Chapter 620

What kind of guests do you need to get up?

Rong Su was a little annoyed. Looking at his expression, the girl shrunk and stepped back half timidly. She was very careful.

Let trace thin lips almost pursed into a straight line, asked: "who?"

The little girl hurriedly points downstairs and immediately throws the black pot out: "that master......"

Rong Su looks down at her eyes only once. After seeing the familiar figure downstairs, she is shocked.

And the downstairs Rong Huang, also saw Rong Su, Rong Huang good temper raised his lips, smiled and waved, said: "small seven, I came to see you."

It's not good to be able to trace the whole person!

If we want to talk about the relationship between rongling and ronghuang, it's good, but Rongxu and ronghuang are not harmonious.

Rong Su also can't remember the last time he saw this uncle, but it doesn't matter, because he doesn't want to remember at all. The world only knows that the king of power is ambitious, dominates liaozhou, points to Kyoto and revolts at any time.

But I don't know that in rongsu's heart, what ronghuang is afraid of is not his mind of rebellion, but his whole person.

Thinking of some things that happened in his childhood, Rong Su's face, which was originally ugly, was even darker.

He pursed his lips, his fingers tightened in his sleeves. He was seven kings in the court, but when he saw a man, he was too nervous to move.

For a long time, it seemed that Rong Huang was not happy because he didn't hear Rong Xu's greetings. He complained: "what's the matter? Don't want to see me? "

Rong Su wanted to blurt out "no", but he knew what would happen after he said it. After a long silence, he said in a muffled voice, "I've seen fifteen uncles."

Rong Huang just pulled the corner of his lips and waved to Rong Su: "come here, come down to accompany me. Your third brother doesn't know how long he will struggle. Come here to help me out."

Rong Su's face is tense. I'm really familiar with the word "relieving boredom".

When he was young, Rong Su was already under one person and above ten thousand people. His father and Emperor loved him a lot. Although the prince lived in the main palace, he was the first person in front of the father and Emperor. He had no choice but to be the seventh Prince and son.

In the palace, Rong Su can walk sideways, sideways or backwards. He can walk as he wants, but he can only walk with his head buried.

At that time, the power of King Quan in liaozhou was not very powerful. He would return to the capital for a feast on the Spring Festival. The first time he saw the fifteen emperor uncle was when he was ten years old. He was wearing a royal tiger robe, dressed in gold thread, with wide sleeves and narrow collar. He was priceless. Among all the princes, he was the only one who was able to fight and learn. That was the time when he was young and proud Only the father, the mother and the concubine are in the eyes, at most the empress, the prince and the rest are all er.

However, for the first time, his noble head was lowered.

At the thought of those ugly things in those years, or a few years later, the shadow of childhood, Rong Su felt uncomfortable.

However, Rong Huang is still downstairs urging: "Xiao Qi, hurry up, I haven't seen you for a long time. Come here and I will have a look. There is no Changgao."

Rong Su's face is so black that he is not a child. What's the height?!

Rong Su doesn't want to go down. He wants to go back to his room. He closes the door and sees nothing.

But the man downstairs is very clear about his temperament. If he doesn't go down, uncle Huang must have other ways to make himself upset.

Clench one's teeth, let go back to the end, let go out, breathed, went back to the room and took a dress, put it on one's body at will, and went downstairs.

"Xiaoqi, did you sleep well last night? What kind of eyes are black and blue? " Rong Huang asked with concern.

Rong Su said nothing, just sitting opposite to Uncle Huang, holding the cup tightly with his fingers, feeling the temperature of the tea in the cup, just a little more comfortable.

"Little seven, why don't you talk? Do you know that if you don't answer your questions, you can be unfilial. If you are a good child, you can't be unfilial and obedient. Tell your uncle, do you have a nightmare? Do you dream of monsters? "

Next to the waiting big girl poop, didn't resist, laughing out.

The little girl was horrified. She took a careful look at Rong Xu, and saw that she was indeed looking sideways. She looked at the big girl dangerously, so she hurriedly pulled her sister away and hid in the backyard.

The two little girls were scared away, and Rong Huang was not happy: "look at you, what happened to the little girl's smile? Can't laugh with a long mouth? And yours, how long is your mouth? If you don't open your mouth, do not sew it up and paste it with paste. "

Sew and paste.

Thinking of a past, Rong Su's face changed from black to a little white.

Rong Huang seemed to remember. He said happily, "I seem to have pasted paste on your mouth, but I didn't sew your mouth. What did you do wrong that time? Oh, by the way, you also scolded the little girl. Is it your maid? It's just that when you fall a quilt, you cry people out. It's too much. How many times did my uncle tell you that the girl's family was used for pain, not for scolding. How did you spend so many years without long memory? As expected, your father spoiled you. I knew that. I should have taken you away. If you were by my side, you wouldn't look like this. "Rong Huang is still mumbling. Rong Su's face can't be seen at all.

He didn't really, at all, want to remember what happened.

At this time, there was a movement on the second floor.

Rong Su almost subconsciously looked upstairs and saw that it was Rong Ling who came out. He was relieved. This was the first time that Rong Su was happy to see Rong Ling.

Rong Ling comes down and stands there, bowing his hand to Rong Huang. It's a greeting.

When going out, it's not suitable to make public. Simple salute is enough. Rong Huang doesn't care to let Rong Ling sit down, but he keeps staring behind him. He doesn't see anyone and frowns. "Who is your family?"

Rong Su is stupefied for a moment and looks at Rong Leng strangely.

Rong Leng just said in a cool tone: "still sleeping."

Rong Huang was discontented when he stepped on the stage: "the elders are downstairs. How can they still sleep on top? If you go and call people down, you will say that there are relatives at home. "

Rong Leng didn't move, but said, "she's not feeling well."

"It's better for you to go to bed early and get up early if you don't feel well. If you let me down, I have just a few ways to invigorate the spleen. If you are fit, I'll give you a gift."

Rong Leng refused to let him in the least: "I thanked her."

"Thank you so much for letting others come."

"No way."

"Ah Ling, do you remember that I am your uncle?"

"Well."

"Just call someone down. I have something for her."

Rong Huang said, Rong Ling just saw the subordinates behind uncle Huang, holding a big box and standing there in cold sweat.

"What?" Let Leng ask cautiously.

Rong Huang was angry and wanted to reach out to hit this nephew. He said angrily, "I'll tell you when I call you. What are you flustered about? Can you still hurt you?"