Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

Rong Youtang didn't hear what King Qing Qing said, he still didn't give up, he searched inch by inch around the bathtub, and muttered anxiously: "Where did it fall, how can I say that it's gone if you don't see it!"

Zhao Zeyong smiled helplessly, and comforted him: "If you really lose it, I will give you a better jade pendant later."

"No matter how beautiful the jade is, it can't compare to the one I've been wearing for five or six years!"

Rong Youtang sighed deeply, feeling extremely distressed, and lamented: "I lost it, and I feel uncomfortable all over. It was the annual gift you gave me when I first met. It is very precious. Even if it is carved exactly the same, it will be lacking in the end." Play with the charm of many years."

Hearing this, Zhao Zeyong was immediately relieved physically and mentally. He approached and hugged the frowning person, and promised solemnly: "Don't worry, I will ask the housekeeper to send someone to look for it in the carriage later!"

"Maybe... fell in the Imperial Garden?" Rong Youtang speculated seriously.

"Even if it falls in the Qianming Palace and is picked up by the emperor, it doesn't matter." Zhao Zeyong calmly explained, "As a gift for the New Year, there are tens of thousands of swords and jade pendants every moment, which is really common. The item is not unique to Prince Qing's Mansion. Besides, you didn't leave any words on it, and you don't have any personal imprint, so don't worry about it."

"That's true." Rong Youtang breathed a sigh of relief, and said anxiously: "But it's suddenly lost, I really can't accept it, alas."

"I understand what you mean." Zhao Zeyong said solemnly: "But as the saying goes, 'clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as old', rather than missing the jade pendant, Mr. Xiaorong should care more about the jade giver."

"You—" Because the other party was too open, Rong Youtang couldn't help laughing, and said happily, "Your Highness is right."

"It's very humid here, put on your shoes soon, go back to your room to rest." Zhao Zeyong urged.

"Ok."

After a while, the two of them walked to the entrance of the corridor, and Rong Youtang naturally turned to the right, and walked to the wing room where he used to live.

Zhao Zeyong stretched out his hand without saying a word, and abruptly pushed him away, and walked towards his own private courtyard, saying: "This king has a few words to discuss with you."

"Ah? Oh." Rong Youtang didn't think much about it yet, while enduring the heat and discomfort, while immersed in the speculation and regret of the loss of the jade pendant, he sighed secretly.It wasn't until he stepped into King Qing's bedroom and the latter closed the door behind his back that he came back to his senses, tightened his cloak, looked left and right, and asked slowly:

"Your Highness, it's so late, do you have anything urgent to discuss with me?"

"You come."

Zhao Zeyong stepped into the room by himself.

Rong Youtang thought for a while, and followed hesitantly.

next moment

"!" Suddenly the world spun, and the defenseless Rong Youtang was picked up and fell into the warm bed. He was dizzy for a few breaths, sat up with a grunt, and saw King Qing opened the hidden compartment at the head of the bed and took an unknown small When something came out, he suddenly became nervous and asked, "Your Highness, what is that?"

Zhao Zeyong put the white porcelain vase by his pillow, his eyes were piercing, his voice was low and hoarse, and he said with emotion: "In the two years since we first met, you were only sixteen or seventeen years old. You are timid and ignorant, and you run away as soon as you touch it. It's pitiful to see you." of."

"Who's timid?" Rong Youtang retorted forcefully, his intuition was not good, and his whole body tensed up.

"Me." Zhao Zeyong sighed, and said helplessly, "I used to think that you were young and your body was not fully developed, so I couldn't bear to make you cry."

Rong Youtang's heart beat like a drum, and he stared intently at the opponent's eyes.

"Now you have grown up." Zhao Zeyong slowly took off his clothes, leaned over, kissed the other person's forehead lovingly, and coaxed: "Try once, okay? If you feel uncomfortable, you can stop at any time."

Rong Youtang, who had not subsided from the medicine, fell into extreme embarrassment, and thought to himself: Your Highness is strict and self-disciplined, and there is no Yingying Yanyan around me. I have stayed in Xizhou for three years and returned to Beijing. If I still refuse, it would be too much...

"Don't be afraid, just give it a try, will this king hurt you?"

Rong Youtang shook his head subconsciously, his trust in King Qing went deep into his bones.

