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Rong Huang watched as Rong Ling walked to the door, but did not turn back as he said lightly: "I have a greeting gift for you, take it and leave."

Rong Ling stopped in her tracks and looked at him.

Rong Huang was not afraid of speaking bluntly: "Palace Maiden Huang Er, didn't you guys look for a long time to find a place? I gift it to you, there's no need to return it."

Rong Ling remained silent and stood in place.

Rong Ling hadn't spoken for a long time, when Rong Huang asked while chuckling: "Too touched? Do you know what your royal uncle is? , you are a smart person, you understand what I mean. In short, this big present is my wedding present to you two, even though you did not send me a wedding invitation. "

At the end of his words, he even said something like this in a sour tone.

Rong Ling really needed Huang Er right now. Huang Er could be considered to be the key to success or failure in that crisis in the capital, but when Rong Huang suddenly gifted this person to him, Rong Ling definitely did not believe that Royal Uncle was doing it out of good intentions.

The Imperial Uncle's goal was actually quite obvious.

His Imperial Uncle wanted to help him in this matter of the capital, to raise his name and establish his prestige. And in return, he had to do something for his Imperial Uncle in the future.

For example, when royal uncle was colluding with officials of the capital, Zhenge Sect turned a blind eye.

For example, on the day that his Imperial Uncle marched all the way up north, he didn't need to do anything, but he couldn't stop him either.

Another example would be …

In short, there were many possibilities, including a wide range of possibilities.

This old fox seemed to be indifferent, but in reality, he was very clear about the gap between them.

But even if he knew that it was a debt of gratitude that involved a lot of things, he would never accept it. With such a good chance in front of him, Rong Ling would not let it slip away so easily.

He would take Huang Er away, but, he would not let Rong Huang feel so good either.

After tying up the bag, Rong Ling carried the bag and said to Rong Huang: "Royal Uncle, do you know who you are most similar to?"

Rong Huang raised his eyebrows and laughed: "Like? What, you want to say I'm like you? Don't joke around, I'm much more handsome than you. "

Ignoring the crazy words of this person, Rong Ling said straightforwardly: "You have never thought about why you are still in the same place after playing games with my royal father for so many years?"

Rong Huang frowned.

Rong Ling said in a voice that was not afraid of being disgusted: "It's because not only are the actions of these two too similar people similar, even their thoughts are similar. You can guess what my royal father is thinking, and my royal father can also guess what you are thinking too.

When Rong Huang heard these words, he did not move, and stared straight at Rong Ling. Suddenly, Rong Huang stood up, and waved his hand: "Come over, I promise I won't beat you to death. Come over."

After Rong Ling finished feeling disgusted with this uncle of his, he turned and left.

When Rong Ling went downstairs, he could still hear Rong Huang cursing from the back, "There's no one who can scold like you! Who said it was similar to him! Who are you scolding? Rong Ling, come back here! "

And Rong Ling, who was carrying Huang Er, walked out of the Baxiu Studio gate.

The simple and honest looking middle-aged woman opposite him took a piece of orange and ate it, while laughing, "Besides leader of the studio, who else can invite such a character?"

"When will the leader of the studio return? I miss her. "

The middle-aged woman scratched the tip of Yun Zhimeng's nose and laughed: "Are you thinking of the leader of the studio or the delicacies of the south?"

Yun Zhimeng stuck out her tongue, then said coquettishly: "I do."

The middle-aged woman looked at her lovingly and said, "I can't stay for long. Go and wrap up the rest of the green plum fruits. I will take them with me."

"Mother, don't you have a lot more? You finished them all? Mother you're still saying that I'm greedy, in my opinion, it's clearly you who's even more greedy. "

The middle-aged woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's not me, it's a gift."

"Giving it away?" Yun Zhimeng was startled for a moment, then suddenly pouted: "Mother, this Green Plum Blossom was transported here from a long distance, how much effort did it take, and how much damage was done on the road, and how hard it was for us to preserve it, how could you just casually send it out, I … "I didn't even eat much …"

"Good girl, go and prepare."

"Mother, who did you give it to? All of them were sent off? " Yun Zhimeng was still distressed, and kept asking.

The middle-aged woman said no more and only urged her to prepare.

Yun Zhimeng was clever, after thinking for a moment, he suddenly thought of something: "Mother, you gave it to Liu Wei?"

The middle-aged woman choked!

Yun Zhimeng immediately jumped up: "It is indeed Liu Wei, Mother. Even if it is, even if it was prepared for Liu Wei in the first place, but. But it's not all set, which Liu Wei can't finish all of them by himself … "

The middle-aged woman was extremely helpless: "Didn't you know Liu Wei? Since she's unable to finish it, you can go and find her and eat with her. Wouldn't that be as you wish? "

Yun Zhimeng immediately laughed: "Really?"

The middle-aged woman cast a sidelong glance at her and sighed. "Don't lose face."

Yun Zhimeng went out for a while, and when he returned, he brought a huge jar with him. That jar was at least five kilograms, but when Yun Zhimeng carried it, it was like carrying a small toy.

Reluctantly, she handed the jar over to the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman accepted it without any strain and said, "Go out and take a look. If there is anyone here, I have to go."

"There's no one here. We saw them just when we entered."

"Then I'll leave first."

Yun Zhimeng nodded and personally saw him off before turning back.

He licked his lips and an idea popped up in his mind. His feet had already quickly ran back to his room, and when he came out again, he had already changed from the heavy and complicated dancing dress he was wearing and put on clean and light clothing. He hurriedly left the Baxiu Studio and walked towards the inn Liu Wei was staying.

And in the current inn, the heart of Liu Wei, who was still being pulled by Rong Su, actually crumbled …

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