The general's princess-to-be

The door of the dark room was pushed open with a creak, and a scent of milk came in from the little man's shop. Rong Sheng hurriedly caught Rong Ye who was rushing towards him from behind the table, looked back, and said curiously : "Why are you here, why didn't you go to study?"

Rong Ye blinked, pulled a strand of hair from Rong Sheng's shoulders, and said in a childlike voice while playing: "Mr. is sick, and I won't be lecturing today. I'm here to play with my little uncle."

Rong Sheng smiled, pinched Rong Ye's soft face, "Okay, what does Ye Ye want to play with little uncle?"

"Little uncle is always unhappy. Little daddy said, let Yeye come and play with little uncle, but I don't know what to play."

The child's voice is immature, and the words are not very sharp, and the pair of big watery eyes twinkle and twinkle really cute.

Rong Ye was slightly taken aback, a little bit of self-blame, his own dissatisfaction. Is UY's extreme mood so serious that he needs a child to comfort him?

Look up at the sky, the breeze is blowing, and the sun is shining brightly. Maybe going out for a walk will make you feel better. You can't keep being depressed like this. It's time to cheer up and face life.

"Since I won't listen to school today, can my little uncle take Yeye to the street?"

"What fun is there on the street?"

Rong Sheng frowned and thought for a while, then smiled and said: "There are so many interesting things, all of which Yeye has never seen before."

The child's curiosity soared, dancing in Rong Sheng's arms, clapping and applauding, "I'm going, I'm going."

Rong Sheng shook his head and smiled, amused by Rong Ye's excited look, "Then Yeye wait here for little uncle, can little uncle change clothes?"

"okay."

Rong Ye nodded, bored and ran to sit on the stool next to Rong Sheng's desk, his eyes were quickly attracted by a portrait on the table.

The person in the painting is dressed in a fiery red dress, with untied black hair, smiling with downcast eyes, sitting cross-legged in a gazebo full of flowers, playing the guqin seriously.

So beautiful!

"Little uncle, little uncle, did you draw a fairy? It's so beautiful!"

Rong Ye jumped off the stool, ran to Rong Sheng who was coming out of it after changing clothes, raised his finger and pointed to the painting that was left on the table and asked.

He raised his eyes to look at the table, picked up Rong Ye and walked up to him, with spring in his eyes: "It's not a fairy, it's a fairy brother."

Rong Ye nodded as if he understood, and raised his face, "Does the little uncle know Brother Xiannan?"

With a flash of loneliness in his eyes, Rong Sheng pursed his lips, "I don't know, let's go!"

The street is bustling with excitement, small merchants, taverns, teahouses, pawn shops and workshops can be seen everywhere on both sides of the street. Rong Ye, who has never been on the street, seems to have opened the door to a new world. voila.

Rong Ye was curious and amusing about everything, and along the way, she acted coquettishly and asked Rong Sheng to buy him a lot of toys and snacks. Rong Sheng loved him and bought whatever she wanted without blinking her eyes.

Unexpectedly, if he was not careful, he bought a little too much, and even bought the candied haws that Rong Lin banned Rong Ye from eating.

Seeing Rong Ye eating the oily and slippery candied haws with each hand, the corners of Rong Sheng's mouth trembled, and he said anxiously: "Yeye, when you go back later, you must never tell your two fathers that I I bought you candied haws!"

"Well! Little uncle, don't worry, I won't tell daddy."

Rong Ye nodded in agreement while eating, he wouldn't be so stupid to tell his father that last time when he was eating candied haws, he accidentally pricked his mouth and bled a lot, and he almost choked on the hawthorn core, so his angry father bought him Candied haws Uncle Youying knelt for a whole day and didn't calm down. The little uncle treated him so well, so he wouldn't hurt the little uncle to be punished!

Rong Sheng is still a little worried, children will always gobble up food they like to eat, what to do if they choke and choke again, and there are many people on the street, if they are accidentally touched again, It would be a big trouble if the bamboo stick was stuck in the mouth, so I'd better find a place to sit and watch him eat slowly.

