Chapter 463 Emperor Fanwai 40: A He Restores His Last Memories

"Rongli, you owe me a glass of wine, you owe me ..."

He owed her a glass of wine, that glass of poisonous co-bottle.

She saw Rong Li for the third time. At the prime minister's house and her father's birthday banquet, there were six princes from the Tian family, with Prince Rong Li sitting first.

"Nonnon, come here."

Nong Nong is her breast name.

Her father called her to her side: "Your lord, this is the little girl Hua Qing."

She stepped forward and bowed her salute: "Hua Qing has met all the princes." When she got up, she looked at him involuntarily.

Among the several princes in the Tian family, he counted his eyebrows and made a good appearance.

Rong Li sat lazily, holding a tea cup in his hand, and glanced lightly: "Full sixteen?"

The Dachu woman was sixteen years old and she did it in February.

She blushed and nodded.

Rong Li raised his eyes, his eyes were heavy, like a misty night: "Can Prime Minister Fu receive a post?"

In the draft of the Prince's Mansion at the end of August, the emperor's eldest daughters in Jingzhong and Xi'an, if their family background matches, the queen has paid a post.

Her cheeks fainted slightly, and she nodded.

He put down the teacup, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes were covered with a frost that rose early in autumn: "Don't go."

She looked up sharply and hit his eyes: "Why, why?"

Rong Li did not say why.

But she knew that he did not want to marry her.

She went to ask the queen's aunt and father, after all, he made a plan, let Chongzong Emperor set a decree, pointed her to Rongli, Rongli resisted the decree, and was blamed by Chongzong's staff who had always loved him Hundreds, punishment for kneeling in front of Huawu Gate, one kneeling is one day and one night.

Later, Rong Li compromised.

The aunt said that he bowed his head in order to stay at the border. The aunt also said that he could marry him, but he shouldn't have a relationship. Lin Hera and the Tian family were afraid that there would be a **** game sooner or later. .

She didn't believe it at first. She thought that the emperor's house could never be more affectionate than the sea. She would always replace the woman at Bianguan, and she would always find a way to let him live with his father.

She was wrong.

On the wedding day, he left her, went to the northwest, and returned, already half a month later.

Father was furious.

At that time, Emperor Chongzong was seriously ill, and Rongli had just been regent. It was the most turbulent time in Chaotang. Her father moved out of this matter and was aggressive in Jinluan Temple.

"On the day of the wedding, the prince left his daughter and went to the northwest. Now he is back. Isn't it time to make up this glass of wine?"

Even, without waiting for Rong Li to say anything, his father ordered: "Come here, drink wine."

Nearly half of a courtier's father was his father's party leader. Even she did not know how powerful the prime minister's government was, only knowing that Emperor Chongzong's illness was definitely not accidental.

She didn't know whether Rong Li had any countermeasures. He still sat calmly, but he couldn't sit still after all: "Father, the prince traveled a long distance and suffered a cold. Let me drink it for him."

Rong Li glanced at her lightly and said nothing, only that his eyes were so deep that he seemed to be out of the way from the beginning to the end, as if he had a good chest, and he seemed to care less.

She stepped forward and took the glass of wine.

There was something added to that glass of wine, and my father had arranged for the dead ghost. Both the inside and outside of the hall were internal. As long as Chu Jun died, his father would support the puppet to ascend the throne.

I was afraid that my father didn't expect that she would drink the glass of wine for him.

The elder brother couldn't bear it, and ran away from her. She took only a small sip, but after all, she saw the blood-stained poison, even a few drops of poisonous wine, enough for her to be sick.

After that time, she fell ill, and as soon as winter came, she was desperate.

She has lost all the people in the world, but she has never had a calendar. She has countless lives on her hands, but she has never saved his heart.

What's wrong with her?

What's wrong ...

Lin Ying squatted on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

The sky in August and September was very blue, the grapes in the yard were ripe, and the vines climbed onto the roof, casting a shadow.

In the yard, two children tweeted, and the old children could hear the sound of crisp children.

"Sister, sister."

"There!"

Two small bean sprouts, one is three years old, one is four years old, the three-year-old is the Lu family, the nephew of Lu Qidong, the four-year-old is the Chu family, and the Chu family has just added a second little great-grandson, this little doll is that The brother of great-grandchildren.

The milk doll of the Chu family shouted under the vine: "Sister, a little above."

The wooden ladder was as high as one floor. Xiao Jinghe went up one more level, almost to the top, raised his hand, enough to reach a bunch of big and red grapes on it, and turned back to ask the Chu family's little sprouts: "Is this?"

