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Chapter 433 Rong Xian: Brother Jing, if my sister... [Thank you! Goodbye! Due to update the third W version]

Early the next morning,

Still in the first month,

Rong family

Back to the snowy courtyard,

Although the earth dragon in the room did not remove the fire, the temperature in the early morning was too low, making the room still a little cold.

In the exquisite embroidered bed curtains,

The hair on the light green silk pillow embroidered with lotus flowers looked very black and thick.

The hair that was tied into a loose bun had loosened up a lot after a night, and a few strands of hair were scattered on the pillow.

The blue brocade quilt covers her cheeks and the bridge of her nose.

It seems that I feel a little depressed,

A beautiful nose and somewhat dry lips were exposed from under the brocade quilt.

The eyes moved under the eyelids,

Then

The smooth silk-colored brocade quilt was pressed against the bed.

"call"

Someone snored like a kitten and continued to sleep on the bed.

I don’t know how long it took,

The noble girl lying on the beautiful pillow opened her eyes,

He looked around with somewhat confused eyes,

Looking at the curtain, which is much brighter than usual,

Rong Feiyan closed her eyes and woke up again.

After a while,

"Slow steps!"

"Girl! Are you awake?"

The sound of the maid talking and walking could be heard outside the curtain.

There was a soft thud,

The copper basin containing hot water was put aside.

The curtain was pulled open from the outside, and Rong Feiyan's eyes became brighter.

"What time is it? Did I sleep past the time? Why didn't you call me?"

Rong Feiyan lay under the warm brocade quilt, pressed the quilt around her neck with her chin and pursed her dry lips.

Xinbu beside the bed concentrated on gathering up one side of the curtain and placing it on the jade hook. He said with a smile: "Girl, you haven't slept past the hour. It has just passed Mao hour and it is more than two quarters of an hour (six o'clock). Half)! It snowed in the morning, and our house was bright with light."

After seeing Rong Feiyan's appearance clearly on the pillow, a small smile stopped on her face, and then she turned around and shouted:

"Ningxiang! Hurry! Bring the girl a cup of winter cinnamon honey syrup!"

"The girl's lips are dry!"

"I know, come right away!" Ningxiang, the female envoy outside, hurriedly replied.

Xiao Bu looked a little distressed and said:

"Girl, your lips are so dry! This slave fell asleep to death!"

Rong Feiyan stretched out her hand from under the quilt and touched her lips. Looking at Xibu's distressed look, she twisted her eyes and said with a smile, "I didn't feel thirsty at night so I wouldn't call you."

Xinbu looked at Rong Feiyan's smiling face, frowned and said, "Girl, you're still smiling!"

"Here comes the honey water!"

Ningxiang held the tea cup in one hand and stirred it with a spoon in the other.

"Girl, I specially washed it with hot water and added cold water. Hot and cold are just right!"

He carefully closed the curtain on the other side, looked at Rong Feiyan who was getting into bed, shook his head and said, "Girl! Take a sip of honey water first!"

Rong Feiyan thought for a while on the bed, and then she took out her arms from the quilt, wearing a long-sleeved light cyan embroidered ink bamboo long-sleeved undergarment.

After carefully pulling Rong Feiyan up, she sat on the edge of the bed and turned around to take the teacup filled with honey water from Ningxiang's hand.

Rong Feiyan also took the opportunity to stretch.

"Girl, please moisturize your lips first."

As he spoke, he slowly brought the spoon to Rong Feiyan's mouth.

After taking a sip, Rong Feiyan's eyes lit up and she said, "This honey water is good, I can make it myself!"

Ningxiang smiled slightly.

After finishing the drink, Rong Feiyan handed the tea cup out.

Seeing Xinbu taking the tea cup and turning it sideways to condense the fragrance in the tea cup, Rong Feiyan lay straight back.

"Eh?"

Rong Feiyan was stunned.