After shopping for a long time, I was a little tired, looked up at the teahouse not far away, picked up Rong Ye and said: "Don't eat, I will take you to the teahouse in front, you sit there and eat slowly, we will go back after eating." How is home?"

Rong Ye nodded and said hello, licked the candy on the corner of his mouth and swallowed his saliva in satisfaction, seeing Rong Sheng's heart softened, although this child was different from ordinary people, he was born extraordinarily well-behaved, sensible, and smart, only three years old , has been able to write a hundred poems silently, and I don't know how cruel his parents who abandoned him back then were.

Fortunately, fortunately, he met his eldest brother and sister-in-law, who treated him as his own, and loved him so much that he even envied him.

There were too many people on the first floor of the tea house, so Rong Sheng led Rong Ye directly to the second floor, the location next to the window happened to be able to see the whole Chang'an Avenue, it was really a good place.

After settling down, Rong Ye sat down, took the tea from the waiter on the table, and took a sip, when a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears, making him look back.

"Xiaoer, let's have a pot of pear flower brew, and two small dishes. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"Okay, the guest officer sits first, and the drinks and snacks will be here soon."

After the waiter finished speaking, he quickly went downstairs while yelling.

The guest who was arranged on the opposite side sat with his back to Rong Sheng, dressed in a purple dress, his hair was tied up high with a purple headband, and the sword tassel on the hilt of the table was hanging by the table, blowing into the attic The cool breeze swayed slightly.

"Wang Shu?"

The back facing Rong Sheng visibly froze, the teacup placed near his lips shook suddenly, and the clear tea dripped from the cup onto the table, splashing a few splashes.

Wang Shu turned his head and looked at Rong Sheng in disbelief, "Mr. Rong?"

"It's really you."

Rong Sheng stepped forward and stared at the slightly tired Wang Shu, "Where have you been for the past two years? Ah Yue keeps looking for you."

Hearing Liu Huaiyi, Wang Shu's eyes suddenly turned red, and his heart was sore, "My lord, are you still looking for me?"

Rong Sheng nodded, "He never gave up on you. Where did you go? Why is there no news at all? You know we are all worried about you."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rong, for making you worry."

Rong Sheng turned his head and looked at Rong Ye who was sitting on the seat eating candied haws earnestly, pulled Wang Shu to sit by the window and asked.

"How have you been these two years? Where did you go? Did you just come back? Does Ah Yue know you're back?"

Wang Shu lowered his eyes, shook his head and said in a low voice: "Master, I don't know I'm back, I have no face to see you, but I just heard that you are going to get married the day after tomorrow, so I wanted to come back secretly to see him, but I didn't expect to meet him here." Mr. Rong, you."

The hand on the table suddenly trembled, Rong Sheng's throat tightened, his heart suddenly shrank, and he froze suddenly.

Seeing Rong Sheng's reaction, Wang Shu's heart skipped a beat. The young master's marriage is such a big event that almost everyone in the capital knows about it. Even if he and Young Master Rong have separated, Young Master Rong should know about it!

"Master Rong is married, doesn't Master Rong know?"

Rong Sheng's ears were buzzing, and he was in a daze without hearing Wang Shu's question. He looked in an unknown direction, and was in a trance.

"Young Master Rong, Young Master Rong.../Little Uncle Little Uncle, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Rong Ye held Rong Sheng's arm and shook it for a long time, Wang Shu also patted him on the shoulder several times, Rong Sheng suddenly came back to his senses, staring at the two people, one big and one small on the left and right, and said angrily: "Why... .....What's wrong?"

Wang Shu was a little embarrassed, glanced at Rong Ye who was tucked into Rong Sheng's arms, shook his head and said, "No, it's fine."

"You just said that Ah Yue...has...the day after tomorrow...a big wedding?"

Rong Sheng's voice was hoarse, as if it had been polished by rough stones, with a hint of vibrato.

Wang Shu's eyebrows twitched a few times, he swallowed anxiously, nodded and said: "Yes! The day after tomorrow."

