MTL - Charm King Poison Queen-Chapter 1311 【V175】Rong Qing's Extra Story (Leave the Finale)

  Chapter 1311 [V175] Rong Qing's Extra Story (Leave the finale)

   On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the climate was cold and humid.

  There is no snow in southern Xinjiang, and most people’s homes naturally do not have kangs in the north, so when the cold hits, the feeling of almost the same temperature indoors and outdoors still makes people feel cold.

  Surely, Rong Qing had been prepared for a long time, and asked someone to build a fireplace in the house. The fire in the fireplace was sizzling, and the flames danced like dancing dragon tongues, desperately kissing the top of the fireplace.

  The temperature is much higher.

  Rong Qing stopped adding firewood, brushed off the sawdust from his hands, wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief beside him, pushed the wheelchair to the bedside, and quietly stared at the sleeping little man.

  During pregnancy, even though he tried to control her weight repeatedly, she still had severe edema. Now that the edema has faded, she has lost a lot of weight and her skin is slightly loose, which makes him feel distressed.

  He reached into the cup and gently rubbed the acupuncture points on his sister's abdomen, so as to encourage her to expel the lochia as soon as possible.

   Probably she rubbed it very comfortably, Ning Yue who was sleeping soundly hummed contentedly.

  He chuckled and pinched her cheek with the other hand.

  Ning Yue was pinched awake, lazily opened her eyes, yawned, and rested her face on his hand.

  Rong Qing smiled dotingly, her stomach was almost massaged, and she quickly tucked in the quilt: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

   "It hurts a little." Ning Yue said coquettishly, and she didn't care that the pain she said was an unspeakable place. In front of her brother, she was always a child, and she had no unspeakable secrets or shame.

  Rong Qing smiled gently and calmly: "Should I give you some more painkillers?"

  Ning Yue shook her head: "You can't breastfeed the baby."

  Rong Qing stroked her face: "There is a wet nurse."

  Ning Yue opened her eyelids, and stared at him from a small slit: "Do you agree?"

"I don't agree." Although Rong Qing dotes on her, she will not spoil her on some principled matters, "Pain is inevitable, it is a process that all mothers have to go through, and breastfeeding is the most healthy way for the body to recover. The fastest way, be good, just endure for two days."

   "But it really hurts." Ning Yue burst into tears from the pain.

   How could Rong Qing not know that she is afraid of pain? When I was a child, I had to howl for half an hour when I knocked and bumped casually, but now the pain of childbirth is really difficult for her.

   After coaxing Ning Yue a few more words, Ning Yue fell asleep sobbing.

  Rong Qing didn't leave, just stared at her blankly.

  Although he doesn't want to admit it, his health is getting worse, and he doesn't know how many times he can see her again?

  Rong Lin opened the curtain and came in, twisting a big basket in his hand, and there was a pair of babies in the basket. He had just taken a bath next door, and had some milk from the wet nurse, and slept soundly.

   "Shhh—" Rong Qing turned his head and made a silent gesture to Rong Lin.

  Rong Lin nodded, walked lightly, put the basket on the bedside table, and awkwardly hugged a pair of small buns.

Seeing his clumsy and nervous expression, Rong Qing couldn't help laughing: "I'll do it." After finishing speaking, she stretched out her slender hands, picked up the little bun, and put it in Ning Yue's arms. , Perhaps smelling the scent of milk, she turned her head and licked Ning Yue's breast.

  Ning Yue was wearing clothes, but Rong Lin still blushed.

  Rong Lin hurriedly turned his back: "I'll wait for you outside."

  Rong Qing covered the mother and child with a quilt, and called Dongmei and the wet nurse to serve in the room, and then pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

  At this time, the sky was just beginning to open, the sky was gray and blue, and a few stars that had exhausted their brilliance all night were looming in the clouds and mist. Rong Lin stared at those stars in a daze.

  Rong Qing held his hand: "What are you thinking about?"

  Rong Lin said: "Thinking of you is like those stars, far away, visible, intangible, and incapable of being picked off."

  Rong Qing could not help but raise the corners of his lips: "Then what are you touching now? A ghost?"