Her back did not touch the delicate mattress on the bed, but was blocked by Xinbu's left arm.

Looking at Xibu's helpless expression, Rong Feiyan pursed her moist lips, then stretched out her arms upwards to pretend to stretch, and said doubtfully:

"Xinbu, I'm just stretching!"

Xinbu felt the heavy weight on his left arm just now, raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"What's wrong? Ningxiang, what do you mean by covering your mouth and laughing!? Huh?"

"Girl, I'm not laughing, I just want to sneeze! Sneeze!"

Ningxiang turned around and covered her mouth.

"Girl, I'll put the tea cup away."

After saying that, he took the tea cup and ran outside.

Be groomed and dressed properly,

Although I see it every day,

But when she looked carefully at her girl's beautiful face with her eyes closed in the bronze mirror, she unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth into a smile.

"girl."

Rong Feiyan opened her eyes: "Are you ready?"

Xibu smiled and nodded.

Ningxiang walked over with a cloak and looked at Rong Feiyan standing up and said with a smile: "Girl, they say that those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black, so why are we so close to you? Can it become more beautiful?”

Xinbu pursed his lips and smiled: "Ningxiang, you are the only one who can speak!"

Being complimented always makes you feel good.

Rong Feiyan also smiled and let Ningxiang help her put on the cloak.

While putting on her cloak, Rong Feiyan smiled even more when she looked at a lantern hanging at the door.

That's the lantern I got for the Lantern Festival.

The three masters and servants walked out of the house,

It's cooler outside,

After opening the door, Rong Feiyan looked at the snow-covered snowy courtyard outside, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a white breath.

Walking in the Rong family yard,

From time to time, the Rong family girl passing by made her mother salute Rong Feiyan.

Arriving at Lady Rong’s courtyard,

Rong Feiyan picked up the breakfast on the table with chopsticks and looked at the empty embroidered pier beside the table: "Mother, brother is not on duty today, is he still sleeping in?"

Mrs. Rong was chewing her breakfast and waved the chopsticks in her hand: "Your brother didn't sleep in, suck, suck, suck."

As she spoke, Madam Rong leaned against the edge of the bowl and took a sip of the hot porridge.

Rong Feiyan had an expression of disbelief on her face.

"call!"

After swallowing the hot porridge, Mrs. Rong exhaled hot breath and continued: "Today, the youngest son of the fifth room of the Huyan family has a full moon, and he went to have a drink!"

Rong Feiyan frowned and said, "Huh? Mother! Do you believe this when my brother says this? How can you go out so early to have a drink?"

"It's said that Wulang of the Xu family invited him to go! Huh! This boy from the Xu family is really good at getting close!" He said and glanced at Rong Feiyan.

"Mom, didn't our family receive an invitation?"

"Hmm"

"No!"

Mrs. Rong thought for a while and then said firmly.

Rong Feiyan turned back towards the narrow path behind: "Go to the concierge and ask."

He nodded and walked quickly outside.

When they arrived at the gate of the Rong family, the attentive and clever boy who had been given a handkerchief by the nun in the mansion saw Xi Bu at a glance.

"Sister Xibu, why are you here in the outer courtyard!"

The boy asked with a smile.

The concierge, Steward Luo, looked at the boy's clever appearance and shook his head helplessly.

Xinbu smiled at the boy and nodded, then saluted the concierge on the side and said, "Steward Luo, does the concierge have an invitation from the Huyan family here?"

Manager Luo thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, but the eldest lady said that no posts from non-Lord high-ranking officials are allowed to be sent to the inner courtyard. The Huyan family has been so..."

Guanshi Luo is a distant relative of Madam Rong's mother-in-law. He works as a concierge in the Hou Mansion because he is obedient. He does whatever Madam Rong says and never asks anything else.

"Crack!"

Mrs. Rong looked at the invitation in Xi Bu's hand and slapped her chopsticks on the breakfast table: "This one with the surname Luo is really good! He almost delayed my big event! Come, get me some jewelry and change my clothes!"

