At night, the snow stopped. Zhuge Mingkong was in a bad mood that day, so he went to bed early and fell asleep. Yue Zirong slept next to her, letting her hold him and never resisted.
Because it was snowing, the sky seemed to be extremely cold in an instant. The warmth of the person in his arms made him feel a little dazed, and he had an indescribable desire to get closer.
Gazing at Zhuge Mingkong, after an unknown amount of time, Yue Zirong hugged her gently.
The scene in the room fell into the eyes of Rong Yu who was on the roof as always. He still held a jar of pear blossom wine in his hand and drank wine quietly. Because it was only the first snow and it didn't last long, the smoke clouds
The city is not covered in snow, but there are occasional accumulations of snow in some places.
Li Qiu stood behind him. At this time, she no longer knew what to say to persuade this extremely stubborn prince.
Soon two more figures appeared on the roof. Rong Yu raised the wine jar and was about to drink. A pair of small hands were attached to his wrists. He tilted his head slightly, looking at Rong Zhen with delicate features, and smiled.
Said: "Why are you here?"
"My lord, it's getting cold, so it's better not to drink these cold wines. Rong Zheng has simmered the wine for you. It's better to drink this." Rong Zheng smiled softly, his smile as ethereal and silent as white snow. His hand
Holding the wine and placing it in front of Rong Yu, his eyes were calm and distant.
Rong Yu looked at Rong Zheng, then took the wine jar from his hand and gave him the wine jar in his hand. The simmering wine flowed into his throat warmly. It was completely different from the coolness just now, making his body feel warm.
Feeling slightly more comfortable.
Seeing this, Rong Yu handed the wine jar to Lan Yu, then picked up the cloak from his arm and helped Rong Yu put it on.
"Rong Zheng knows that the prince is in a bad mood, but he still has to take care of his own health. Even if Miss Mingkong can't remember you now, she will definitely only love you. If you get yourself hurt, how much will she blame herself in the future?
Ah!" Rong Zheng spoke gently, his voice was clear.
Rong Yu drank elegantly and glanced at the scene in the room, his eyes warm and deep: "I know, but it's impossible not to care."
"Your Majesty, Rong Zheng is still young and doesn't understand many things, but Your Majesty is our master. We only want the master to be well. Therefore, Rong Zheng really wants you to take good care of your body." Rong Zheng sighed and spoke.
He has a maturity and composure that he does not have at his age.
When Rong Yu heard what he said, he laughed softly, reached out and patted his head, and said: "You and I are really similar. It is indeed the right decision to leave Rong Ge in charge of you."
"Your Majesty, thank you for your reward. I will manage Rong Pavilion with Rong Yuan. I am still young and cannot compare to Rong Yuan's sophisticated skills."
"You will have a better day than him." Rong Yu smiled slightly, and then he took another sip of wine, and his eyes suddenly became gentle: "Mingkong, she likes pear blossom wine very much. If she knew that I drank all this wine,
She will probably fight with me."
"Your Majesty can make wine for Miss Mingkong for a lifetime to make amends." Rong Zhen smiled warmly, and his delicate face was as bright as a star.
Rong Yu looked at this child who looked very similar to him, with gentle eyes, and then nodded: "Yes, I can make wine for a lifetime to make amends!"
"Your Highness, Rong Zhen will stay here with you tonight. Even if you don't go back to the palace tomorrow night, you might as well go and live in Jinghua Tower, so as not to struggle with your body anymore." Rong Zhen spoke again, his smile unchanged and gentle.
Rong Yu took a gentle sip and looked at the scene in the room from the corner of his eyes. There was a smile in his dark eyes, but more of them were as deep as night. After a moment of silence, Rong Yu
Nodding gently: "I understand, let you, a child, worry about me. I have been too willful and childish recently."
"My lord, it's just persistence." Rong Zheng said, taking the wine jar from Lan Yu's hand and started drinking.
Although it had the fragrance of pear blossoms, the original spiciness of the wine spread into Rong Zhen's throat, making him want to cough.
Alcohol is a poison that penetrates the intestines. In his opinion, it is something unpleasant to drink.
That night, Rong Yu and Rong Zhen drank pear blossom wine and occasionally talked. There was an indescribable tranquility and softness in the snowy night. When the sun rose, Rong Yu went to Jinghua.
Upstairs, he arrived at the room where he and Zhuge Mingkong often stayed, and then fell on the couch and fell asleep.
Rong Zhen then left, helped Rong Yu take off his shoes and covered him with the quilt. Looking at Rong Yu with his eyes closed, Rong Zhen couldn't help but sigh.
My lord, it’s really hard!
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There was no morning session, so Zhuge Mingkong didn't wake up until noon. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yue's deep purple eyes. She blinked and then laughed.
Yue Zirong looked at her quietly, his eyes as cold as ever, but seemed a little softer than before. He put his hand on her waist, and the temperature of Zhuge Mingkong's body spread to her, and it was unusually warm.