The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive, the blood on Rong Sheng's face faded as fast as the naked eye could see, and his lips trembled so that he could hardly speak.

Although I had made good mental preparations long ago, when this day really came, I was still so heartbroken that I was about to suffocate.

Wang Shu was a little worried about him, stretched out his hand to cover Rong Sheng's trembling hand on the table, and said worriedly: "Are you okay!"

Rong Sheng withdrew his hand and forced himself to calm down. After a long time, he showed a distressed wry smile, "I'm fine."

Rong Sheng's appearance at this moment, no one would think that he is fine, his eyes are reddened with grief, and tears are about to fall at any moment,

After eating the candied haws in his hand, Rong Ye raised his head and stared at Rong Sheng for a while, then sneaked a glance at Wang Shu, put his mouth next to Rong Sheng's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Little uncle, what's wrong with you, this person bullied you Have you? Do you want me to help you beat him?"

Rong Sheng stared back at Rong Ye, rubbed his little head, "No, little uncle is just a little tired, shall we go home?"

Rong Ye nodded, ran to the side with a wink, picked up the various toys and snacks that Rong Sheng bought for him, held Rong Sheng's hand, and said to Wang Shu in a milky voice: "My little uncle is tired, I'm taking him home, bye."

After Rong Ye finished speaking, he was going to pull Rong Sheng away quickly. Since this person appeared, the little uncle has become very unhappy, even worse than at home. He has to take the little uncle away quickly, or let his father Knowing that, not only did he not make the little uncle happy, but it made him even more unhappy. Daddy would spank his little ass.

Rong Sheng got up and nodded towards Wang Shu, "It's time to go, we should go back, if you need anything in the future, you can come to Zangjian to find me anytime."

Wang Shu nodded, and sighed secretly, wondering whether he should speak his mind or not.

"Young Master Rong, go slowly."

"By the way, not only Ah Yue is looking for you, but Zhuzhao is also looking for you all the time. If you have time, go and meet him!" Rong Sheng suddenly turned around when he reached the stairs.

Wang Shu was slightly startled, a little unbelievable, and smiled bitterly after a while, "I will, thank you!"

Rong Sheng smiled in relief, and led Rong Ye downstairs bit by bit.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Wang Shu rushed out suddenly, blocking Rong Sheng's way, "Mr. Rong, wait a moment, I have something to ask you."

Surprised, Rong Sheng stared at Wang Shu and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

Wang Shu hesitated for a moment, stared at Rong Sheng for a long time, and carefully asked each word: "Do you still like my young master?"

"I……"

Rong Sheng didn't expect that Wang Shu would suddenly ask him this question, and he froze on the spot for a while, feeling a little overwhelmed, looking directly at Wang Shu with erratic eyes.

"I still like it, right?"

Without waiting for Rong Sheng to answer, Wang Shu slowly raised the corners of his mouth, it seems that he guessed right, Rong Sheng still likes the young master, the kind he likes very much.

Since they are in love with each other, they shouldn't be separated so ruthlessly. Wang Shu understands the pain of not getting what you want. The young master treats him well, and he wants to help him.

Wang Shu stared at Rong Sheng, and said word by word: "Master, he also likes you, the kind of liking he likes very much, he really has no choice but to marry someone else, please don't blame him."

Rong Sheng smiled bitterly, raised his eyes to meet Shang Wangshu's gaze, "I don't blame him, as long as he lives well, I can rest assured."

"Without you, my son would not be able to live well."

Wang Shu's words were affirmative, with an imposing manner, "Since you broke up with the young master, the young master has never smiled again. For more than two years, the young master has been thinking about you all the time. You and the young master were killed in Huagu when you first met. The sword that was cheated is now the only sustenance of the young master. He sleeps with the sword in his arms almost every night. Moreover, for more than two years, the young master will secretly go to hide the sword to see you every few days. , relieve the pain of lovesickness..."

Rong Sheng was heartbroken, and stared at Wang Shu with wide eyes, "What you said...is it true?"

"Whether it's true or not, Mr. Rong will know when he goes back and ask the owner of Rong Zhuang."