Recap
He frowned, picked up the medicine bowl on the table, raised his head, drank it all, and put the empty bowl back. “I’ve finished it.”
Chu Zhuo was surprised: “Why are you so obedient this time?”
“Yes, I’m obedient; don’t worry about it.” Rong Yu said unhappily, “It’s so unpalatable.”
Chu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, his eyebrows relaxed: “Little Lotus finally knows to be considerate of his body.”
Rong Yu: “Heh.”
He is not being considerate of himself.
It’s just…
You can’t always make a patient with heart disease experience heartache.
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After that day, Chu Zhuo’s favor for Rong Yu became more and more serious, and he even cooked for him personally as an emperor. It was not just a whim, but he did it every day just to please Rong Yu. When the news reached the outside of the palace, the whole world was shocked. His Majesty had fallen to this point; could Master Ji really be the reincarnation of a fox demon?
The ministers were extremely worried, but seeing that Rong Yu did not blow pillow talk, they could not find a reason to act. Even if His Majesty was willing to pamper him, pamper him lawlessly, and refuse to take him into the harem, they had no way to deal with it.
Except that his favor to Rong Yu was too shocking to the world, Chu Zhuo did nothing wrong in other aspects, managed the country in an orderly manner, and did not become stupid because of beauty.
What else could the ministers say? They could only turn a blind eye.
Throughout the midwinter to early spring, Chu Zhuo stayed in Yuqing Palace with Rong Yu and did not dare to let anyone go out to blow the wind. They were not idle in the house. In addition to Chu Zhuo’s necessary office hours, they would sometimes play chess and paint for a whole day. Otherwise, when they were in a good mood, they would whisper and kiss, pull each other to the benches for tenderness, and be affectionate and inseparable.
When the peach blossoms were in full bloom, there was no thin snow on the ground, the cold in the air was dispelled by the warm wind, and the palace people changed their winter clothes into spring clothes. Chu Zhuo had someone build a swing in the yard; this request was made by Rong Yu, and Chu Zhuo naturally satisfied him.
The swing was tied to a peach tree, and the peach blossoms on the tree were in full bloom, which was beautiful.
Chu Zhuo let Rong Yu sit on it, and he stood behind him to push the swing for him, not daring to push it too high so as not to scare Rong Yu. Rong Yu was not afraid at all. If his body was not so easy to fall apart, he could have rotated 360° on the swing.
The pale pink petals fell one after another and were blown across the courtyard by the breeze. Under a peach tree, the emperor in black clothes pushed the young man in red clothes on the swing, forming a beautiful painting.
A petal fell between Rong Yu’s black hair and was picked up by Chu Zhuo, held in his palm, and handed to Rong Yu: “The peach tree is young and bright. The daughter is married, and she is suitable for her family. I think you are suitable for my family.”
Rong Yu’s eyelids jumped: “Speak human language.”
“…” Chu Zhuo realized that playing art with Little lotus would not work, so he said bluntly, “I want to marry you.”
He paused, and seeing that Rong Yu did not respond, he added cautiously, “Can I?”
Originally, he wanted to wait until Rong Yu recovered from his injury before giving him a status, but the ceremony of the Empress’s coronation was complicated, and he had to stay in the open air for several hours in the cold wind. Rong Yu’s body fell down when the wind blew, and Chu Zhuo really didn’t dare to toss him into the winter air.
This delay lasted until the warm spring. It was not cold outside, and Chu Zhuo’s marriage plan was put on the agenda again.
Rong Yu said, “You mean, marry me as Empress?”
Chu Zhuo nodded. “That’s what I mean.”
Rong Yu refused, “No.”
Chu Zhuo was stunned. “Why?”
They clearly had a mutual understanding.
Rong Yu glanced at the blood jade ring on Chu Zhuo’s thumb and withdrew his gaze indifferently. “Think for yourself. I think it’s good now.”
You don’t even wear a wedding ring, and you still want to get married—no way.
When Rong Yu first came to this world, he was still wearing the Fiery Ring on his ring finger, but after seeing Chu Zhuo’s empty ring finger, she immediately threw the Fiery Ring into the space of the blood jade bracelet.
