Tong Yao shook her head, rubbed her nose and said, "Maybe the wind is a bit strong."
The three of them were riding horses. They were not in a hurry to return to Beijing. In order to take care of Rong Che who had just recovered, they walked back slowly.
Jin Mang turned around and saw Rong Che's serious expression, and said, "Have you thought about it these past few days? You won't change your mind again!"
A look of self-blame appeared on Rong Che's face, and he paused before saying: "No way."
Jin Mang nodded and said: "In this way, I will send a message to Qing'er Feijian. If you repeat it again, don't blame me for being ruthless. I will hunt you down to the end of the world!"
Rong Che glanced at her and nodded firmly: "I will no longer be self-righteous."
Jin Mang was relieved: "It's good that you know."
After a while, Rong Che sighed quietly: "You don't know how scared I am to fall in love with such an outstanding woman as Qing'er."
Jin Mang nodded clearly, but Tong Yao didn't quite understand, because only by understanding the cultivation of immortals can one understand how unnatural Yan Qingzheng's existence is!
Tong Yao couldn't help but say: "Master Yan Xi is also a cultivator, right?"
The implication is that they don’t have a deep understanding of the power of cultivators. Yan Xi and his wife are indeed very strong, but they don’t feel that they are so unattainable.
Rong Che lowered his head. If he hadn't been to the secret realm of Miao'er Mountain once, he and Tong Yao would both have the same opinion.
Only now do I realize how unrealistic it was for me to walk towards Miao'er Mountain without hesitation and follow Yan Qingzheng's footsteps, and how ignorant I was of trying to win her favor!
So he finally understood Chu Chu and others' incredulity towards this relationship, and understood their objections.
However, if Yan Qingzheng's attitude is vague, he will give up. But Yan Qingzheng has already done this for himself. She has never left him several times, and it would be too much to hesitate any more.
It’s no longer a thing!
Jin Mang just laughed off Tong Yao's question, which was not on the same level, and she wouldn't understand it even if he told her.
Mortals regard cultivators as gods. Legend has it that they can fly to the sky, escape from the earth, and turn over clouds and rain. This is something they think gods can do, otherwise they would not be gods.
But they have forgotten that these cultivators are just like ordinary mortals who practice step by step day by day!
"What are you going to do after returning to the capital?" Jin Mang asked Rong Che.
Rong Che thought for a while: "Wait, and then go to the library to have a look."
"Library Pavilion?"
"Find some ancient books."
Tong Yao endured it, but couldn't help but said: "The Imperial Master's Office also has some ancient books..."
Rong Che looked at her in surprise.
"When you go back...are you still going to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion?" Rong Che asked. With the emperor's temper, he might not have given up on her yet. This time she goes back...
Tong Yao shook her head: "I can't show up anymore, so His Highness Prince Xuan can just tell my disciple."
Rong Che thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's it, thank you."
Jin Mang suddenly asked: "Is it okay if you live in the palace? I won't follow you. You can arrange a yard for me nearby and we two sisters can live together."
Rong Che said: "Okay."
After resting for a few more days, Rong Che felt that he had recovered well, and the three of them began to ride their horses and whip their whips.
When they arrived at the inn, they changed horses. The horse Jin Mang was riding suddenly foamed at the mouth and twitched on the ground.
Jin Mang shrugged innocently: "I can't help the natural pressure!"
Tong Yao looked at the horse with sympathy. It was so pitiful. It was trembling with fear and had to carry a great god day and night...
Jin Mang looked at the expressions of the two people, and had no choice but to make a hand gesture and pointed at the horse. The horse immediately stopped twitching and stood up after a moment.
The people at the inn finally breathed a sigh of relief.
By the time the three of them returned to the capital, Sun Yuanba had already gone to the border, and Lai Xi had no idea that a young marquis had dug a hole for him.
The emperor also returned to normal, but he was more willing to go to the queen to talk for a while. The two of them were talking about some interesting things about the emperor's eldest grandson, when Hong Wen walked in and said that Prince Xuan had come to Beijing.
The emperor stood up and told the queen to come back another day. He walked out of the queen's palace and breathed out: "I'm finally back!"
As soon as Rong Che returned home, the emperor sent someone to summon him. While he was changing clothes and washing up, he ordered Butler Liu to free up a nearby courtyard and clean it up for the distinguished guests to live in.
After that, they entered the palace in a carriage.
The emperor was already waiting very anxiously. He sat on the couch with one leg shaking. Hong Wen quickly looked outside the palace frequently. He knew that the emperor was like this when he was about to lose his patience.
After finally seeing Rong Che's figure, although it was still far away, Hongwen quickly reported to the emperor: "Your Majesty, Prince Xuan has arrived."
Sure enough, the emperor straightened up and stared at the door with burning eyes. In less than three breaths, he asked: "Where is the person?"
Hong Wen hurriedly said: "We are going up the steps."
