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Rong Siyin didn't know why, but the anger in his heart immediately disappeared.
He watched the young man walk beside him. Looking sideways, his shoulders were thin and his white clothes gave him the aura of a romantic celebrity. Under the moonlight, the skin is as white as snow, and even better, it seems to have been cleansed by the moonlight, and it is astonishingly beautiful.
Qi Zhouling followed Xie Xu and looked at Rong Siyin's face with rare expectations.
No matter what, Rong Siyin is always much better than those foreigners.
"Go to my courtyard." Rong Siyin whispered.
However, this voice was not very restrained. At least Xin Ami behind him heard it and his face turned pale. And Rong Siyin glanced back at Xin Ami. It couldn't be said to be contemptuous or disgusting, but just a bit provocative.
Yes, Xin Ami was clearly aware of the other party's provocation. This method of declaring sovereignty made him mean something more. His face was as ugly as the dead.
Rong Siyin is such a leader of the righteous martial arts, but he has no intention of hiding it. On the contrary, he seems to want everyone to know that he is having a relationship with a man.
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Xie Xu had only refused Rong Siyin¡¯s words before in front of Xin Ami. But when he walked out of the remote courtyard, he lowered his eyes and asked, "Aren't you going to Li Xiao Yuan?"
¡°¡With him here, Lixiao Courtyard is not as safe as my hospital.¡±
Xie Xu realized that he was referring to "Xin Ami", his black eyes were as clear as if they had been soaked in water, and suddenly he smiled: "Should I go back first? I'm afraid others will see me coming out of your courtyard. It will feel strange if you walk out.¡±
"No." Rong Siyin said, "You come."
The thick night sky is like splashing ink, but a bright moon shines brightly, reflecting the figures of the three people on the ground, like a thin paper cut.
There are still candles lit in Rong Siyin's courtyard, and the servants are busy walking through with lamps, their lowered eyes casting a shadow on their faces.
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The steward thought that they were going to discuss official business, so he asked the tea master to make a pot of strong tea and serve it to them.
The fragrance of tea lingers.
Rong Siyin saw the green tea soup in front of Xie Xu and the bitter and fragrant drink, his eyebrows slightly drooped, and he was moved away.
"Have you gone to see if the kitchen is resting? Let someone boil a pot of milk and put in the snowflakes and bring it up. If there's no one around, bring up the prepared cold snacks."
After receiving the order, the steward quickly went down to urge people to prepare.
Even when he is out and about, the people Lord Rong brings are very sophisticated, so naturally there is no chance of an empty kitchen.
The boiling milk was quickly brought to the table. The smell was not strong, and the fine white smoke curled up.
Xie Xu held a cup of hot milk in his hand, and Qi Zhouling was also poured a cup.
Xie Xu thought it was because Rong Siyin was careful, so he specially changed the milk suitable for Qi Zhouling, but he heard Rong Siyin say to him: "It is not good to drink strong tea at night, and there is nothing to do all night long, you finish it A cup of milk to sleep well, I will give it to you tomorrow."
Xie Xu raised his eyes: "What if someone sees you?"
The silver-haired sword cultivator on the opposite side said: "Not at all."
The red lips touched the pale white milk, and the warmth dispelled the coolness at night. Xie Xu subconsciously licked off the milk stains on his lips, looked at Rong Siyin and said: "Every time I feel that the rumors in the world are good, and the Lord of Rong City is indeed the flower of the high mountain, you show your careful and gentle side again, but you are called People can¡¯t see through it.¡±
Rong Siyin paused for a moment. He looked at Xie Xu, but the words that overflowed his lips were not spoken.
¡What if I am gentle only to you?
Qi Zhouling burped just in time and without any malice.
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Children usually don¡¯t smell fishy things, and they don¡¯t often drink cow or goat milk. However, the milk was boiled and had no peculiar smell. I was a little nervous outside just now, so I drank it all in one breath. As a result, I burped a few times uncontrollably. When I found that both Xie Xu and Rong Siyin were looking at him, I suddenly He blushed at a loss.
Rong Siyin: ""
What he wanted to say was completely wiped out.
"Business matters."
Rong Siyin glanced at Qi Zhouling and tapped his acupuncture points to stop hiccups. He then asked Qi Zhouling to sit on the couch and move Little Zhou Tian in a cross-legged position, while he sealed his acupuncture points and used the Snow Melting Technique to dissolve the accumulated internal energy.
Qi Zhouling, who was taught by Rong Siyin, naturally knew the direction of the meridians that circulated his internal energy. With a little guidance, he used his fingers to seal 72 large acupoints to find out the crux of the problem. Rong Siyin looked slightlyThe servants were very considerate. Seeing that the lights in the master room were still on, they considerately asked the kitchen to heat up another pot of milk and serve it with some delicious desserts.
But before the steward could reach the house, he heard the young master¡¯s voice coming from inside.
¡ª¡ªThe young master whom they, the Lord of Rong City, put at the top of their hearts, with a jade-like appearance, like an immortal descending to the earth that no one dared to take a second look at, was talking intermittently.
"Master, master. Aye is wrong, please let Aye go"
Some of them have a soft-spoken accent like that of southern Wu Nong, which is even more touching. After listening to only one ear, the steward staggered and quickly jumped to the side with Qinggong. He wanted to dig out his ears.
Rong Siyin always asked them to call them the city lord, never the title "master".
And the young master¡¯s voice didn¡¯t mean much pain, and he even used a nickname like ¡°Aye¡±
The steward¡¯s young face turned red.
Their city lord is so good at it.
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Rong Siyin, Feng Ping was killed, so tragic
(It¡¯s even late, jump into the pot yourself, you guys will stew it, I¡¯ll drink pigeon soup to replenish my body, woo woo woo
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