It was the sun who betrayed their marriage first and unilaterally took off the ring to announce the divorce. It’s not that easy to remarry.
Even if there is any hidden secret on the timeline… He doesn’t care; anyway, he is angry now.
Chu Zhuo: “……?”
No matter how hard he thought, he couldn’t think of the problem. In this dynasty, there is no custom of wearing wedding rings on the ring finger, and he would not know what is the custom outside this world.
Chu Zhuo can only guess in another direction.
Maybe Little lotus is not ready yet… After all, the empress’s enthronement is a big event, and it must be announced to the world, and the pressure of public opinion must be great.
His subjects are not very satisfied with Little lotus, and they will definitely make more trouble when they hear that he will be enthroned. Chu Zhuo doesn’t care about those remarks, but Little lotus must not like to hear them.
He must first overcome all objections and make the harsh remarks disappear before he can protect his sweetheart. He hopes that Little lotus will be with him in the blessing of the whole country, rather than under pressure and cursed by the people.
It must be considered carefully.
Of course, the public impression is difficult to reverse. If he really can’t convince the world at that time… At worst, he will give up the throne and live a carefree life with Little lotus, so as not to be stared at and talked about by the world.
Chu Zhuo has no ambition. He just liked to lead troops to fight in the past, and from now on, he only likes Little lotus. He was the Emperor of the country, but he was never reluctant to let go of it.
The only thing he was reluctant to let go of was Rong Yu.
Chu Zhuo’s mind was full of thoughts for a moment. In fact, he pushed Rong Yu’s swing as if nothing had happened.
“Yes, no hurry; take your time.” Chu Zhuo said.
“You don’t have to be that slow.” Rong Yu said.
Chu Zhuo’s eyes lit up: “Hmm?”
Rong Yu: “You can push the swing faster.”
Chu Zhuo: “…Oh.”
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After dinner, Rong Yu took a walk in the yard to digest his food and then sat on the swing again and said, “Come here.”
Chu Zhuo walked over. “Do you like playing on the swing?”
“It’s more fun than going back to sleep in the room.” Rong Yu said.
Chu Zhuo laughed and was about to walk to the back of the swing to push it when Rong Yu said, “Sit next to me.”
The swing was very large, more than enough to accommodate two people.
Chu Zhuo sat down beside him. “Want to swing together?”
Rong Yu said, “Let’s swing together.”
Chu Zhuo: “?”
“Don’t you think?” Rong Yu turned his head and looked at him, whispering, “Sleeping on the swing is more interesting than sleeping in the house?”
Chu Zhuo’s breathing stagnated, and he felt that he was going crazy.
“I have sent everyone away, and now there are only you and me in the entire Yuqing Palace.” Before Rong Yu finished speaking, Chu Zhuo lowered his head and kissed him.
“Did you think of this when you proposed to install the swing?” Chu Zhuo asked him.
Rong Yu admitted very frankly, “Yes.” Isn’t the devil looking for excitement and pursuing novelty? He has never been conservative in this regard.
Chu Zhuo curled his lips and said, “It’s been planned for a long time.”
“I think you are happy to be fooled.”
“That’s true.” Chu Zhuo said, “I am very happy.”
The swinging vines swayed slightly, the rain of flowers fell under the tree, and the moonlight cast a pair of long shadows on the ground. Chu Zhuo was worried that Rong Yu would catch a cold at night, so he wrapped him up in clothes and carried him into the house to continue.
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The next day, Blood Jade Bracelet protested fiercely: You guys are really going too far! It’s okay to suddenly put me in the confinement room on the bed, desk, and bathtub, but why can there be mosaics on the swing? Can’t you distinguish the occasion and time? Huh? !
Rong Yu: It’s just a swing, a small scene; don’t make a fuss.
Blood Jade Bracelet: Then what is a big scene? Does the dragon throne count?
Rong Yu: Yes, this is more exciting; I’ll arrange it next time.
Blood Jade Bracelet:…
Blood Jade Bracelet: I found that the frequency of my confinement in this world has increased sharply. Is your broken relationship almost repaired?
