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Rong Che knelt down and saluted calmly, "Go back to Father, it doesn't matter."

Rong Che's tone was mild.

The father and son who haven't seen each other for 18 years are as unfamiliar as strangers.

Rong Chen frowned, raised his hand, and threw the memorial in his hand to Rong Che's feet, "It doesn't matter? Rong Che, is this what you said it doesn't matter?"

Rong Che picked up the memorial.

The memorial was written by a civil servant named Xie Rong. He wrote several pages full of eloquence, saying that Rong Che did not abide by male virtues, and that he was entangled with Rong Yuheng...

Rong Che knelt on the icy ground.

Rong Chen walked up to him, looked down at him, and said seriously: "Answer me, what is your relationship with Rong Yuheng? The majestic regent is willing to use military talismans to make a deal just to dissolve your engagement. Is it possible?" You take me for a fool, thinking that I can't see his affection for you?"

Rong Chen looked at the soldier symbol in his palm and sneered.

Back then, Rong Yuheng relied on this soldier talisman to become the regent with great power.

He endured Rong Yuheng for so many years.

Now that the soldier talisman is back in his hands, Rong Yuheng, the regent... should also be eliminated together.

Rong Che's fingertips that were pinching the memorial turned slightly white, and he didn't speak.

Rong Chen looked up and down at his son with a dignified gaze.

Rong Che's skin is fairer than that of ordinary girls.

The facial features are exquisite, with a cold and noble temperament, and the whole body exudes an aura that strangers should not enter, but it does not appear feminine.

Rong Chen suddenly smiled, and helped Rong Che up with his own hands, "He likes you, so you should go to the Prince Regent's Mansion to get in touch with him more."

Rong Che was only stunned for a few seconds, and quickly realized, "Father, what do you want my son to do?"

Rong Chen made a gesture of wiping his neck, with a cold light in his eyes, "Get close to him, find a chance to cut the grass and roots, so as to prevent future troubles!!"

Rong Yuheng's city and power are too much of a threat to him, the emperor.

Rong Che, who had never hesitated to Rong Chen's orders, resisted Rong Chen for the first time, "My son... can't do it."

It is impossible for him to attack Rong Yuheng.

Rong Chen squinted his eyes in displeasure, "You disobeyed your father because of a traitor?"

Rong Che knelt down slowly, with a firm tone, and repeated again: "My son, I can't do it."

Snapped--

Rong Chen raised his hand and slapped Rong Che heavily.

That slap was fierce and violent.

Blood oozed from the corner of Rong Che's mouth in an instant.

"Rong Che! Do you really want to be with Rong Yuheng?"

Rong Chen was so angry that his chest heaved violently, he pulled out the saber hanging on the wall, and pointed it straight at Rong Che, "Instead of seeing you cut off the incense of the Rong family, I'd rather kill you now!"

Rong Che was neither humble nor overbearing, he straightened his already straight spine a bit.

The cold and sharp blade rests on the neck...

Rong Che remained motionless.

"Your Majesty, please calm down!" Eunuch Xiaoluzi rushed in and knelt beside the emperor to intercede for Rong Che: "His Royal Highness has been hostage in the enemy's country for 18 years, and he has narrowly escaped death several times. He is your blood!"

Rong Chen sneered, "Flesh and blood? He has turned his elbow to the Regent's Palace."

Finished...

Rong Chen snatched the whisk from Xiao Luzi's hand, shook it like a whip, and asked Rong Che threateningly: "If I insist on killing Rong Yuheng, where do you stand?"

"Nobody can kill him—"

A muffled sound interrupted Rong Che's words, his back trembled, and he let out a muffled moan.

Xiao Luzi was so frightened that everyone was dumbfounded, he hugged Rong Chen's thigh and begged: "Your Majesty, the prince has a knife wound on his back, it's not healed yet!"

The whisks used by eunuchs in the palace are used to teach disobedient eunuchs and maids.

When it is rounded and hit on people, it can beat people's skin to pieces.

Rong Chen furiously kicked the path away, and said to Rong Che: "I will give you two choices."

"One, you go and kill the regent."

"Second, I will kill you!"

Rong Che smiled, knelt on the ground, but pulled it badly, "Impossible...uh!"

Rong Che was hit twice again.

On the back, blood gradually oozes.

Rong Che's internal strength was sealed, and his whole body was extremely fragile. The pain from the new injury and the old injury were intertwined, causing his eyes to turn black from the pain.

But he straightened his back and said indifferently: "I will not allow anyone to touch him unless they step over my corpse!"

"Father, in the eyes of all of you, I am just a pawn at your mercy, a knife that kills without blood. But by his side, I can feel that I am a real person."

"It's not the proton, it's not the crown prince, it's just Rong Che!" In Rong Che's phoenix eyes, bits and pieces of madness overflowed.