The little bean sprouts happily jumped up and down: "Yes, that is the string." The voice shouted to her sister milkily, and said, "There are also those on the left."

The Lu Family ’s little bean sprouts were still unfavorable: "Yes! Yes!"

Xiao Jinghe was about to reach out and pick.

"Ahe."

Rong Li is back.

She turned back the ladder: "You are back."

Rong Li looked up and frowned, and quickly walked under the ladder: "Don't climb so high."

Chu Family's little bean sprouts said softly, "Sister is picking grapes for me."

Rong Li supported the ladder and glanced at the two milk dolls: "If you want to eat, ask your father to pick it."

So fierce.

Two little bean sprouts are deflated, and they want to cry, but dare not ...

After training the child, Rong Li raised his head and his voice was soft, just like the spring breeze, don't mention the gentleness: "Ahe, come down." He opened his hand, fearing that she would fall.

"I'll pick another string and come down." She continued to climb up.

Rong Li looked terrified and shouted at her.

"Ahe."

Xiao Jinghe's hand stretched out, and he turned back suddenly.

"Ahe."

"Ahe."

"..."

Like the sound coming from afar, she suddenly rushed into her head. In addition to the sound, there was a frame of strange and familiar pictures that rushed over without warning, and the suppressed and dusty memory suddenly came back.

"Ahe."

"Ahe."

When she looked down at the tree, she saw the man standing in the shadow of the whirling tree, dressed in white, with a lupin and a towel, and he was like Wenliang Yu.

It's him again.

That's a little bit more beautiful than the first beauty of Dachu.

Ying Ying ignored him, and continued to climb high. In July and August, Osmanthus was fragrant. Her father liked the sweet-scented osmanthus. She climbed the tree and wanted to pick some to make an altar for her father.

"Ahe."

He threw the fan in his hand, and opened his hand to pick her up, afraid that she would fall, and the tone was a little urgent, not as cold and expensive as in the past.

"Don't climb so high."

She turned back in the tree: "It's not allowed to call Ahe." She was also anxious, forgot to respect the humble, and spoke a little casually.

Rong Li was also angry, and smiled at her with her head up: "Your father calls you that, how can this king not be called?"

Ahe is her word, her breast name, how can you let other men call: "Your father calls you to see the calendar, so I can call your lord's name like this?"

His eyes were full of laughter, and his eyes were as bright as stars: "I will allow you what you call me."

She was speechless.

"Get down first, and I will pick you up."

That was the third time they met. He didn't call himself the king, he called her Ahe.

Later, they often met each other, not knowing whether it was accidental or intentional.

"Ahe."

"Ahe."

Rong Li chased behind.

She turned back: "You don't want to follow me again."

She came here today to find Qin Sanyi. The forefoot had just arrived, and the wise grandfather came on the hind foot. Fortunately, in Yong'an Hou Mansion, no one beside him saw him follow her back and forth like this. When you see it, it's too inconsistent.

Rong Li stood on the veranda behind her and walked forward step by step: "It's okay not to follow you." He raised her a lot and lowered his head to stare at her, "I haven't seen you in a girl's costume Looks like tomorrow's Hunting Garden, would you please wear a women's dress once? "

They have seen it several times, and she wears men's clothing every time.

Da Chu's clothes are complicated. She has troubles in three layers and three layers in the woman's dress. She wears them neatly unless necessary.

She was silent for a while, and responded softly.

For no reason, she always seemed unable to refuse him.

The next day, the Royal Hunt, the civil and military officials were invited to go together, and Ying Shen also went with his father, wearing a blue women's dress, even his father was surprised for a long time.

Because of the overnight stay, the Ministry of Internal Affairs arranged a camp account.

The father went out and left her alone in the tent. Hearing the footsteps, she thought that the girl in her house had returned: "How come you come back in Ming Wan—"

The door curtain was opened, and a slender hand came into view, followed by a beautiful face on the bone.

She immediately stood up from the couch: "What are you doing in my account ?!"

Rong Li wore a black horse-riding outfit today, two points less elegant warmth, and a little more sternness, but the eyes reflecting her outline like candlelight refracted the soft light inside.

He said, "Come and see you."

Next to her tent is the Shang Shujia's tent, which is full of eyes and ears. How could he be so shocked, she urged him: "After reading it, leave, and my father will come back soon."

Not only did he not walk, but he also approached her, forcing her to lean against the bed, and there was nowhere to retreat for a moment, so close, she could see his own shadow in his eyes when she looked up.

She was blushed today, covering her eyebrows slightly, her charm was two points more, Zhang Yang and charming were two points more.

