How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 130 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (52)

  Rong Yiqing was brewing hot tea with smooth movements, the heat was rolling, and the white mist that emerged covered his face.

   The second prince, who was supposed to be far west, was sitting opposite him.

   Rong Bo's face became more cold and handsome, and the look in his eyes made people dare not look directly.

   Thin lips pursed, the arc was cold and calm, revealing a more calm and restrained breath.

  's slender fingers rested on the table, Rong Bo said lightly, "If you have something to say, just say it."

   After the emperor's last decree was announced to the world, Rong Bo went to the Western Regions that night. If it wasn't for the crown prince's enthronement ceremony the day after tomorrow, Rong Bo really didn't want to come back.

   He returned to the Western Regions full of unwillingness and hatred. The ambition and greed in his heart were not liberated at all, but intensified.

   This throne should belong to him!

   A prince who knows nothing, why does everyone turn to him.

   And he has always been the best until the end of the year. When he was playing with the prince, he studied and practiced desperately, but in the end it was still in vain.

  Rong Yiqing raised the corner of his mouth, his expression leisurely and indifferent, "Second emperor brother, the day after tomorrow will be the crown prince's enthronement ceremony. As long as he takes this position, it will be difficult to pull him down."

   When the prince ascended the throne, he Rong Bo could only stay in the Western Regions all his life, and he would never be able to make his mark.

   All of his previous efforts have been drained, and all the wedding dresses he made for the prince.

   Even with all kinds of dark and tyrannical emotions surging in his heart, Rong Bo's surface was still extremely indifferent. His slender fingertips tapped on the table, "Looks like you already have a way."

  The hot tea just happened to be ready, Rong Yiqing didn't pour it to Rong Bo, but poured it into his own teacup, the whole study was filled with the scent of tea.

   Rong Bo frowned, the tea smelled faintly, but it still couldn't hide the cheap taste.

   "Guzhu Zicha." Rong Yiqing sniffed it lightly and took a slow sip. This tea is very bitter, and the bitterness is a bit astringent, "Have Brother Erhuang heard of this tea?"

   Of course, Rong Bo has never heard of it. He has never even seen this kind of inferior tea. In addition, he doesn't like drinking tea.

   He has always been very picky, and if he wants, he only wants the best, and other things have never caught his eye.

  Rong Yiqing just mentioned it casually. He didn't know what he thought of. He suddenly chuckled, "I remember when the fourth brother drank this tea for the first time, he almost cried."

   Rong Bo hadn't heard this name for a long time, and now his heart was hot when he suddenly mentioned it.

   "Cry?" Rong Bo looked at him suspiciously.

  Isn’t it right? It was the first time that the Fourth Prince, who was held in the palm of his hand, drank this kind of inferior and bitter tea. He looked like he was about to cry bitterly.

   But that person was still very serious. In order not to make him sad, he actually drank not a drop of it. Wen Xien probably didn't know the look on her face at that time, it was pitiful and ridiculous.

  Rong Yiqing didn't want to share the matter between him and Wen Xien with others, so he changed the subject, "I know where the tiger talisman is."

   The back that was leaning on the soft couch was slightly straightened, Rong Bo's eyes darkened, "Shouldn't the tiger talisman be on the prince's side?"

Rong Yiqing calmly took a sip of the tea, the bitter and unpalatable tea was far from the fragrance that he smelled. He actually didn't like drinking this kind of tea, but it smelled fragrant. got used to.

   He gave Rong Bo a meaningful look.

  Rong Bo immediately had a guess in his heart, "Not with the prince?"

"Yes."

   Putting down the teacup, Rong Yiqing carefully looked at the teacup made of white porcelain that was worth a thousand gold in his hand, rubbed his fingertips slowly, his eyes lifted slightly, and calmly said, "On the fourth brother."

   The eyelashes of Rong Bo, who had never been emotionally fluctuated, trembled slightly, and the fingers on the table slowly clenched into fists.

   Tiger sign.

   Such an important thing, the father emperor even gave it to the fourth brother, which is related to the prosperity and prosperity of the entire Yan Kingdom, but it was like a child's play.

  One is the incompetent prince.

  One is the arrogant fourth prince.

   Just these two wastes, but they control everything in the country of Yan.

   Rong Bo asked blankly, "How do you know."

  Rong Yiqing smiled, his lips curved like a smile but not a smile, "I know everything about the fourth brother."

   Rong Bo snorted coldly, his eyes mocking, "Rong Yiqing, I wonder if you have heard a word."

   "What?" Rong Yiqing asked lazily.

   "Smartness is mistaken by smarts."

   The indifferent Rong Bo spat out these words.

  Rong Yiqing was not annoyed, instead he laughed even more happily, "Really?"

   Looking at the confident Rong Yiqing, Rong Bo was in a bad mood, he always felt that it was not so simple.

   Fourth brother... Will Rong Yiqing succeed?

  Can Rong Yiqing really entangle the fourth brother?

   But you might as well think in a good place. If the tiger talisman is in hand, the prince will definitely be pulled down, and no one can keep him.

   "Only when the tiger talisman is in hand, he overthrew the crown prince, and the talent and achievements of the second emperor brother, I am afraid that not a single courtier will be dissatisfied."

   What's more, even if he doesn't agree, there are many ways to force him to obey.

   Rong Bo was not tempted by this, even if the conditions were very attractive, but there is nothing free in the world, and no one will go to great lengths to help someone for no reason.

"What do you want?" Rong Bo stared at Rong Yiqing coldly. He could see deeply hidden negative emotions in Rong Yiqing. It came out so uncontested.

Rong Yiqing got up slowly, turned his back to Rong Bo, his eyes fell on the precious calligraphy and paintings in front of him, the dark eyes seemed to be imprisoned by a sinister and malicious evil spirit, who wanted to open the gate of **** and climb to the world. to do evil.

   "I said, I don't want anything, I just want the fourth brother."

   His voice was very gentle, like a murmur between lovers.

   Rong Bo's brows became even tighter, and he finally couldn't help but ask, "You hate fourth brother? Is it because fourth brother thinks you shouldn't have?"

   Rong Bo really couldn't understand, he felt that Rong Yiqing had more and stronger obsession with the fourth brother than the fourth brother.

   Every time Rong Yiqing said about Wen Xien, although his expression was still gentle, the depths of his eyes seemed to want to tear Wen Xien to pieces.

  Rong Yiqing let out a low laugh, the laughter was a little weird, "Yeah, who told her to fall in love with an evil ghost."

   Rong Bo opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

  Because this is a transaction, in general, Rongbo still made a profit.

   As for the fourth brother...

   Whoever tells her to provoke someone she shouldn't provoke will always pay a price for doing something wrong.

   (end of this chapter)