Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 582 No Curse Like You!

Chapter 582 No Curse Like You!

Rong Huang watched Rong Leng arrive at the door, but without turning his head, he said lightly, "I have a meeting gift for you, take it before leaving."

Rong Ling stopped and looked at him.

Rong Huang raised his hand, someone in the dark seemed to have received the signal, at this moment, the door opened, and a black linen bag was carried in.

The bag was thrown in and placed at Rong Leng's feet, and the extra people stepped back.

The door was closed again, Rong Leng raised his eyebrows and looked at the human-sized black bag, it was not difficult to see that there was a person wrapped in it.

"Open it and have a look." Rong Huang said.

Rong Leng leaned over, pulled the bag open easily, opened it slightly, and inside, a woman in coarse sackcloth was sleeping in a coma.

Rong Leng raised his eyebrows.

Rong Huang was not afraid to say it bluntly: "Mistress Huang'er, you have been looking for it for a long time, and I gave it to you, so you don't have to return it."

Rong Ling was silent and stood where he was.

Rong Leng didn't speak for a long time, but Rong Huang asked with a smile: "I'm so moved? I know your uncle and I are okay? It's for you to go back and coax your wife. Huang'er, you should make good use of it and rescue him." In addition to the Liu family, I can also help you achieve success. A-Leng, you are a smart person and understand what I mean. In short, this gift is my wedding gift to you, although you did not send me a wedding invitation. "

At the end of the sentence, he even made such a sour sentence.

Rong Leng really needed Huang'er very much now, Huang'er was the key to the success of the turmoil in the capital, but Rong Huang suddenly gave this person to himself, Rong Leng never believed that the emperor's uncle was just out of good intentions.

The purpose of the emperor's uncle is actually obvious.

The emperor's uncle wanted to help him to make a name for himself and establish his prestige in this Kyoto incident, and in return, he would have to do something for this emperor's uncle in the future.

For example, when the emperor's uncle colluded with officials in Kyoto, Zhengemen turned a blind eye.

For another example, on the day when the emperor's uncle sent his army to the north, he didn't need to contribute to it, but he couldn't hinder it either.

Another example...

In short, the possibilities are many and inclusive.

This old fox seems to be careless, but in fact there is a gap in his chest, which is clear.

But even if he knew that this was a debt of favor, and that he was deeply involved, he should never accept this debt, but a great opportunity was right in front of him, and Rong Leng would not let it slip away in vain.

Huang'er, he will take it away, but he can't make Rong Huang so happy.

Tie the bag again, Rong Leng held the mouth of the bag, and said to Rong Huang: "Does the emperor know, who do you resemble most?"

Rong Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Like? Why, do you want to say that I look like you? Don't joke, I'm much more handsome than you."

Ignoring this person's crazy words, Rong Leng said bluntly: "You have never thought about why you have been playing games with my father for many years, why are you still in the same place?"

Rong Huang frowned.

Rong Leng said without fear of nausea: "It's just because two people who are too similar not only behave similarly, but also think similarly. You can guess my father's thoughts, and my father can also guess yours. Uncle, you It's too similar to my father, but you haven't noticed it."

Hearing these words, Rong Huang remained motionless, only staring at Rong Leng for a moment. Suddenly, Rong Huang stood up and waved to him: "Come here, come here, I promise I won't kill you, come here."

Rong Leng was disgusted with this uncle, turned his head and left.

When Rong Leng went downstairs, he could still hear Rong Huang swearing behind him: "There is no one like you! Who is he like? Who are you scolding? Rong Leng, come back to me, come back!"

And Rong Leng, carrying that Huang'er, has already stepped out of the gate of Baxiufang.

Yunzhimeng is in the backyard of Xiufang, sitting in the room, listening to the noisy voices in front, while cleaning up the peeled oranges, putting them on a clean porcelain plate, and pushing them to the woman opposite, Asked: "Mother, you said that person just now is King Quan? The one in Liaozhou? The one who plotted to rebel? But why did he come to our Guyong Mansion?"

The middle-aged woman with a simple and honest appearance on the opposite side took a piece of orange, ate it, and said with a smile: "Besides the owner of the workshop, who else can invite such a person?"

"When will the Fangzhu come back? I miss her."

The middle-aged woman scratched the tip of Yunzhimeng's nose, and said with a smile, "Do you miss Fangzhu, or do you want southern food?"

Yun Zhimeng stuck out her tongue, and coquettishly said: "I want to."

The middle-aged woman gave her a doting look, and said: "I can't stay longer, you go and wrap up the leftover green plums from last time, I want to take them away."

"Mother, don't you still have a lot? Have you finished eating? Mother, you still say I'm greedy. I can see that it's mother who is even more greedy."

The middle-aged woman couldn't laugh or cry: "It's not me, it's a gift."

"Give it away?" Yun Zhimeng was stunned for a moment, then pouted suddenly: "Mother, how much effort it took to transport this green plum from thousands of miles, how much it was damaged on the way, and how difficult it is for us to preserve it, why do you just give it away to anyone?" Well, I... I didn't eat much..."

"Hey, go get ready first."

"Mother, who did you give it to? Did you give it all?" Yun Zhimeng still felt distressed, and asked reluctantly.

The middle-aged woman stopped talking and only urged her to get ready.

Yun Zhimeng was also clever, after thinking for a while, he suddenly thought of: "Mother, did you give it to Liu Wei?"

The middle-aged woman choked!
Yun Zhimeng immediately jumped up: "It really is Liu Wei, mother, even if, even if it was prepared for Liu Wei, but... But it's not enough to give it all, Liu Wei can't finish it by herself..."

The middle-aged woman was extremely helpless: "Didn't you know Liu Wei? She can't finish eating, so you go to find her and eat with her. Isn't it as you like?"

Yun Zhimeng smiled immediately: "Really?"

The middle-aged woman looked at her and sighed: "Don't be ashamed."

Yun Zhimeng grumbled and pouted her lips a little higher, and said sullenly: "I'll go get ready now, let's go to the head office!"

Yun Zhimeng went out for a while, and when she came back, she brought a big jar, which weighed at least ten catties, but Yun Zhimeng carried it like a small gadget.

Reluctantly handing over the jar, the middle-aged woman took it, without any sense of effort, and said: "Go out and see if anyone is there, I have to go."

"No one, just came in and took a look."

"Then I'll go first."

Yun Zhimeng nodded, and personally sent the person outside the second gate before turning around and walking back.

I just walked back two steps, and I thought of the sour and sweet, delicious Jiangnan cake again, and licked my lips, a thought came to my mind, and I ran back to the room quickly, waiting to come out again By then, he had already changed out of the heavy and complicated dance clothes, put on neat and clean light clothes, and hurried out of Baxiufang, walking all the way to the inn where Liu Wei was.

And at this time in the inn, Liu Wei, who was still being talked about by Rong Su, actually had a broken heart...

(End of this chapter)