He smiled breezyly, "Ahe, you are so pretty."

Her face was hot and her eyes were removed.

"Don't go hunting when wearing a skirt today." Rong Li didn't back away. When he spoke, the breath was in her ears. When she saw her silent, he leaned back to her. "Promise me, eh?" "

The woman's dress was really troublesome and complicated. She was hot and tight and subconsciously licked her dry lips.

For a long time, she ‘hmm’ let out.

He still circled her, and after watching it for a long time, she was uncomfortable before he backed away and gave her the sword in his hand: "Help me hold it, wait for me to return after hunting."

After three hours, the drum beat sounded, the hunting hour had passed, and horses burst in the paddock.

Emperor Chongzong sat in the dragon chair and asked the principal officer: "Have all the emperors come back?"

The official of the principal stepped forward: "Your Majesty, the Prince has not yet returned."

The words just fell.

"His Majesty!"

In the distance, the sweaty BMW ran close, and the guards of the Prince's Mansion came back. He was bloodstained and knelt down in front of the emperor: "Your Majesty, there are wolves in the hunting field, and the lord is under siege. Please send your troops to reinforce.

Emperor Chongzong stood up suddenly from the dragon chair.

In the words behind the emperor, Ying Shen couldn't hear any words and got up.

The father held her and shook her head.

"father."

Father lowered his voice: "Don't go."

Rong Li is the most beloved son of Emperor Chongzong. When something goes wrong, the entire Imperial Forest Army will be dispatched.

just--

She couldn't sit still, messed up with the square, and forgot the rules. She couldn't help herself: "He gave me the sword before he left, father, I'm going to return it to him."

Father also advised: "Ahe--"

She took the sword placed in the bodyguard: "Please rest assured that the daughter will return safely." After that, she resolutely entered the hunting ground.

General Dingxi just shook his head and sighed: his daughter has grown up and has a crush.

In the southeastern part of the hunting ground, there were **** air and wolves in all directions.

Aooo—

The cry just fell, and an adult wolf opened the mouth of the blood basin directly in front of him, and rushed forward.

"Master, be careful!"

Rong Li stepped back three steps, and before he stood firm, a cyan shadow ran into his eyes, blocking him. With a sound of Keng, the sword flashed, and the sharp blade cut off the front foot of the wolf.

Blood splattered for three feet, the cyan skirt was stained instantly, and his eyes were red: "What are you doing?"

She squatted quickly, tore the long and sloppy skirt, and threw a sword back: "Return you."

That's his sword.

Except for the sword used by the royal family, the hundred officials cannot bring weapons into the hunting ground.

Rong Li dragged her behind him: "Nonsense!" He said nothing, and turned back to order the Wangfu's personal soldiers, "I **** her away immediately!"

The beads on her head were thrown on the road, her hair was a little messy, and she stood beside him immobile: "You asked me to wear a skirt, you gave me the sword, did you already know that today will be uneven?"

Therefore, he did everything she could to prevent her from coming.

Rong Li was angry with her: "You know that you are still in peace!" He did not dare to delay, and the opponent ordered, "Don't worry about this king, take her out first."

She ignored it and pushed his hand straight away, pulled the sword and rushed forward.

Rong Li: "..."

Don't you know that you are afraid?

He was angry and anxious: "Wulnajia Yingshen!"

She slashed a wolf with a sword, blood splashed on her face, and the rouge red was finally covered with bright red blood, and turned back, even if the palace was dressed, she was still heroic.

"Tell me what to do, kill, don't drag me behind."

Rong Li: "..."

So wild!

He just likes it miserably.

In less than half a scent of incense, the Royal Forest Army came.

Rong Li guarded her and was injured in one body, leaving her unscathed.

This incident was caused by ghosts with the prince, Emperor Chongzong and Rongli knew it, but there was no evidence. The Prince He is the son of the Emperor's Concubine. In addition to Rong Li, the most popular candidate for the Chu prince is Rong Li pressing him everywhere.

at night.

After the dead of night, Rong Li came to Ying Shen's tent again.

"Ahe."

He wore a guard's clothes and sneaked in. A beautiful face was sickly white because of excessive blood loss.

She was so annoyed: "It's all hurt like this, it's not good to lie down."

After being trained, Rong Li laughed and put it up: "Why are you looking for me today?" The eyes were full of joy, and she was somewhat proud of her satisfaction.

She turned aside her face, looked at the candlelight, the light and shadow swayed in her eyes, messy: "Send you a sword."

He stood in front of her, blocking the candlelight, reaching for her chin and lifting it up: "Are you happy with me?"

(End of this chapter)