Canglan Empress

Chapter 800
Yaohua was silent, put down the teacup in his hand, relaxed his body and leaned on the soft couch, looked up at him, and patted the place beside him.

Rong Jin stood quietly for a moment, walked over and sat down beside Yaohua.

With a hook, Yaohua pulled him into his arms, then bent down and kissed his lips directly.

The maids in the inner palace had already retreated.

The inner hall was so quiet that only the breathing of the two could be heard.

This was the first time Yaohua kissed him actively.

Rong Jin will always remember this day, Yaohua's clear breath, the domineering and extravagant kiss.

One kiss is worth nothing.

Rong Jin's brows and eyes softened, his eyes were filled with thousands of stars, and every bit of starlight was the shadow of Yaohua.

Slightly straightened up, Yaohua withdrew a little, stared at Rong Jin's gentle eyebrows for a moment, then lowered his head and pecked the corner of his lips: "Going to take a bath?"

Rong Jin nodded.

Yaohua picked up Rong Jin's slightly messy hair, "Tomorrow we will have a day off, and we will go out to the palace for a walk."

Although there are rules in the palace that the emperor is not allowed to leave the palace at will unless it is a major festival, but as far as Yu Yaohua and Rong Jin are concerned, these rules don't have to be taken seriously at all.

Rong Jin's whole body was sore and limp, and he was adjusting his breath with luck. Hearing this, he smiled softly: "Okay."

Early the next morning, the emperor issued a decree to avoid the day.

Yaohua took Rong Jin out of the palace and went to the former Prince's Mansion.

In fact, there is nothing to visit.

Both of them are people who have seen the bustle and bustle, and they are not very interested in the world outside the palace.

It's just that when I have time, I occasionally come out to spend a day alone, steal half a day's leisure, put aside the busy government affairs and all the troublesome things, and sit in the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the Prince's Mansion.

Looking at the scenery, chatting a few words, or walking along the lakeside for a while is their happiness.

Sitting sideways on the bench in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, Yaohua bent one leg and looked lazily at the blooming lotus in the middle of the lake: "Do you have something on your mind these days?"

Rong Jin glanced at him, and said lightly: "The royal brothers of yours all have sons, have you decided on the candidate for the crown prince?"

Yaohua paused slightly when he heard the words.

Turning his head, he looked at him without emotion: "What kind of qualifications are the children of the prince's family, can't you see?"

I can tell.

Rong Jin closed his eyes in silence.

Either too mediocre, or extremely stubborn, there are no children worth raising at all.

As the saying goes, three years old is old.

The children of several princes' families are older than ten years old, and the younger ones are five or six years old.

Perhaps the requirements for knowledge and aptitude should not be too harsh, but temperament and conduct are innate, and none of those children meet the emperor's standards.

Rong Jin leaned against the pillars of the pavilion and stared at the lake in silence.

After a long time, he said: "I received a message the day before yesterday."

"What news?" Yao Huadan asked.

"News from Northern Qi." Rong Jin said calmly, "There is a rather special child, who is only about six years old this year. He is gifted and intelligent, and has the ability to remember with a photographic memory. It's just that he has a withdrawn personality and doesn't like to communicate with others—of course. , this is mostly because of his status as a concubine, and his aunt at home doesn't like him."

Yaohua raised his eyebrows: "Is this why you have been so preoccupied these days?"

Rong Jin was silent for a moment, then looked up at him: "The child is from Northern Qi..."

(End of this chapter)