Quick wear: the host is so flirtatious, the substitute is Bai Yueguang

Chapter 221 Becoming a Rebel Secret Guard (21)

Jiang Rao followed his gaze and looked down.

Because Rong Yan didn't stop, she couldn't take the initiative to pull back when someone looked at her.

Therefore, his hands were still held by him.

Could it be...

When she raised her eyes again, the man had already withdrawn her gaze, as if it was just her own illusion.

Taking advantage of other people's gazes on Rong Qing, Jiang Rao withdrew her right hand. Fortunately, Rong Yan's hand was only slightly closed, so she withdrew her hand smoothly, and then she reached out to take a piece of pastry from the table.

Put it on your lips and take a bite, it melts in your mouth with a touch of sweetness.

The touch in his hands disappeared, Rong Yan's fingers trembled, and the movements naturally fell back to his legs.

But inexplicably felt empty in the apex of my heart for a moment.

Then he looked sideways, and the girl was lowering her head and biting the pastry, her eyelashes fluttering, and the delicate pastry in her hand disappeared after a few bites.

A smile flashed across his brows and eyes.

Although Jiang Rao is stubborn by nature, sometimes she is delicate, such as the appearance of pear blossoms with rain last time, which arouses pity.

Thinking a little hot, he looked away and took a sip of tea.

Jiang Rao noticed that the scorching gaze disappeared, her heart gradually calmed down, and she took another piece of pastry from the table to eat.

Just as she was about to raise her eyes to see what was going on with Rong Qing, she noticed a eunuch leading that figure towards her.

She raised her brows calmly, and set her eyes on her desk.

A man passed by at the corner of the table, the silver thread floating on the hem of his clothes outlined cloud patterns, elegant yet luxurious.

Then he sat down on the empty seat next to him.

From time to time, everyone's eyes converged on the man next to him. It looked peaceful on the surface, but the people on the seats on both sides had their own thoughts.

Jiang Rao was sipping tea to moisten her throat when she heard Rong Ci's voice.

"Third brother, we haven't seen each other for many years, but we hit it off right away. How is your health after being raised in the temple for so long?" His voice was full of arrogance, even if he deliberately slowed down a bit, he seemed to think too highly of himself.

Rong Qing didn't seem to be aware of it, and there was still a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you for your concern, brother Si Huang, I'm in good health now."

His easy-going voice, like spring water gurgling through the heart, makes it easy for people to let go of hostility.

Sure enough, the smile on Rong Ci's face was much more sincere, as if he felt that he was not threatening.

"This is a good thing. Come on, I will offer you a toast."

Rong Qing didn't refuse, he said: "I've been in the temple for many years and I'm used to the life there, so I haven't drunk wine, I hope the emperor doesn't mind if I replace wine with tea."

"What's the matter..."

The two clinked glasses and drank together.

The maids are full again.

Rong Yan who was beside him also got up personally, "Since the third brother and the fourth brother have already had a drink together, then the emperor brother will toast you again, and wish the third brother good health."

Rong Qing also stood up, "Thank you, Brother Huang."

The few people looked like brothers and sisters respecting each other, but in reality, there was a hint of an unclear smile on the corner of Jiang Rao's mouth.

The smile on the corner of her mouth hadn't subsided when Rong Qing, who was seated, glanced at her.

Jiang Rao made a gesture, nodded to him and then looked away.

The emotion in Rong Qing's eyes flashed by, but the gentle smile was still on his face.

Soon afterwards, the emperor and empress and all the concubines came together and sat down in their seats.

After saying a few scene words, the emperor put his eyes on Rong Qing's body, looked at his familiar skin and was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and he recovered after a few seconds.

He said, "Qing'er really looks like your concubine mother."

Rong Qing just paused, as if he was about to stand up and salute, when he saw him wave his hand, "There is no need to salute, today is a banquet to celebrate your return to the palace, so there is no need to be restricted by etiquette."

"Yes." Rong Qing responded.

A minister beside him responded, "Your Majesty is wise, and the old minister is here to congratulate the third prince on his return to the palace."

"Congratulations to the third prince for returning to the palace!"

"..."

Immediately afterwards, the sound of congratulations resounded through the sky as the wind passed through the reeds.

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