After time travel, the imperial concubine becomes a celebrity herself

Xiaomei's mother smiled obsequiously, and put the slippers in her hand on the ground, and the man put the dark brown calfskin briefcase in her hand.

Not even looking at her.Turning around and walking to the living room, seeing two children sitting on the sofa watching TV obediently, the man's hoarse voice sounded again.

"Why did you come back so early today?" The man looked up at the watch on the wall, it was not yet four o'clock.

"We—" Xiaomei just opened her mouth when she was glared at by her mother viciously.

"Go back to father, my sister and I are out of school early today." Xiaofei answered his question in the way his mother taught them.

When the man raised his hand slightly, Xiaomei's mother took out a wooden box from the storage box under the table, opened it carefully, and took out a cigar from it.

Cut off a section of the front section and handed it to the man. Xiaomei's mother took out the lighter and lit the cigarette for him respectfully.

"The wound on the face—" the man took a sip of the cigar, raised his head and let out a puff of smoke, squinted his eyes, and looked at the scarred Xiaofei through the misty smoke, "What happened?"

"Back to father—" Xiao Fei got off the sofa, put his hands in front of him and bowed to the man, "I accidentally knocked at school today."

Could it be that children like to say that, the reasons of Rong Xigu and Xiao Fei are actually exactly the same.

The man stood up, put the cigar in his mouth, and looked at Xiaomei's mother.

"What did I tell you?" After the man stood up, his aura instantly rose.

Xiaomei's mother held the ashtray and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Did I tell you not to let them cause trouble at school?" The man's voice was as vicious as a poisonous tongue, and Xiaomei's mother couldn't help shivering in fright.

"I—" Xiaomei's mother wanted to explain, but the ashtray in her hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The man slapped Xiaomei's mother on the face with his backhand. In the living room, only the TV was still making sound. Xiaofei was so frightened that his hands and feet were cold. He paused for a moment, and quickly stepped back a few steps to cover Xiaomei's eyes. .

"Not afraid, not afraid." Xiao Fei himself was too afraid.

The mother who was twisting his ears just now knelt directly on the glass, and he could even hear the sound of the friction between the glass and the bone.

"Brother..." Xiaomei's crying voice reached the man's ears, and a hint of lust flashed across his eyes for an instant.

After not coming back for so long, Xiaomei's voice sounded much more attractive.

The man pressed the cigar in his hand directly on the table, and the fine mahogany carved furniture was burnt by the cigar.

Turning around, the man put down his cigar and walked towards Xiaofei and Xiaomei.

Xiaofei covered Xiaomei's eyes with one hand, and took Xiaomei's arm with the other, trying to pull her back a little.

"Xiao Fei, let go." There was a threat in the man's voice, Xiao Fei subconsciously let go of his hand, starting from the fingers, which kept trembling.

"Father, my sister is not feeling well today—" Xiaofei wanted to plead for Xiaomei, but was pushed away by the man's palm, and fell on the sofa, accidentally touching the gold ornaments on the armrest with his forehead.

"Xiaomei, can you go with father?" The man took Xiaomei's hand, took out a candy from his suit jacket, and put it in her palm.

Xiao Mei looked at Xiao Fei who was lying aside, then at her mother who was kneeling on the ground, and nodded with confused eyes.

The man picked up Xiaomei and took her out of the house.

"Mom..." Xiao Fei lay on the sofa, his eyes lost focus, "Where will my sister be taken?"

Xiaomei's mother knelt on the ground, enduring the excruciating pain, but she didn't answer Xiaofei's words, her eyes were full of sadness.

At night, Rong Jinghao heard Rong Xigu's very slow voice as soon as he entered the house after returning from the company.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and you will form three people..." Rong Xi thought about reciting the whole afternoon, but still stopped at the very first song, as if doing something to An Mengyi With a silent protest.

Rong Jinghao learned about what happened today from An Mengyi at noon, and at first he couldn't believe it. It was really strange that the well-behaved Rong Xigu would fight with someone at school.

Only when he knew what was going on did Rong Jinghao understand Rong Xigu's mood.

"Father!" Rong Xigu heard the noise from the door, and quickly put down the "Three Hundred Tang Poems" in his hand, stood up and was about to rush over to hug Rong Jinghao's leg.

At this moment, An Mengyi just came down from the study upstairs, coughed softly and Rong Xigu could only sit on the stool obediently, continuing to recite poems while shaking her head.

"I'm back." Rong Jinghao stepped forward to wrap his arms around An Mengyi's waist, and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

An Mengyi has now gradually gotten used to Rong Jinghao's intimate actions towards her, and will respond to him from time to time.

"Are you tired from work today?" An Mengyi took Rong Jinghao's arm and sat on the sofa with him.