"Okay! This is my good son! You have even forgotten the prince's self-proclaimed and rules? Is it true that I abolished your position as the prince today, and you can directly enter the Regent's Palace if you move out of the East Palace tomorrow?"

Rong Chen's eyes were gloomy, and he stared at Rong Che as if he was looking at an enemy, "Didn't you say you wanted to step over your corpse? Then I will help you."

Rong Chen looked around for a week.

Throwing away the fly whisk in his hand, he strode towards the saber he threw on the ground.

Rong Chen raised the sword with his toes, turned around, and stabbed Rong Che's shoulder with the sword.

Suddenly, a beautiful hand grasped the sharp blade with five fingers.

The tip of the sword only slightly pierced Rong Che's skin, and then stopped in mid-air.

Rong Yuheng's face was sullen, and he exerted a little force with his five fingers.

click-

The powerful internal force instantly broke Rong Chen's saber.

Rong Yuheng didn't even look at his bloody hand, grabbed Rong Che's back collar with his other clean hand, and lifted him up from the ground like a chicken.

"Don't be afraid, everything is up to me." Rong Yuheng stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Rong Che's face, but saw the palm print on his face, his face was cold and cold: "Did he hit him?"

Rong Che was stunned, "Why are you here?"

In Rongguo...

Without being summoned by the emperor, it is not allowed to step into the emperor's bedroom without authorization.

Rong Yuheng still hasn't spoken.

Rong Chen was furious: "Rong Yuheng! Trespassing in my bedroom, do you still see me as the emperor?!"

When Rong Yuheng tilted his head, he saw the blood stains on Rong Che's back.

The blood stained the three or four layers of the prince's court clothes inside and out, all red.

Rong Yuheng's eyes sank, looked at Rong Che and repeated: "Did Rong Chen hit you?"

He was obviously still in a wheelchair.

The whole person was full of hostility, and the five fingers holding the armrest of the wheelchair were tightly clenched, and the fingertips were white, which added a bit of violence and gloom for no reason.

Rong Chen: "I am disciplining my son!"

Rong Yuheng snorted coldly, "He has been a prisoner for 18 years, but this king has never seen that the emperor cares so much about his son! Whether it is to discipline or vent, you know it well!"

Rong Che's heart skipped a beat.

Rong Yuheng lost his soldier talisman, and yet he was so outspoken in insulting others.

If the emperor takes advantage of the problem...

Rong Che endured the pain in his back, and went to help Rong Yuheng push the wheelchair, "You go back first..."

However, the moment Rong Che put his hands on the wheelchair...

Rong Che's eyes darkened.

It fell straight down.

"Ache!"

Rong Yuheng quickly stretched out his hand reflexively, wrapped around Rong Che's waist, held him in his arms, and felt his pulse.

Ah Che's body cannot be excited.

Rong Yuheng closed his eyes.

Sitting in the wheelchair, he took two deep breaths, put the unconscious Rong Che on his lap, wrapped it between his arms and his chest, and carefully avoided the wound on his body, "Ah Che, I'll take you home!"

"Where do you want to take him? My son, it's not up to you, an outsider, to take care of him! It's not that there is no imperial doctor in the palace, the prince just suffered a minor injury, let him go!!"

Rong Yuheng turned his head.

His pitch-black eyes stared straight at Rong Chen, with a chill that made people feel frightened.

"Your son?" Rong Yuheng let out a low sneer from his throat, "Then he sacrificed 50 years of his life in exchange for this martial arts for your dominance, do you know? Do you think this little injury Just put him unconscious, huh? You know his body is exhausted and his life is at an end?"

Speaking to the end.

Rong Yuheng's eyes were red.

Almost hysterically roared out.

Xiaoluzi was frightened.

In his memory, the regent Rong Yuheng was a gentle and handsome son, and Mo Shangren was like jade.

No one has ever seen Rong Yuheng lose his composure to this point.

Rong Chen froze.

The corner of his mouth muttered several times, but he couldn't utter a word.

The oil is running out...the life is coming to an end...

Will not!

This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible! !

Rong Chen looked at Rong Yuheng in disbelief, "You are deceiving me, you are deceiving the emperor! The imperial doctor in the palace gave Rong Che a pulse and said he was safe and sound! This is impossible!"

Rong Yuheng hooked his lips mockingly, and stretched out his hand to roll up Rong Che's sleeve.

Under the wide sleeves...

Rong Che's wrists were already so thin that his fair skin was covered with blue veins and various scars criss-crossed.

Rong Chen sat down on the chair without saying a word, as if all his strength had been drained.

Rong Yuheng carried Rong Che back to the Regent's Palace.

Once back to the palace.

Rong Yuheng kicked away the wheelchair, and aggressively carried Rong Che into his bedroom.

Rong Yuheng's bedroom is connected to an underground hot spring.

The stone walls around the hot spring pool are all high-quality white jade.