In the middle of the night in winter, everything was silent. In the bed, the two whispered and discussed for a long time, and then the strange movement rang out in the middle of the night, and it was not until the eve of dawn that they returned to calm.

next morning

The candle is about to burn out, and the big candlelight is lazily supported, and the room is dark and gloomy.

Zhao Zeyong had been in the army for a long time and was used to getting up early, so he sat up lightly, silently watching Rong Youtang who was sleeping, his eyes were full of doting smiles, and after a while, he bowed his head and kissed his cheek, satisfied.

Before entering the palace full of energy, he did not forget to tell the housekeeper to take good care of Mrs. Xiaorong, who is "recovering from illness".

an hour later

Imperial Palace·Zhaixing Building

"Fourth brother, the wind here is too strong, it's not good for your body." Zhao Zeyong leaned on the railing and looked at the sky, overlooking the large palace, turned his head and said with concern: "You'd better come up when it's warmer, the Longevity Festival is coming, don't freeze caught."

"Thank you, third brother, for your concern." King Rui dressed lightly, his face was pale, and his deep thoughts were hidden in his heart, and he explained gently: "I have a sense of proportion, and I will never toss my body. It's just that I want to be quiet and quiet for a while, but Royal Father There is an oral order, telling me to leave the palace and return to the mansion after the Longevity Festival, so I came here to sit for a while."

Zhao Zeyong turned around, leaned his back against the railing, looked around vigilantly, and sighed solemnly: "It's fortunate that you were here last night, otherwise I really don't know how it will end!"

King Rui also subconsciously glanced around, approached his elder brother, and said with a smile: "He is very smart and courageous, he dragged a team of imperial troops and ran for half of the imperial garden, even without me, he would have escaped safely."

"Where, he still has a lot of shortcomings." Zhao Zeyong criticized, but his tone couldn't hide his intimacy and appreciation.After a pause, he asked sternly, "Is San Huangmei okay? How did she become? I haven't visited yet."

King Rui's expression darkened immediately, and he answered with a frown: "After you left last night, I found a reason and sent someone to escort her back to Qixia Palace, and asked the imperial doctor to prescribe soothing soup. It’s too inappropriate to re-learn!”

"Did she explain anything to you?" Zhao Zeyong asked carefully.

King Rui shook his head, very dissatisfied, and told helplessly: "She blamed all the crimes on the maids, and kept crying that 'Diao Nu's intentions are sinister', without any sincere introspection, considering her boudoir's reputation, and I am an elder brother, some words are not right. It is convenient to teach, so I can only send her back quickly. Third brother, what do you think should be done?"

How could a self-respecting, self-loving, determined lady dare to take the risk of having a private meeting with a foreign man?

"Yiqi is already a big girl, she was first taught by Wang Zhaoyi, and then she was taken care of by Concubine Zhuang, plus the nanny and nanny, what else does she not understand?" Zhao Zeyong said solemnly, "Unless the mastermind behind the scenes Put a Gu on her to obey her words, otherwise, everything is voluntary."

"No!" King Rui resolutely dismissed.

"What?" Zhao Zeyong didn't react for a while.

King Rui gazed at the clouds in the sky, without squinting, and said earnestly: "Song Shen is the head of Nanxuanwu. Driven, but not forever controlled, for the human heart is the most fickle."

"He made a lot of sense." Zhao Zeyong readily agreed, then changed his voice and commented calmly:

"So, Sanhuangmei really made a mistake in confusion."

King Rui pointed out bluntly: "She seems to fall in love with Rong Youtang."

"Absolutely not!"

Zhao Zeyong categorically vetoed it, with a cold face, he said forcefully: "He is the servant of the household department who is highly valued by the father and emperor. Even if he is not, he will not be a princess!"

King Rui nodded slowly, with mixed feelings in his heart, he asked secretly: "Have you discussed it?"

"It was agreed early in the morning." Zhao Zeyong said frankly.

"Then..." King Rui restrained his envy, thought for a while, and hinted euphemistically: "I am a jar of medicine for sick seedlings. I rely on my father's love and care, so I can rest in peace. The third brother has both intelligence and courage. He has always had a big heart. I heard from the concubine mother that the concubine seems to be planning to arrange your marriage for you."