"Mother! Stop being busy!"

Rong Feiyan said while sitting on the embroidered pier.

"Mother, now that the Huyan family has been deprived of their title, it is difficult for you, the eldest wife of the Marquis, to go there in person!"

"That won't offend anyone, right! Yan'er, your brother got into trouble before and offended Young Master Qi, but our family is..."

"Just ask the housekeeper to give you a generous gift. How about I come?"

"Okay, okay! You have listened to your sister's teachings since you were a child, and you are thoughtful and considerate. Just do it!"

Mrs. Rong sat back on the embroidered pier and waved, "Another drawer of plum blossom buns."

Rong Feiyan smiled and nodded. After the maid put on a drawer of buns, she also ate one.

It's time (around ten o'clock in the morning)

The sun is a bit dazzling,

Quyuan Street East,

street corner,

The snowy ground is very slippery.

Snow water was also dripping under the eaves of surrounding private houses and shops.

Rongxian, who was wearing a large green brocade robe and his servants, stood on horseback and waved to the Xu family who were walking not far away.

Zai Duan, who was riding a horse and walking at the front of the group, saw Rong Xian and cupped his hands with a smile. He turned around and said, "Xiao Wu, this is a brother from the Rong family. You have always been good friends. Let's go and say a few words."

"Got the order!"

Zaiduan smiled and shook his head.

Not seeing any movement from Xu Zaijing, the brown dragon pony sat down and walked towards Rongxian.

Qingyun rode behind Xu Zaijing

Rongxian swallowed helplessly when he saw that Longju's horse's legs were so slender that it was only one and a half steps away from his own mount.

Zai Zhang, who was following Zai Duan, also politely bowed his hand to Rong Xian.

Rongxian quickly returned the gift.

At this time, Xu Zaijing had already walked up to Rong Xian.

A group of carriages and horses from the Xu family walked forward,

When the carriage and horses passed by, the curtain on the carriage was opened.

Xu Xingdai held the car curtain with his little hands, his curious face revealed. As soon as he glanced at Rong Xian, the car curtain was pulled closed by Xu Xingdai.

This made Rong Xian, who greeted Xu Xingdai with a smile, stop his hand in mid-air and the smile stopped on his face.

Xu Zaijing looked at Rong Xian, looked back and smiled: "That's my eldest nephew."

Rongxian continued with a smile and sighed: "You look smart."

"Sniff sniff!"

Seeing the way Xu Zaijing looked at him after twitching his nose, Rongxian touched the corners of his eyes and then glanced at himself uncomfortably.

"Brother Jing, what's wrong? Why do you look at me like this?"

After Qingyun's nose twitched slightly, he quickly pursed his lips tightly and gritted his teeth to prevent the smile from appearing on his face. When he couldn't help it, he pulled up the scarf around his neck.

Xu Zaijing looked at Rong Xian's slightly blue eyes, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Brother Xian, you often stay up late in the palace to be on duty, so you should pay more attention to your health."

Rongxian blinked, straightened his aching and weak waist on the horse, and nodded solemnly: "Brother, I will remember... Huh?!!"

Rong Xian's eyes widened and he pointed with his finger at a smart pony tied behind the Xu family's carriage, and looked at Xu Zaijing in disbelief: "This... me, Brother Jing!"

Although Rongxian only said three words,

But Xu Zaijing understood what he meant and said helplessly: "Brother Xian, this is for my nephew. You wouldn't fight for something with an infant child."

Rong Xian looked directly at Xiao Ma, the expression on his face changing constantly: "Who said I don't."

Turning his head and looking at Xu Zaijing, he said incoherently: "Brother Jing, if my sister... I..."

Xu Zaijing looked at Rong Xian awkwardly, as if waiting for him to finish speaking.

