up leisurely and moved his hands to the side habitually. Sure enough, the bed had lost its temperature.

He was almost used to the days when he couldn't see Xiu Jin when he opened his eyes.

Feeling a little disappointed, he slowly opened his eyes. The sunlight was a bit dazzling. Rong Mo raised his hand to block it and suddenly woke up.

"hiss"

His legs were even more sore than yesterday. He took a breath and called Hongmei, "What time is it now?"

"It's time"

"???", Rong Mo's eyes widened in surprise, "Why didn't you call me?"

Hongmei opened her lips, remembering Xiu Jin's cold face that morning, "Your Majesty forbids this slave to call you."

Rong Mo lifted up the quilt and stood up, put on his clothes, and muttered: "If he doesn't let you, don't bark. If you miss the greeting now, aren't you afraid that something will happen to those people?"