   "I'm afraid that one day you won't want me again." Rong Lin knelt down and rested his head on his lap.

  Rong Qing smiled: "Stupid."

  Rong Lin held Rong Qing's hand instead. His hand has been wielding knives and guns for many years, and a thick layer of calluses has already been worn on the fingertips and tiger's mouth, which is uncomfortable to touch. Rong Qing's hands are a pair of slender hands holding a scalpel, white, tender, and cold. He likes to hold Rong Qing's hand because it is comfortable, but if he thinks backwards, Rong Qing must be very painful when holding him.

   But even if it hurts, Rong Qing is not willing to let go.

   "After watching all night, are you sleepy?" He asked.

  Rong Qing said with a light smile, "A little bit."

  Rong Lin got used to him caring about his sister more than anyone else, so he didn't say anything and pushed him back to the room. Fearing that he would be cold, he called hot water to soak his feet. Although he didn't feel it himself, the overall temperature did rise a bit. Xu was too sleepy, Rong Qing fell asleep on the soft pillow when he was halfway through the soak.

  Rong Lin took a clean cotton cloth, wiped off the water stains on Rong Qing's feet a little, put him on the bed, and after tidying up, he also got into bed.

When Rong Qing woke up, the people around him were gone, and it was cold beside the bed. It could be seen that he had been away for a long time. He got up, put on his clothes, and was about to sit in the wheelchair. Suddenly, a hand dyed purple-red cardamom stretched out. Hold him and move him to the wheelchair.

  Rong Qing glanced at the other party and said, "Madam has been here for a long time?"

Madam smiled and said: "About an hour, not too long." Seeing Rong Qing's eyes looking around, she explained: "I sent Rong Lin to the street to buy you some poria cocos, saying that it might help your legs and feet. I can order him when you buy something."

  The last sentence seems to contain a bit of self-mockery.

Rong Qing could tell that she was not a friendly person. During these days, although both parties tried their best to pretend that the well water does not interfere with the river water, and even occasionally pretended to be very harmonious in front of Rong Lin, Rong Qing understood that everything was in harmony with each other. It's all appearances.

  Rong Qing didn't bother to whitewash the peace, closed his clothes, and asked lightly: "Madam, what do you want me to do?"

Seeing his indifference, Madam also lowered her face: "It's okay, you think I'm willing to come and see you? I want to take Rong Lin away, but he refuses, so now I ask you as a mother to leave my son." .”

  Rong Qing seemed to have expected that the other party would say such a thing a long time ago, without the slightest surprise on his face, he said calmly: "You are not my mother, so you have no right to ask me."

  Madam became angry immediately, tearing off her disguise, and scolded: "You are a male fox, do you have any interest in pestering my son all the time? Do you know that you are shameless?"

  Rong Qing smiled lightly: "Then Madam, just pretend that I don't know."

"You..." Madam was in a hurry, but she was not very surprised by Rong Qing's reaction. Rong Qing seemed weak, but in fact he was strong and strong. There are not many people in Rong Qing's eyes, and even fewer people can get cheap from Rong Qing's mouth. The madam figured out Rong Qing's temper, gradually suppressed her anger, and instead acted with emotion and reason, "I know about your situation. You were framed by an adulterer at the age of thirteen, lost your memory, and became disabled. Body, it is not easy to live to this day. You and Rong Lin have come and gone all these years, and you have already regarded each other as an inseparable part... As Rong Lin's mother, I am very glad that he met you, and I am also grateful to you for this He has been cultivated for many years, but have you ever thought that both you and him shoulder a very heavy family responsibility.

  You are the eldest son of the Ma family, and your parents are still alive. If they know that the incense of the Ma family will be ruined in your hands, will they be sad? Will you be angry? "

  Rong Qing's eyes twitched slightly: "This madam is worried."

"Yes, I don't have to worry about it. Anyway, you have a younger brother, and your younger brother can continue the incense of the Ma family. If you have a younger sister, it is not impossible to adopt a child to the Ma family." Madam said here , sighed suddenly, "It's just that our family, Rong Lin, has suffered a lot. His father and I have been busy with the restoration of the country these years, and we have been slack in our children. We have only had two children from him and his sister for so many years, but his sister Before reaching Ji, he was plotted against and died young, and now he is the only one left."

