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What kind of guests came, did they need him to get up specially?

Rong Su was a little angry, but when the little girl saw his expression, she cowered and timidly took half a step back, her face full of caution.

Rong Su also could not remember the year or month that he last saw his uncle, but it was not important either, because he did not want to remember, the people only knew that the King of Quan was ambitious, that he was the ruler of the Liaozhou, and that he was ready to rebel in the capital.

However, what he did not know was that in Rong Su's heart, what was scary about Rong Huang was not his thoughts that were about to rebel, but his entire person.

Thinking about what had happened in his youth, Rong Su's originally ugly face darkened even more.

He pursed his lips and tightened his fingers inside his sleeves. He was a dignified seven kings with authority over the imperial court, but after seeing someone, he was so nervous that he didn't even dare to move recklessly.

After being stiff for a while, Rong Huang seemed to be unhappy that he did not hear Rong Su's regards, and grumbled: "What's wrong? You don't want to see me? "

Rong Su really wanted to blurt out "I don't want", but he knew what would happen after he said it. After a long period of silence, he sullenly said, "Greetings, Uncle Fifteen."

Only then did Rong Huang raise his hand towards Rong Su, "Come, come, come down to accompany me. Your Third Brother still doesn't know how much time is left, come here to help me relieve my boredom."

Rong Su's face tensed up, what's there to feel dejected about, this word was too familiar.

In his childhood, Rong Su had already been below and above tens of thousands of people, so royal father had always doted on him. Although the crown prince lived in the main palace, in terms of favoritism, of course the first person in front of royal father was someone he, the Seventh Prince, had no other choice.

In the palace, Rong Su could walk sideways, sideways, and backwards as he pleased, but he could only walk with his head lowered, alone in front of a single person.

When Rong Su was ten years old, he was dressed in an embroidered tiger robe, which was sewn with golden threads. His sleeves were cut in the middle, and his collar was narrow, making him look extremely expensive, among all the princes, he was the only one who could stand out, capable of writing well and learning well. That was when he was young and arrogant, and only had mother imperial concubine in his eyes, or at most, the Empress Crown Prince.

As for this seemingly benevolent Uncle Fifteen, for the first time, he allowed his noble head to fall.

When he thought of the ugly things that happened back then, and how children's shadows fell one after another a few years later, Rong Su felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

However, Rong Huang was still rushing him from downstairs, "Xiao Qi, come quickly, I haven't seen you in a long time, come, let me see if you're tall or not."

Rong Su's face was extremely dark, he was not a small child, what kind of person could not grow taller?

Rong Su did not want to go down, he really wanted to return to his room and close the door.

However, Rong Su was very clear about the temper of the person downstairs. If he did not go down, his royal uncle would probably have other ways to torment him.

Gritting his teeth, Rong Su decided to go all out. He exhaled, went back to his room to get some clothes, casually put them on, and went downstairs.

"Xiao Qi, you didn't sleep well last night, right? "Why are your eyes all black and blue?" Rong Huang asked with concern.

Rong Su did not say a word, he only sat opposite of his royal uncle, his fingers tightly holding onto his teacup, he could feel the temperature of the tea in it, and felt a little better.

"Xiao Qi, why aren't you talking? Do you know, if you don't answer the elder's question, you can be unfilial. Being a good child, you can't be too filial. Be good. Tell me, have you had a nightmare? Have I dreamt of a demon? "

The girl who was waiting nearby couldn't hold back her laughter.

The little girl was so scared that her hair stood on end. She carefully looked at Rong Su and saw that he was looking at her from the side, looking dangerously at the big girl. She then quickly pulled her big sister away and hid in the backyard.

The two little girls were scared off, but Rong Huang was unhappy: "Look at you, this little girl is smiling, what's wrong? Can't you laugh even after your mouth grows? And yours, how long is your mouth? If you don't open your mouth, what are you doing? It's better to just sew it up and paste it with paste. "

Sewing, paste.

As he thought about the past, Rong Su's complexion turned from black to somewhat white.

Rong Huang seemed to have remembered as well, and said cheerfully: "Speaking of which, I really did paste some paste into your mouth, but I didn't sew your mouth shut. What did you do wrong that time? Oh, by the way, you also cursed the little girl. How many times have your uncle told you that a girl's house is meant for pain, not for cursing. How come after all these years, you still don't have a memory? "Your father really doted on you. If I had known earlier, I would have insisted on taking you away. If you were by my side, you definitely wouldn't have ended up like this."

Rong Huang was still muttering nonstop, Rong Su's face, was completely unreadable.

He really didn't want to recall what happened back then.

At this moment, sounds of movement came from the second floor.

Rong Su almost subconsciously looked upstairs, and upon seeing that it was indeed Rong Ling who walked out, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief. This was the first time Rong Su had been so happy to see Rong Ling.

Rong Ling walked down and stood there, clasping his hands at Rong Huang, treating him as a form of respect.

Rong Huang casually let Rong Ling sit down, but continued to look behind Rong Ling. Seeing that there was no one around, Rong Huang unconsciously frowned: "Where is your family member?"

Rong Su was startled, and looked at Rong Ling with a strange expression.

Rong Ling merely said in a cool voice, "I'm still sleeping."

Rong Huang was dissatisfied: "The elders are already downstairs, why are you still sleeping upstairs? "Go and call him down, tell him that a relative has come to your house."

Rong Ling did not move, but said: "She is not feeling well."

If your body is not well, then you should go to bed early and get up early. This is better for your body.

Rong Ling refused to budge an inch: "I thank her on her behalf."

"Do you want to thank me or not? Tell someone to come personally."

"I can't."

"Ah Ling, do you still remember that I'm your uncle?"

"Yes."

"Remember to call her down. I have something to give her."

As Rong Huang said this, Rong Ling saw the subordinate behind his royal uncle carrying a large box, and standing there with a head full of cold sweat.

"What is it?" Rong Ling cautiously asked.

Rong Huang was so angry that he wanted to reach out and hit his nephew, and said snappily: "Just call him down, and you will know, what are you panicking for, could it be that you are going to be harmed?"

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