"You are intelligent and wise by nature, don't underestimate yourself, take good care of your body, and when the limelight passes, I will send Song Shen back to Beijing to take care of you." Zhao Zeyong proposed.

"Don't!" King Rui immediately refused, and earnestly dissuaded him: "I failed to knock you down with the poisoning case at the beginning. Brother Dahuang was gloomy for a while, and when we met and talked, he accused me of being partial with a stick. Song Shen returns to Beijing to avoid further trouble."

"Wait and see, there will always be a way. He has excellent medical skills and is reliable. Even his father is full of praise. When the case happened, he deliberately spared him, otherwise he would be beheaded early in the morning." Zhao Zeyong smiled, followed by a smile She faded away, and said lightly: "As for my marriage, I don't need to be a noble concubine, but the third sister needs her help in her life."

"A person who only cares about profit has a cold heart." King Rui bowed his head, flicked the falling snow on the railing with his fingers, and reminded softly: "The maid who instigated the third sister was ordered to be executed by the imperial concubine on the charge of 'incompetent service', but I guess she won't let it go. Third brother, be careful."

Zhao Zeyong felt warm in his heart, patted his younger brother on the shoulder, and said gratefully, "Thank you!"

"Between brothers, why bother to thank you? I admire your integrity and responsibility, but it's a pity that I can't help you much."

Zhao Zeyong's eyes were gentle, he always took care of his sick and weak brother, and patiently comforted him: "You have helped me a lot! Let's go, let's greet the emperor first, and then visit the third sister to relieve your boredom."

King Rui didn't want to disobey his brother's kindness, so he cheered up and nodded: "Okay."

not long

The two brothers were allowed to enter the Qianming Palace, facing their father, and bowed down solemnly:

"My son pays respects to Father Emperor."

"Pingshen." Emperor Chengtian smiled and raised his hand.

"Thank you, Father."

"Sit down." Emperor Chengtian was so thin that his cheeks were sunken and wrinkled, his beard and hair were white, but he was in good spirits, and asked dignifiedly: "It's so cold and snowy, it's hard for you to come to pay your respects together. Yong'er, why didn't Xiao Jiu follow into the palace?"

"I want to report to my father: my ninth brother spent a whole day riding and shooting in the Beiying school field yesterday. He had a headache and a stuffy nose at night, but it's not a serious problem. His son-in-law is paying his respects to you." Zhao Zeyong simply explained.

"What nonsense!" Emperor Chengtian shook his head, and ordered: "You let him recover and enter the palace, and I will teach him face to face!"

"Yes." Zhao Zeyong nodded sharply.

"Speaking of last night," Emperor Chengtian blew on the tea slowly, seemingly casually, and asked casually, "I heard that the palace banquet last night was very lively, and the banquet ended half an hour later than before."

The two brothers glanced at each other quietly from the corner of their eyes, and instantly understood that their father had learned the inside story.

Zhao Zeyong's face remained unchanged, and he said nonchalantly: "Last night, there was a sudden strong wind and heavy snow, and because of the harmonious laughter and conversation during the dinner, Erchen and the others drank a few more glasses."

"Father doesn't know something. Last night was bitterly cold, but the third elder brother braved the snow to bring someone to visit me. It's really rare." King Rui paused, then smiled and added: "Oh, there is also the third emperor sister, she is also very caring."

Emperor Chengtian agreed unhurriedly: "Your third younger sister really has a heart. She was frightened by the cold last night, and she is going to greet me early this morning."

It was difficult to answer this question, King Rui simply focused on drinking tea.

Zhao Zeyong was calm and stable, avoiding the important and paying attention to the minor, and said apologetically: "My son is ashamed, next time I will definitely enter the palace earlier to serve you for breakfast."

"Hmph." Emperor Chengtian put down his teacup with a half-smile, and picked up the rosary to play with. His expression gradually changed to sadness, and he sighed: "I have five daughters, two of them died before their full term, and Yilin also ...So, you only have two younger sisters left. I don't have much requirements for that child Yiqi, I only hope that she will be happy for the rest of her life like Shan'er."

Recalling his younger sister, King Rui remained silent.

"Father, please take care of the dragon's body." Zhao Zeyong could only comfort him.

Emperor Chengtian twirled the beads absently, and said, "Yiqi came here early in the morning, and she asked me for something."