Rong Yu: The frequency in the last world was particularly low.
Yan Zhao’s cold temperature made him almost frigid.
Blood Jade Bracelet couldn’t refute.
Perhaps knowing that Rong Yu was tired last night, Chu Zhuo did not wake Rong Yu up early in the morning before going to court today, allowing him to sleep in all day. Rong Yu slowly got dressed and walked out to see breakfast on the desk.
Whether he ate it or not, Chu Zhuo had prepared breakfast for him. He put it on the desk instead of the dining table, probably because he considered that the dining table was far away and Rong Yu might be too lazy to walk a few more steps.
Rong Yu walked to the desk, sat down, and slowly enjoyed his breakfast.
There were also four treasures from the study on the table, which were neatly arranged. They were all arranged by Chu Zhuo himself; Chu Zhuo did not allow the palace servants to tidy up this desk, and those who violated the rules would be killed without mercy.
Rong Yu used to practice painting, but later he realized that the hand tremor problem could not be eliminated by diligent practice, so he threw away the brush and was too lazy to do useless work. What he had to do was cure the root of his hand tremors.
After that, this desk belonged to Chu Zhuo. Rong Yu didn’t care what Chu Zhuo painted every day, just like he didn’t care what memorials Chu Zhuo reviewed every day.
Today, he was rarely interested.
Because the decoration on the desk was not what he saw last night, and there were fewer paints.
In other words, after he fell asleep last night, Chu Zhuo didn’t sleep with him but came here to paint another picture.
What kind of perseverance made a man not fall asleep with a warm and soft jade after a night of love but get out of bed to paint instead?
Is his charm not as good as painting?
Rong Yu wanted to find out what Chu Zhuo painted last night.
As soon as he opened the cabinet door, Rong Yu saw a pile of scrolls. He took out the scrolls, unfolded them one by one, and found that the paintings were all Ji Yu.
No, Chu Zhuo painted him.
Even if it was Ji Yu’s skin, the movements, expressions, and temperament were all Rong Yu.
The way he plays chess, drinks tea, holds a snack in his mouth, sits in front of the dressing mirror with his black hair tied up by a hairband, lies in bed and refuses to get up, lies on the seats with his back naked and a red lotus blooming…
Each picture is of him, and the signature is the time and Chu Zhuo’s name.
Every time Rong Yu looks at a picture, he can remember the scene at that time.
Chu Zhuo played chess with him, Chu Zhuo brewed tea for him, Chu Zhuo made snacks for him, Chu Zhuo tied his black hair for him, Chu Zhuo called him to get up, and Chu Zhuo drew the red lotus on his back.
These are the bits and pieces of his daily life with Chu Zhuo, and Chu Zhuo drew them all.
But there is only him in the painting, not Chu Zhuo.
All the paintings are of him. Even if there are scenes, they are only to set off his personality.
The last painting was signed yesterday, and it depicts a man in red sitting on a swing under a peach tree, with fallen flowers in his hair and body.
There is no Chu Zhuo pushing the swing behind him in the painting.
Perhaps in Chu Zhuo’s eyes, he himself is not important. Rong Yu is the important one.
Rong Yu looked at it for a long time, put away all the scrolls, and was about to put them back intact, but his movements suddenly stopped.
He narrowed his eyes and pressed the mechanism, and a secret compartment suddenly appeared in the cabinet, storing another stack of scrolls.
It is so well hidden; could it be hidden from others?
Rong Yu took out the scroll and unfolded it.
The first one is his bathing picture.
The second one is his bathing picture.
The third one is a spring palace picture of him and Chu Zhuo on the bed.
The fourth one is of the same nature, and it is on the desk.
Rong Yu jumped directly to the last one with an expressionless face.
Sure enough, the painting was of him and Chu Zhuo on the swing last night.
Blood Jade Bracelet: What is this painting about? Why did a mosaic appear in front of my eyes?
Rong Yu said calmly, “It’s your master’s true colors.”
Blood Jade Bracelet: What?
Rong Yu laughed and threw down the scroll with a cold look in his eyes.
Not bad, Sun.
Pretending to be so pure, but actually quite lustful.
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