Arrogant Consort Adored By War Prince

Chapter 875: Arika Folding (24)

"Master Rong, Princess Jingzhen didn't come today?" Li Qingxing frowned, "That's not okay, the empress is so important to her, how can she go fishing for three days and two days on the net?"

Rong Yan put away the mixed thoughts in his mind, and sternly said, "It is estimated that he is ill. King Xuan came to take a leave today."

Rong Yan was also worried in his heart. If it weren't for Jing Zhen to be a woman, it would be inconvenient for them to visit the mansion as male officials. He would have wanted to go to the morning to take a look.

Rong Yan hadn't hooked King Xuan's attitude towards him with Jing Zhen, but after the end of the early dynasty, he noticed something was wrong.

Logically speaking, if King Xuan is to warn himself not to be an emperor, why is it that he still mentioned in his words that he has no wife and cannot make peace in his family, so he should renew as soon as possible?

There is no logic to leave it alone for the time being, and it is equivalent to interfering in the housework of the courtiers. According to King Xuan's city, how shouldn't you make such a simple mistake.

Rong Yan thought about it, and when he returned home, he saw Xu'er rushing over, "Daddy, my sister hasn't come to see Xu'er for a few days, do you dislike Xu'er?"

Allowed to stay in Kyoto for such a long time, the first friend I made was Jingzhen, so he attached great importance to Jingzhen. Now Jingzhenyi has not come to accompany him for several days in the afternoon. He feels a little uneasy, wondering if it's where he is. Annoyed Jing really.

"Master Sheng has finished writing Xu'er in the big characters arranged, and I want to show it to my sister." Xu said with some uncomfortable expression: "Is my sister dislike Xu'er?"

"Xu Er, how many times has Daddy said that he wants to be called aunt, but not sister."

Rong Yan first corrected the mistake in the title of permission, and then said: "Your Aunt Jing Zhen should be sick, so you can't come now. It's definitely not that you don't like Xu'er anymore. Xu'er, you can practice your calligraphy now and wait for your aunt to return Later, show her."

Allow me to think about it for a while and ask Rong Yan seriously: "Can't we visit my aunt?"

Rong Yan's eyes darkened, his voice did not change, and he slowly said, "No."

Allowed to be a little disappointed, but still very sensible, did not quarrel with Rong Yan, and quietly continued to write large characters.

Rong Yan changed his court clothes and walked out of Rong Mansion. He originally wanted to buy some corn cakes for Allowance.

He stood quietly outside King Xuan's Mansion for a while, and finally walked around to the back door, trying to find out Jing Zhen's situation through the person guarding the back door, but the person seemed to be frightened, and he didn't dare to tell any news.

Rong Yan finally went to buy corn cakes for permission.

No matter, Xu is the one who thought a lot, how could King Xuan favor Jingzhen like that? How could it be detrimental to Jingzhen? Maybe Jing Zhen just figured it out all of a sudden, wanting to gradually become part of him by falling ill? Or is Jing Zhen really sick?

However, the latter made Rong Yan feel more uncomfortable than the former, like a thorn stuck in his heart.

"She can't even look at her when she's sick, what else?" Rong Yan thought about what happened to her just now, couldn't help but smile wryly, returned to the mansion, and once again buried himself in the affairs of the Ministry of Rites.

In King Xuan's Mansion, Jing Zhen went around in his yard a few times, but could not find a flaw to go out. After the end of the day, he was extremely tired and had to stop and rest.

"Hey! Big Brother Anguard, is my brother back?" Jing Zhen sat on the stone bench and just saw a shadow on the Huaihua Wood. He threw a whip directly out, and asked faintly after shocking people.

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