sit and wait

"So, what did you do in these things?" After knowing Tao Qingyin's fate, Mrs. Yan naturally felt uncomfortable. She couldn't understand how Tao Qingyin, a veteran in love, would fall so easily. Boat.

Xiao Jianren's side can also be understood as the forceful suppression of the Eastern Empress, while Tao Qingyin's side... always has a sense of unreality.

"Well, I did do something, indulged their arrogance a little bit, and manipulated some tried and tested feelings between the two of them." But generally speaking, Rong Xisui just followed the trend, he Before they had time to release their original plan, those two people were already frantically probing on the verge of death.It's easy to add fuel to the flames, so it's strange that Rong Xi can't see through every stitch.

That's how it makes sense.Madam Yan nodded thoughtfully.

"I hope they have all been taught a lesson this time." Madam Yan still has the same attitude, Xiao Jianren has a strange habit of killing his wife, he really deserves to die; but Tao Qingyin is just playing with feelings, although it is very bad and excessive, but not enough To the point where he must die.

"They will." Rong Xi smiled meaningfully, using a future tense.

Although Rong Xisui failed to do anything with Xiao Jianren and Tao Qingyin as planned, he still held back just in case.In the not-too-distant future, Tao Qingyin and Xiao Jianren will "unfortunately" know that they are the ones who brought them down to this point.

At that time, they will be each other's troubles, and Yan Juntao's world will be quiet.

When Rong Xisui was busy making Tao Qingyin and Xiao Jianren unlucky, Yan Juntao didn't realize that there was something weird about his quasi-daoist couple and mother, but Junfeng had already occupied most of his energy, and...

Wanfa Immortal Venerable has also sent a letter, saying that everything is ready, and only the protagonist is owed.

Naturally, Yan Juntao didn't have much energy to pay attention to others. He just decided that Xiao Jianren and Tao Qingyin had some accidents and couldn't come out to make troubles, so he didn't think about them any more.

Now Yan Juntao is hiding a big secret in his heart, only waiting for the most suitable day to come, every day of waiting makes him feel happier than yesterday.

Then, happiness finally came to the day when it was about to climb to the top.

Before going to bed at night, Yan Juntao couldn't hold back the agitation in his heart any longer, and ran to Rong Xisui's room next door, put his hands on his face, half-kneeled by Rong Xisui's bedside and asked him, "Do you know what day tomorrow is?"

Rong Xi frowned, for a moment he really couldn't remember what day tomorrow would be, but when he was about to enter the memory space to think, he was stopped by Yan Juntao.

"You have to rely on your first impressions."

"Sorry." If you only rely on memory, then Rong Xisui really can't remember what day tomorrow is.

"Forget it." Yan Juntao guessed that Rong Xisui will not remember what day tomorrow is, but it doesn't matter, he believes that Rong Xisui will not forget it every year in the future, because... "Tomorrow is destined to be a great day day!"

Rong Xi couldn't help herself anymore, she leaned forward and kissed Yan Jun Tao Yinhong's lips, which were as delicate as flower petals, and tasted sweeter than candy.

"Are you looking forward to it?" Yan Juntao has become accustomed to being kissed, and will not forget the really important things just because of a casual touch.He asked Rong Xisui eagerly, hoping to pass on his happiness to the other party.Under Furong's tent, everything seems so different.

"Will you be there?"

"of course."

"Then I will always look forward to it." Rong Xi then smiled and rolled his eyes, as long as there is Yan Juntao is enough.His voice was like a mermaid's tears, deep and hoarse, full of infinite charm, Yan Juntao retreated steadily, unable to parry at all.

Before he almost stayed, Yan Juntao finally escaped from Rong Xisui's room.He leaned on the outer grille door, caressing the beating old deer, thinking to himself, the beauty is wronging the country, the beauty is wronging the country, he almost couldn't hold it.But Yan Juntao's proud self-discipline still made him stop at the last moment, some things still need a sense of ritual.

But, um, thinking of Rong Xisui's lost eyes when he left for the last time, Yan Juntao couldn't help but go back into the house again, poked his head out to Rong Xisui who was still waiting for him, and blushed and said: "Today The moonlight at night is so beautiful.”

"En?" Rong Xi didn't understand the stalk.

"Forget it if you don't understand." After Yan Juntao finished speaking, he left completely, because... for some reason, he was suddenly very shy, his palms were covered with sweat, and he failed in the first confession practice.

Early the next morning, with the first ray of sunshine in the morning, Rong Xisui, who was just resting on the bed with his eyes closed and being a pair of "ordinary people" with Yan Juntao, was persistently held by a paper goose folded into the shape of a wild goose. "Wake up" early.The reason why I am sure that this is a swan goose, not a paper crane, is because it is clearly written with a brush on the back of the paper goose - this is a swan goose, not a paper crane!The strangely familiar handwriting could only belong to Yan Juntao.

In fact, Rong Xisui already had a faint feeling yesterday that something would be discovered. After all, Yan Juntao has shown it so clearly, it can only be said that Yan Juntao is really not a person who is very good at keeping secrets.