"Slept so well!" Zhuge Ming sighed contentedly, then put his arms around Yue Zirong's neck and rested his head on his chest.
Yue Zirong was stunned for a moment, her hands didn't feel as if they were holding her tightly.
If it could be like this, it would feel good.
but……
Yue Zirong's eyes suddenly became cold. Looking at Zhuge Mingkong, his eyes were much darker. His hands moved slightly from her waist, and his eyes suddenly became cold.
How could it be possible that living together like lies would never change? He couldn't get used to this kind of life, otherwise he would really feel uncomfortable when the lies were revealed.
Tao is ruthless but has feelings. Who in this world can be truly ruthless?
He has always been cold and calm, but he still dare not say that he is completely heartless.
After a while, the two got up from the couch. I don't know if it was because of the snow yesterday. Zhuge Mingkong felt that it was unusually cold today, so he put on two more clothes. She also held a hot water bottle in her hand, but she still felt
There was a chill surrounding her.
Sitting on the Kang bed, Zhuge Mingkong pulled Yue Zirong to play chess again out of boredom. The two of them held the pieces and kept falling. The black and white pieces were intertwined on the chessboard. The battle was intense and intense, as if it were a real battlefield.
, overt killings continue, and assassinations also exist.
Playing chess with Zhuge Mingkong, Yue Zirong really admired her. It is really rare for a woman to be so thoughtful and exquisite in layout. His chess skills are already top-notch among the Zongzheng clan, but among Zhuge
In front of Mingkong, after all, he was still a little behind.
"Zirong, have you given in to me recently? Why have you lost so much to me?" Zhuge Mingkong looked at the chessboard full of interlaced black and white stones. She was a little surprised. When they played chess, the biggest difference was only one or two eyes.
, but in this game, he lost by five points. This was the first time for such a big gap.
Because he is not the person in her memory, even if she thinks he is because of spiritual skills, it is not after all.
Reaching out to mess up the chess game, Yue Zirong picked up the white pieces next to him, and then slowly placed the white pieces in the chess box. The sound of the collision of the chess pieces was crisp and gentle, but there was a hint of silence that could not be expressed.
Just like Yue Zirong at this time, after all, he is just a substitute.
After he put away the white pieces, Zhuge Mingkong began to put away the black pieces. The slightly cool chess pieces swayed slightly in her fingers, giving her an indescribable coolness. There was an indescribable sense of coldness and quietness. I wonder if it was her imagination.
She always felt that the Yue Zirong in front of her now was a little different from the Yue Zirong in her memory.
She couldn't tell the specific difference, but she just felt that being with him was like living with the breeze, gentle and casual, not special, just like Zi, Annuan and the others. And that day when she saw the boy in white, that
A kiss that seemed to touch her soul gave her an indescribable shock.
It seems that the eyes, attitude, mood, heart, life, and even soul are being pulled.
That kind of feeling really seems to have carved a mark on the bones and soul.
After a moment of silence, Zhuge Minggong sighed slightly, then quickly reached Yue Zirong, put his arms around his neck, and then moved closer to him.
Yue Zirong was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhuge Mingkong who was getting closer and closer, his eyes were deep, he knew exactly what she wanted to do.
The lips of the two people were getting closer and closer, and just when they were about to touch, Zhuge Mingkong suddenly heard the sound of banging on the door. She couldn't help but raise her head, and what she saw in her eyes was a face that was as noble and elegant as moonlight, with stunning clarity.
On her face, a pair of deep eyes like dark jade looked at her coldly. Their eyes were extremely quiet, with a kind of unspeakable sadness and distress.
Looking into those eyes, Zhuge Mingkong immediately let go of Yue Zirong unconsciously, and then walked towards the man at the door as if he was out of control, not even bothering to put on his shoes.
Rong Yu looked at her coldly, his dark eyes now as cold as night, and a little cold.
Zhuge Mingkong looked at him and was about to speak when Rong Yu suddenly reached out to hug her and kissed her lips without warning. Zhuge Mingkong was stunned and reached out to push him, but she knew that she didn't want to push him at all.
Open this guy.
His kiss was like kissing her heart, her bones, and her soul.
This profound feeling shocked her and plunged her heart into an unspeakable powerful whirlpool. She couldn't help herself at all.
When Rong Yu left her lips, she felt as if she had gone through a reincarnation, but soon she woke up and couldn't believe what she had done.
In Yue Zirong, she actually allowed a man to warm her up like this crazily. What on earth was she doing?
"Rong Yu, you are a gangster." Zhuge Mingkong raised his hand and hit Rong Yu, and Rong Yu grabbed her wrist gracefully.
Looking at her with deep eyes, Rong Yu touched her red and swollen lips with his other hand as if with a charming temperament, and then smiled softly, with a hint of deathly coquettishness like a bead of flowers in the smile.
"This place will always be mine, and I can't give it to anyone else temporarily."