In the hot spring, hundreds of medicinal herbs have been sprinkled.

It was the herbal medicine that Rong Yuheng picked himself, and prepared a medicinal bath for his Ah Che's illness.

The butler walked out with two empty medicine baskets in his arms, and asked Rong Yuheng: "My lord, do you want some people to come in and change clothes for His Royal Highness?"

"No need, this king will serve him personally, and no one is allowed to disturb him."

housekeeper:"……"

……

After the housekeeper left.

Beside the hot spring pool, only Rong Yuheng and Rong Che were left.

Rong Yuheng stretched out his hand and pulled away Rong Che's belt, peeling off his outer robe.

When I take off my underwear...

Rong Yuheng hooked the belt around Rong Che's waist with his fingertips, and Rong Che suddenly opened his eyes.

He pushed Rong Yuheng away abruptly, and tightened the collar of his jacket, like a little daughter-in-law bullied by bandits, and asked nervously, "Why are you taking off my clothes?"

Thinking of Rong Yuheng's protection of him, Rong Che felt a little sorry again, and said obediently: "I, I'm not ready yet." The progress was too fast.

Rong Yuheng couldn't help laughing, following Rong Che's words, he asked, "Don't you like others touching you?"

Rong Che bit his lip, and slowly let go of the hand that was holding his neckline, "You are not someone else."

Rong Yuheng's fingertips opened the cord buckle of Rong Che's shirt.

The snow-white clothes fell to the ground.

The juvenile's emaciated body was exposed to the cold air.

Rong Yuheng stared at him with burning eyes.

Rong Che felt uncomfortable being stared at, and turned around to pick up the clothes on the ground, but Rong Yuheng grabbed his wrist.

Rong Yuheng got up from the wheelchair and hugged him firmly.

Rong Che's eyes widened in shock, "Your legs...why do you..."

Rong Yuheng smiled nicely, "If my legs are really crippled, how can I give Ah Che happiness?"

If his legs are really useless.

He would not tease Rong Che from the beginning.

Rong Che struggled angrily, "You pretended? You lied to me??"

Rong Yuheng carried him into the hot spring pool, and pinpointed his acupuncture points.

Rong Che couldn't move in an instant.

"Don't move!" Rong Yuheng whispered: "Be honest, the medicinal materials in the spring water can heal your wounds."

The water in the hot spring pool was very hot.

Rong Che's face was flushed red from the smoke, he ground his teeth, "Then you unlocked my acupuncture points!"

In fact, even if his martial arts internal strength is sealed, it is impossible for him to be so easily controlled by others.

If someone else dared to treat him so frivolously...

He had ten thousand ways to wipe that man's neck in an instant.

But Rong Yuheng...

In front of him, Rong Che's resistance and vigilance are 0.

Rong Yuheng bent over and squatted down, gently fiddled with the herbs floating on the water with his fingertips.

In the crystal clear spring water.

The herbs were pulled away, and Rong Che's body was instantly revealed in front of Rong Yuheng.

Rong Che blushed so much that he could bleed, "You, you get out!"

Rong Yuheng picked up Rong Che's chin with the other hand, and raised it slightly, "Don't I need to untie the acupuncture points for you?"

Rong Yuheng moved.

It was only then that Rong Che could see clearly, the knife edge that pierced Rong Yuheng's entire hand.

It was the wound left by Rong Yuheng when he grabbed the blade with his bare hands to save him. The blood has dried up, and the whole hand is covered with blood.

Rong Che asked: "Can the medicinal materials in the water heal knife wounds?"

Rong Yuheng nodded.

The rarest and rarest elixirs are all in this pool of water.

It is helpful for any trauma or internal injury.

Rong Che stretched his neck strenuously, tilted his head, and brought it close to Rong Yuheng's ear, with a bit of coquettish taste, he blew lightly, and said something softly.

Rong Yuheng was stiff all over.

Rong Che didn't care whether his personality would collapse into a mess, and repeated again: "Do you want to take a medicinal bath together?"

Rong Yuheng smiled viciously, turned against the guest, and kissed Rong Che's lips back.

kissed...

Rong Yuheng backed away in a gentlemanly manner, and used his thumb to remove a piece of herb leaf from the corner of Rong Che's mouth, and held it in his mouth.

"That's the herb for the medicinal bath, you..." Rong Che closed his eyes in embarrassment, and looked away.

Rong Yuheng stepped into the pool wearing a robe, and wrapped his arms around Rong Che's waist from behind.

Hot water from all directions enveloped them...

"Ache..." Rong Yuheng said in a hoarse voice, "The water in the hot spring pool is changed every day, so it's not dirty."

The water in the hot spring pool is not dirty...

But he's covered in blood, he's dirty!

Rong Che thought so.

In the next second, Rong Yuheng seemed to have guessed what he was worried about, "Ache is very clean, but... Hearing Ache speak softly in my ear, I am not clean anymore."