But Rong Xi was very happy to cooperate, as long as Yan Juntao was happy.

Unfold the paper goose, inside is Yan Juntao's handwriting again, it is a particularly unique gauntlet.Well, only Yan Juntao can use paper geese to post when others are passing on letters to fall in love.

【I have a supreme treasure, if you can find me, I will give it to you. 】

Rong Xi raised her hand helplessly, flicked the flimsy letter paper, and sighed helplessly: "When will you understand that I don't want any treasure, I just want you, eh?"

You are my treasure.

Even though he was thinking this way, Rong Xisui got up very cooperatively, thinking that this was probably another treasure hunt game that Yan Juntaoqiong came up with out of boredom.I don't know how many contestants there are, and I hope there will be no doctors.

The courtyard in the early morning was unusually quiet, there were no demons sweeping around, and there was no sound of reading books from next door. To be honest, Rong Xisui was really not used to it.But all these failed to prove that Yan Juntao was indeed causing trouble again, everyone was a participant, and no one could escape.And the first hurdle that stands in the way of Rong Xi's journey is...

Mrs. Yan.

"Let's eat Korean food first." Mrs. Yan wore brighter clothes today than before, and her face was filled with a smile that was even better than that of Yan Juntao yesterday.

"There's no need for court food..." Rong Xisui is not as obsessed with food as Yan Juntao. For Rong Xisui, unless he eats with Yan Juntao, those things will not become delicious.In other words, only Yan Juntao is the most delicious food in Rong Xisui's heart.

Madam Yan shrugged her shoulders and said without regret, "You said that."

"Then thank you madam first." Rong Xi was very polite and immediately changed his mind.He really wanted to be cheeky and call Yan Juntao a mother, but considering that he had already offended almost all the brothers behind Yan Juntao, he should keep a low profile in front of his elders.Even this elder is frighteningly young at Rong Xisui's age.

Mrs. Yan’s meal for Rong Xisui was very simple, only a small bowl, and in the jasper leaf green bowl, there were four round floating yuanzi (glutinous rice balls) of different colors, steaming up and down. , looks very delicious.

Mrs. Yan also has a bowl in her hand, and she is using a small golden spoon to drink the soup bit by bit.

Rong Xisui always felt that Mrs. Yan didn't seem like someone who would do nothing but eat with him, and Yan Juntao's "war letter" made him extremely alert, so he tentatively ate a red floating yuanzi , soft and elastic, with a delicate taste, it is a normal floating yuanzi.

Madam Yan sneered: "Why, do you think I will poison you?"

Rong Xi didn't dare to try again, and hurriedly ate the next one, and was ready to go to justice generously. As a result... this floating yuanzi was also delicious. Although it was salty, it was full of oily fragrance and fresh. Refreshing and delicious; the next one is filled with chicken soup and dotted with sesame seeds, which is smooth but not greasy, which is unique; the last one has a strong aroma of wine, sweet and sour.It has successfully achieved that each entrance has a different surprise, but it is guaranteed to be delicious enough.

This made Rong Xi feel a little bit guilty, feeling that he was a bit of a villain, until he put down the bowl, Madam Yan said again: "Drink the soup too."

Rong Xi didn't suspect him, picked up the bowl and drank the clear Fuyuan soup in one gulp.

The next moment, he almost vomited.

What kind of strange taste is this? The sour, bitter, spicy and salty are all gathered together, blending and indistinguishable, but the sweetness is missing.Rong Xisui, who was unprepared, almost changed his face. It had been a long time since he tasted such a weird taste, especially with the delicious floating yuanzi as a base.

Mrs. Yan was still sitting opposite, not saying a word, but the expression on her face was very conspicuous. If you don't finish this soup, you will die.

Rong Xisui could only smile and maintain her demeanor while pretending that she had no sense of taste, and drank the strange soup into her stomach one mouthful after another.

Only then did Mrs. Yan smile contentedly, and said: "After drinking this bowl of soup, it will be the last bowl of mixed flavors in your life. From now on, it will only go smoothly, and only the sweetness will spread."

Rong Xi then smacked her lips, and found that the weird soup was exactly as Mrs. Yan said, with a sweet aftertaste and an unforgettable taste.

"It's a custom in my family. Every member has to drink a bowl." Madam Yan used to think that this thing was a disguised form of torment by her ancestors. The last repentance was just that she was stimulated by the strange taste before and forgot to be correct. Anyway, she doesn't believe that just drinking such a bowl of soup can guarantee a sweet future for her.But now, she really wants to believe so, "I don't want to let Tao Tao suffer a little bit, even if I know that the future will be sweet even though the present is bitter, I still don't want to, so I can only trouble you to replace it."

Rong Xisui really drank it willingly this time, and she even felt that even if she gave him another ten bowls, he would be able to drink them all without blushing and without beating his heart.

Because Mrs. Yan's implication is that she admits him.

Is there anything better than this?

Of course you can.