Prosperous advisors

Chapter 32 Goodbye Rong Jin
When the word "Father Emperor" was mentioned, Princess Huaiyang's originally weak expression became a bit gloomy.Looking at Rong Jin with some resentment, he said: "Royal Father dotes on Brother Nine, and what Brother Nine wants to do is naturally out of the control of Sixth Sister and Fourth Brother."

Before Princess Huaiyang finished speaking, a trace of murderous intent flashed across Rong Jin's cold eyes, and with a sneer, he walked outside Rong Yan and Princess Huaiyang.

"Ninth Brother! Fourth Brother, look at him..." Rong Jin looked so defiant, the angry Princess Huaiyang couldn't help stamping her feet, and looked at Rong Yan beside her in disbelief.Rong Yan said indifferently: "The Ninth Brother is not in good health, what do you care about with him. What if you make him angry..." Hearing this, even if Princess Huaiyang is not reconciled, she has no choice but to grit her teeth and bear it.Among all the princes and daughters, the one my father loves the most is Rong Jin. Last year, the Eighth Sister just said a few angry words and made Rong Jin ill.Not only was the father furious, but he also gave the 14-year-old eighth sister a marriage to the brutal and rude general Xuanwu, and they got married in less than half a month.

"Isn't he the mother of a vixen..." Princess Huaiyang whispered.

"Enough." Rong Yan said in a deep voice, "It's okay to say this outside, if you go back to Xiyue and talk nonsense, no one can save you."

Princess Huaiyang also knew that she was a little impulsive, she gritted her teeth and bowed her head and stopped talking.

"Cough cough...cough..." In the carriage, there was an earth-shattering cough that seemed to carve out the heart and lungs.The girl in Tsing Yi sitting next to Rong Jin looked at the master worriedly, but she didn't dare to reach out to touch him at all.He could only anxiously say: "My lord, let's go back first. The servants will go to the doctor to show you..."

Rong Jin raised his hand to stop her, suppressed his chest pain and coughed: "No need, go to Baoguo Temple. What's the use of a doctor?"

The girl in Tsing Yi waited on Rong Jin for a long time, how could she not know that the doctor is useless.But looking at the master's appearance, there was nothing he could do, "But...but the young master can't bear the bumps anymore. Why don't you go back first and wait for the young master to get better before going out of the city?"

"Go to Baoguo Temple! Cough..." Rong Jin's eyes sank, and he coughed again.A fishy sweetness surged up his throat, and just as he raised his hand to cover his lips, a trace of blood flowed out from between his fingers.

"My lord!" The girl in Tsing Yi rushed over, tears streaming down her face.Some were at a loss and wanted to wipe the blood for him, but Rong Jin waved his hand away mercilessly, "Back off!"

"My lord..." the girl's expression darkened, and she called out in a low voice.

Rong Jin's expression changed, he stared at her coldly and said, "If there is another time, go back!"

"Slave...understood." The girl in Tsing Yi said with tears in her eyes.She has been serving the young master for more than two years, so she naturally understands many of the young master's rules.The young master's most taboo thing is being in contact with others, and the people who serve him on weekdays should not get too close unless necessary.Even things like bathing and changing clothes are never left to others.If the disease occurs, it will be more serious.Originally, it was the time when someone needed to take care of him personally, as long as someone touched the young master, he would be furious.

"Ahem..." The carriage is very spacious, and the soft couch on the side is covered with a soft brocade quilt, which will not make people feel uncomfortable even in the movement of the carriage.But Rong Jin, who was lying sideways on the soft couch, had a very ugly expression on his face.The blood vomiting just made his already pale face even paler. If you look closely, you will find that he is trembling slightly as if he is in the cold ice.The hand hidden under the sleeve tightly clutched the brocade quilt under the seat, obviously enduring severe pain.

"Cough..." A bloodstain slipped from his lips again, but this time he didn't even have the strength to wipe it off, allowing the bloodstain to slide onto the brocade quilt, and it was soaked in a moment.The handsome face was weakly attached to the gorgeous brocade quilt, and it was even paler and weaker against the dazzling colors.The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the deep-seated hatred was hidden under the half-closed eyes.The hands with white knuckles tightly grasped the brocade quilt under the seat...

I can't die... can't die!

The girl in Tsing Yi sat in a corner of the carriage, looking at the man in agony in front of her, but didn't even dare to move.She knew that the young master always spoke like a mountain, if she disobeyed the young master's order again, she would definitely be driven back.However, seeing the son in such pain, she was helpless.The girl in Tsing Yi couldn't help hating the people in Baoguo Temple.No matter who it is... If it wasn't for going to see him, how could the young master be ill and still refuse to go back to the post to rest?Want to go so far outside the city?

"My lord, Baoguo Temple has arrived."

Finally, the moving carriage slowly stopped, and a guard outside whispered.

The man who had closed his eyes and meditated slowly opened his eyes.Even though he had just endured inhuman pain, his eyes were still clear and bright, with a hint of darkness and vigilance.

"Go straight in and ask her to come out." This is only the mountain gate of Baoguo Temple, Rong Jin's current state is not enough to go to the temple by himself.It is not natural for him to worship the Buddha, so he naturally does not care about the question of respect or not, so he directly opened his mouth to give instructions.

"Yes." The guard outside responded, and the carriage quickly moved again.Baoguo Temple is the largest temple near the capital besides the royal temple, and it is also the favorite place for many dignitaries to worship Buddha and pray for blessings.There are many secluded courtyards in the back mountain of Baoguo Temple for people who come here to recuperate, cultivate themselves or worship the Buddha to pray for blessings.

The girl in Tsing Yi looked at the master who had closed her eyes again with some doubts, and was a little curious about who the master was talking about.She is Rong Jin's personal maid, but Rong Jin usually does not take her with her when she goes out to do errands, so she doesn't know what important person the master wants to see, but she can't wait for a moment.

"Son..."

Rong Jin opened his eyes and glanced at her lightly.Upon receiving the warning from her master's eyes, the girl in Tsing Yi immediately shut her mouth and did not dare to ask any more questions.Rong Jin closed his eyes again, but for some reason there was a faint smile on his pale and handsome face.

Mu Qingyi was sitting in the room mixing spices, and on the low table in front of her were all kinds of spices exuding a faint fragrance.Mu Qingyi looked at these spices with a little more gentleness and softness than usual.Zhu'er imitated Qingyi's appearance and knelt down beside the short bench, watching her lady curiously play with these spices.

"Miss, what is this?" Pearl asked curiously.

Qingyi raised her eyes to look at the things in front of Zhu'er, said with a faint smile, "This is the root of the plum tree."

"Plum blossoms are fragrant, Zhu'er knows, but I have never heard that plum tree roots are also fragrant." Zhu'er said doubtfully.The lady wants to make spices, shouldn't she choose plum blossoms, if nothing else, use plum roots?

Qingyi smiled lightly and said: "Plum blossoms are fragrant and cold to the bone, how do you know that plum trees have no fragrance?"

It is true that no one deliberately dug out the roots of the plum tree to smell them, but even the plum tree itself has nothing to ask, what fragrance can the roots have?Seeing the confused look of the little girl, Qingyi said leisurely: "Some things, if you can't smell it, doesn't mean that it really has no smell. Although plum fragrance is intoxicating, if it is mixed with other spices, it will lose its charm. Tree roots are the best material for fusion."

(End of this chapter)