"Fortunately, a new batch of agate rough came in this afternoon, and I haven't had time to open it yet." Rong Jinghao briefly told her what happened when An Mengyi was not in the company this afternoon.

"Didn't you get an expert to look at it?" An Mengyi raised her head and asked.

"My expert is not at the company today, who can I ask to see?" Rong Jinghao looked at An Mengyi fondly.

"Then after I arrive at the company tomorrow, you have someone bring it to me." An Mengyi is looking for a job in her position. Although she is no longer in charge of these trivial matters, this batch of rough stones has just been transported from Yun Town. Coming over, she had to pay attention to it.

"Mother." Rong Xigu sat on the small bench and called out aggrievedly, "Can I change places?"

"Where do you want to go?" An Mengyi seemed to be determined today, she must let Rong Xigu memorize these ten poems.

"I want to go to the bathroom." Rong Xigu turned his head pitifully, looked at An Mengyi and said, "I drank too much juice just now."

An Mengyi looked at Rong Xigu's little expression, and couldn't help laughing.

"go Go."

"Thank you mother!" Rong Xigu cheered as if he had received an amnesty, slipped off the small bench, and rushed into the bathroom like a little fish.

An Mengyi looked at Rong Xigu's back with a smile on her lips.

"Why did Xigu memorize so much today?" Rong Jinghao took the "Three Hundred Tang Poems" that Rong Xigu put on the table, and saw the folded pages he had nestled on top.

"Let's not talk about this first, Jing Hao." An Mengyi took the book aside, looked at Rong Jinghao and said, "I think, let Xi Gu learn kung fu from Leng Ying, what do you think?"

Rong Jinghao was stunned for a moment, and then a not-so-obvious smile appeared on his face.

"Why did you suddenly have this idea?"

"Today, Xigu was fighting with other children in the kindergarten, which made me a little uneasy. Although we can have bodyguards following us now, it's not a solution to keep doing this."

Seeing the scars on Rong Xigu's face, An Mengyi was not worried.

After what happened to Gu Manman last time, An Mengyi sometimes dreamed that Rong Xigu was kidnapped, and when she came back, her face was covered with scars.

An Mengyi was already very guilty and disturbed for not letting her child survive in the previous life, but now that she has Xigu by her side, she must never let anything happen to him again.

"As you wish." Rong Jinghao nodded, agreeing to An Mengyi's request, "But there is a problem."

"Jing Hao, tell me."

"Leng Ying and the others have undergone inhuman training to have such skills." Rong Jinghao gave An Mengyi a vaccination in advance, "If Xi Gu is allowed to train with her, he may suffer a lot of injuries."

An Mengyi only wanted to let Rong Xigu learn something that could keep her safe, but she forgot that there was still the matter of being injured.

"No matter how strict the training is, is it possible that it will be more cruel than the imperial guards?" An Mengyi was joking, but she didn't expect Rong Jinghao's eyes to change instantly.

"An'an, how do you know the Imperial Guard?"

This is obviously the team he formed with his cronies when he first ascended the Great Treasure. Later, as the scale gradually expanded, he abandoned the name of the Imperial Guard and renamed it "Guard".

"Ah? What?" An Mengyi also noticed something was wrong at this time, and quickly avoided looking at Rong Jinghao.

"Imperial Guards." Rong Jinghao pressed hard every step of the way, blocking An Mengyi in the corner of the sofa.

Both of them had probing eyes, but An Mengyi dodged it, unwilling to meet Rong Jinghao's eyes.

"An'an." Rong Jinghao's voice sounded slightly warning, "Look at me."

"What... what's wrong?" An Mengyi pretended to be stupid, she was actually a little surprised, why did Rong Jinghao react so strongly when he heard the name "Imperial Guards"?

Did he...

"Mother! Father!" When the two were confronting each other, Rong Xigu's cheerful voice came over.

Rong Jinghao had no choice but to let go of An Mengyi first, and the two of them sat upright, as if nothing had happened just now.

Very risky!

An Mengyi didn't know why she felt this way, she just felt that Rong Jinghao's aura just now was very similar to Rong Jinghao who was in a high position.

Is it just my own illusion?

Rong Xigu suddenly threw himself into An Mengyi's arms, causing her to stop thinking for a moment.

"Mother, mother, I'll recite poems for you!" Rong Xigu pulled An Mengyi aside, but Rong Jinghao's eyes kept staring at her back.

Janissaries.

This word is like a valve, opening Rong Jinghao's memory of that period.

All kinds of memories from the past came flooding in, Rong Jinghao slightly closed his eyes.

Meng Yi, it was the widow who made a mistake.

A deep sense of grief welled up in his heart, causing Rong Jinghao's breathing to stop for a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of nostalgia and reluctance.