The emperor felt that there were too many steps in front of the palace.
When Rong Che finally appeared in front of the palace, the emperor looked at him with a sigh, and Rong Che seemed to have gone through a lot of changes.
"You...did you suffer a lot when you went out this time?" The emperor was very distressed. A handsome young man had become an upright man. How could he develop into an uncle after not seeing him for a long time?
Rong Che raised his eyebrows slightly and did not answer. Instead, he performed a standard worship ceremony.
The emperor was patient and knew that this younger brother was really a rigid person, so he nodded hastily: "Okay, okay, flat body."
Rong Che still thanked the emperor before standing up.
"Let's talk in the back hall." The emperor also realized that as long as Rong Che was in the front hall, he couldn't skip the rules and etiquette. So he stood up and walked to the back hall first. Rong Che had to follow when he saw this.
Go up.
Rong Che was forced to recount his experiences during this period. The emperor felt that what he said was too simple, while Rong Che felt that he had said too much.
The emperor heard that even though he signed a soul contract, he was still plotted by the Demon Lord of Slaughter, and he sighed with emotion: "Ginger is still too old. How can we fight against a million-year-old demon?"
Then he said worriedly: "How can this be good?"
Rong Che paused and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. When Qing'er comes back, I will choose a place to live in seclusion and will not bring any harm to Feng Rong."
The emperor was furious and said angrily: "Am I that cold-blooded? I care about you!"
Rong Che said: "As a king, you should be worried like this."
The emperor was discouraged. To be honest, he felt that if Rong Che became the emperor, he would be more respected and loved than him. After all, he is a role model for the world.
Rong Che has a different opinion on this: "Brother Huang is a natural politician and can maintain his own heart while governing the country. But I can't. I am too paranoid about feelings. Just like now, I believe
If you marry Qing'er, you will give up your position as a prince and as a military commander. Therefore, I am not the material to be the emperor."
The emperor felt faintly happy and asked: "Do you really think so?"
"In the past few years that my brother has been in power, the world has been at peace. Even if there is a rebellion, it will be quickly suppressed. This is all because of your popularity."
Rong Che said these words with a serious look, which made the emperor, who was used to hearing flattery and exaggerated praises, feel that this was the heartbreaking truth!
So the emperor happily asked: "Well, since you said so... is there anything you need my help with?"
In fact, the emperor just asked casually. He didn't think there was anything else Rong Che needed his help with, and he wasn't someone who took advantage of the opportunity to make conditions.
"My brother, I kindly ask the emperor to remove my brother from the royal clan..." Rong Che said, cupping his fists.
The emperor jumped up: "You...what did you say?"
Rong Che bowed, knowing that the emperor heard it.
"You...are you stupid?" The emperor pointed at Rong Che's nose, almost poking the tip of his nose, as if he hated iron.
"Brother Emperor!" Rong Che raised his head and said to the emperor very seriously: "You know my brother's situation. It is no longer suitable to stay in the capital."
The emperor shook his head and said: "You are stupid... You are the prince of Fengrong. You can go wherever you want. Why do you have to be removed from the clan?"
Rong Che opened his mouth to defend himself, but the emperor quickly said: "Don't worry, you can be your Prince Xiaoyao. I won't let you hold any real positions anymore, that's enough!"
"However, if you eat the king's salary, you should share the king's worries..."
"No need!" The emperor ignored his stubbornness and suddenly became serious.
"If one day I have already returned to the west, you must take good care of our prosperity!"
The emperor suddenly said these words solemnly. Rong Che was stunned for a long time, and then stood up and knelt down to kowtow to the emperor seriously: "I obey the decree."
The emperor quickly helped him up and said with a smile: "Get up, this is not an order, it is just an entrustment from my brother."
There is a Demon Lord-level massacre in Rong Che's knowledge sea. The emperor already knew that Rong Che could live to the end of the world, but he would not live that long. He hoped that after he left, Rong Che could continue to protect the Fengrong Empire and the descendants of the royal family.
and successors.
Rong Che did not refuse such an entrustment.
"It suddenly occurred to me that I can do one more thing for you." The emperor said excitedly.
Rong Che raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating doubt.
"I will give you a marriage, let you hold a grand wedding, and be famous all over the world!" The emperor seemed to have seen that day of national celebration, and he was thinking happily.
Rong Che was about to refuse, but the emperor pressed his hand weakly and said: "Shh! Don't talk nonsense to me! I know that you two don't care about this title. However, the Yan family is in the capital, and the Yan family has her.
She loves her closest relatives and friends, and she always hopes that they can have a noble status and be respected by others. This is the benefit you can bring to her!"
The emperor is also an expert in love affairs, and he is also very good at reading people's hearts. He can see at a glance that Rong Che has always been a little inferior in front of Yan Qing.
In his view, men must always be in a dominant position in relationships. Even if they are not dominant, they must at least be equal. He believes that even men who are in love cannot be humble.