How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 115

   Chapter 115 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (36)

   Rong Bo maintained the gentle look on his face, but an extremely dark and vicious thought appeared in his heart.

   He warned the fourth brother, he said that Rong Yiqing was not a good thing, because the fourth brother was obsessed, and if something happened, there was nothing to do.

  After all, he'd tried his best...

  Who told the fourth brother not to listen to the second brother? All this is just the fourth brother's fault.

  Rong Yiqing was drinking the medicine that the palace servants had boiled, and the bitterness in his mouth did not change his expression. Before he swallowed the medicine in his mouth, the door of the bedroom was pushed open.

  The boy's brows and eyes were filled with obvious joy. She walked to the bedside, Rong Yiqing swallowed the medicine in her mouth, and a pair of greenish white and tender hands appeared in front of her eyes, and in the delicate palms were two candied fruits.

  Rong sighed and looked up at the young man.

   Wen Xien smiled back at him and said softly, "Second Emperor said that this medicine is bitter and this one is sweet. I remember you liked sweets the most when you were young."

  Like sweet?

  Rong Yiqing had a gloomy look in his eyes, what he hated most in his life was sweets.

  Rong Yiqing looked at the young man in front of him, looking at the cold and calm face of the young man, only in front of him could there be a kind of vivid youthful air.

   Her black pure eyes clearly reflected Rong Yiqing's pale and handsome face, and his eyes fell on the slender hand that the young man stretched out to him, and finally fell on the candied fruit in the palm of his hand.

  Rong Yiqing did not reach out to pick it up, but directly lowered his head to hold the candied fruit in the boy's palm, a delicate and cool touch flashed across his lips, and he licked the candied fruit in his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

   tilted his head, showing a timid and well-behaved smile, with a soft voice: "Fourth brother, it's very sweet."

   The young man withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and didn't dare to look at Rong Yiqing.

   A blush appeared on the snow-white face, and the light crimson color was like the rosy clouds in the sky, and it was like a balsam pinch broken by the fingertips, and the bright red flower branches were rubbed into the white jade-like cheeks.

   "I'll just say it's sweet." Her tone contained a little smugness.

   Resisting the nausea in his stomach, Rong Yiqing ate it without changing his face. There was deep ridicule and resentment hidden in the depths of his eyes, but he didn't show a trace.

   "Fourth brother, you must have put a lot of thought into this antidote, the second emperor...he didn't make it difficult for you, right?"

   He grabbed the corner of the boy's clean and white clothes, as if very guilty.

The young man raised his thin chin with a proud and smug expression, "No way, the second emperor is not bad, he just told me to accompany him more in the future, the second emperor is a person who doesn't like to talk and has a strong temperament. People, now that we are grown up, we will not be as foolish as we were when we were young."

  Rong Yiqing listened to the boy whose eyes were always above the top praising the other person, and there was an inexplicable anger in his heart.

   Fourth brother, can you tell what is good? What is bad? Can anyone believe it?

   In fact, the fourth prince is of course not a pure temperament. She is a person who is transparent in everything, but she places too much emphasis on family affection. She thinks that they are born from the same root, so why is it too urgent to fight each other.

   What's more, the four princes didn't think they would fry each other.

   "Really? It turns out that the second emperor is such a person."

  Rong Yiqing let go of the hand that was holding the corner of the boy's clothes, and his tone became calm and cold.

  Wen Xien didn't notice his indifference, so he stayed in Qingfeng Hall to accompany Rong Yiqing to read the book to relieve his boredom.

   (end of this chapter)

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