Qingyun behind him widened his eyes and stopped smiling, and the Rong family servants all stopped for a moment.

Before Rong Xian finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and gave himself a gentle slap, and said with difficulty: "I don't have this idea!"

Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Zaijing just wanted to say something,

Rong Xian then pointed to the Xu family's carriage and said, "Brother Jing, Da Lang is looking at us. Let's talk as we walk."

As he spoke, he took the lead and walked toward the Xu family and his group of horses.

Xu Zaijing moved the reins lightly, and Long Colt followed.

"I didn't ask you just now, brother Xian, why are you waiting for me here?"

Rongxian turned around and waved to the servant behind him.

The servants of the Rong family quickly slowed down their horses and retreated to the back.

Rong Xian sighed seemingly deeply: "Brother Jing, do you still remember the polo match we played?"

Xu Zaijing had played a lot of polo, and his face froze: "Uh, me."

Without looking at Xu Zaijing, Rong Xian quickly punched his left palm with his right hand and sighed heavily: "Oh! Brother Jing, you must remember it! Although we lost that polo match, it was an honor to lose in that polo match. I keep it in mind, Rongxian!”

When Xu Zaijing heard this, he knew that Rongxian was talking about the game that Xu Zaijing asked him to help because Rongxian's poor playing skills caused Liang Han to make a mistake on the polo field after he returned to Beijing from Yangzhou.

Hmm. That time when Rongxian couldn't hold himself up the wall and even scored an own goal!

After all, Xu Zaijing lost very few polo games.

"It's been so long since that game, but I've never played such a thrilling polo show that showcased my skills. My skills seem to have been sealed!"

Faintly hearing Rongxian's words of 'thrilling', 'showing his skills', and 'sealing', Qingyun pressed his lips tightly again.

"Now I think about it, it was because I had good teammates in that game! Good teammates like Brother Jiong. I"

"So, brother Xian, you want to go to Huyan's house with me!"

Rongxian nodded heavily: "Yes! But my family did not receive an invitation from the Huyan family, so I lied and claimed that I was invited by you, Brother Jing, so for the sake of my brother, Brother Jing."

Saying that, Rongxian stretched out his fist.

Xu Zaijing pursed his lips and nodded, and fist bumped with Rong Xian.

Rong Xian's eyes were filled with joy. He looked at Xu Zai in front of him and said, "By the way, Brother Jing, I heard before that the Western Army didn't set off after the Lantern Festival? What's wrong with Brother Xu?"

Xu Zaijing looked at Rong Xian who was beaming with joy and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's grace allows the soldiers who have trouble at home to return to the northwest later."

Rongxian raised his hands toward the palace in the north: "Your Majesty is benevolent and righteous!"

The group of people walked through the streets and alleys, chatting and laughing.

When passing a brothel on the roadside,

There is a turtle slave who is wiping the gatehouse with sleepy eyes.

After seeing the knight in green, the turtle slave woke up immediately.

When he saw clearly that it was Rong Xian, he immediately bowed to please him and bowed, and was about to say something.

"Crack!"

Rongxian swung the riding crop in his hand.

The movements and sounds scared the turtle slave, and he trembled. His face felt hot and painful, and he quickly covered his cheeks.

The tip of the whip left a bloody trail on Turtle Slave's face as long as a fingernail.

After beating him, Rongxian didn't say anything and walked forward minding his own business.

Xu Zaijing took one look and said nothing.

The servant behind Rong Xian tapped the horse's belly and walked quickly for a few steps. He walked up to the turtle slave and threw down a silver ingot the size of half a fist.

"A little wink next time!"

The turtle slave caught the silver conditionedly,

He raised his head and stared blankly at the people walking away. After taking a dozen breaths, he looked down at the silver ingot in his arms.

After touching the scars on his face, Gui Nu struggled for a while and then shouted to the people who were walking away: "Yanei, next time you want to hit someone, remember to call me younger!"