  Rong Qing's mood fluctuated slightly.

Madam smiled bitterly: "He is from the Northern Territory, you knew it early on, right? I put a picture album of Northern Territory witchcraft on him. With your intelligence, it is impossible not to see it, but you only know one of them." I don't know the second. Why do you think I want something that he puts to symbolize the identity of the Northern Territory? Is it really for the sake of making someone guess that he is from the Northern Territory?"

  Rong Qing's complexion changed slightly: "He is not from the Northern Territory!"

Mrs.    laughed: "It can be said that it is, or it can be said that it is not. He was born in the Northern Territory, and our foundation is also built in the Northern Territory. From this point of view, he is from the Northern Territory."

   "Then... from what point...he is not?" Rong Qing asked suspiciously.

   Madam did not answer Rong Qing's question directly, but said: "Do you still remember what happened when you fell into the underground palace?"

  The Underground Palace of the Li Nationality suffered a landslide due to Huangfuxin's involvement and crashed into the underground palace by mistake. He was deeply impressed by this incident.

"Remember."

   "I heard that a princess among you was killed by the agency because she touched things in the underground palace."

  It is true that he touched the mechanism, but Huangfu Xin would really die in the mechanism because he was kicked down by Xuanyin, Rong Qing didn't speak.

   In Madam's eyes, this inevitably became a kind of default.

Mrs.    touched the bracelet on her wrist, and said: "No one can tamper with the things in the underground palace except the Xuanyuan royal family. You don't know that Rong Lin touched the unicorn's pearl on the throne, right?"

  Rong Qing's eyes trembled.

Madam said again: "That's right, we are the descendants of the Xuanyuan royal family. When the world was divided into four parts, all countries left the blood of the Xuanyuan royal family, but with the change of dynasties, the Xuanyuan royal family was violently slaughtered by rebels. Only our bloodline is left. How much hardship our ancestors have paid to inherit the royal bloodline until now, you can’t imagine. Rong Lin is the last unicorn in the world. If he refuses to marry, the Xuanyuan clan will really disappear from this world gone."

Madam    knelt down, "Rong Qing, I beg you, don't let Rong Lin become a sinner of the Xuanyuan clan."

  Rong Qing clenched his fists: "What do you want me to do? I can't do it without him, and he can't leave me either."

Madam raised her head, looked into Rong Qing's eyes earnestly and said: "I just tried it casually, and I meant to vent my anger, but I never thought of breaking you up, I know I can't break it up, I understand that he is my son, and what I believe will not change even if I die. Besides, I am his mother, how can I let him be sad? "

She got up, sat back in her original seat, grabbed Rong Qing's hand and said, "But our family is not my one, and a mother has a soft heart, so it's inevitable that he will make you confused by him. Presumably your family and your mother are too." Support you? What about your father's attitude?"

   These words touched Rong Qing's heart.

  Lanzhi felt sorry for him, fearing that he would die alone, so she acquiesced in his relationship with Rong Lin, but Ma Yuan was still looking for a wife for him until now.

Seeing his unpredictable expression, Madam sighed faintly: "If I'm not wrong, it's the same situation with our family, right? Since we exchanged letters half a year ago, we have asked people to investigate your affairs, Naturally, you can’t hide your relationship. I intercepted the news and showed his father what he could see and what he couldn’t. His father was not as easy-talking as me. Fuck a man and he'll kill you."

  Rong Qing was startled, but not afraid.

   "I will kill Rong Lin too."

  Rong Qing looked at Madam suddenly.

Mrs.    said melancholy: "What's the use of having a son who can't continue the bloodline?"

  Rong Qing was overwhelmed, his chest was lit like a will-o'-the-wisp, and his whole body was aching with pain: "Ma'am, do you want Rong Lin to leave a queen for the Xuanyuan family?"

"That's right, after he stays, there will be an explanation from his father." Madam looked at Rong Qing, who tried her best to bear it but still couldn't hide her pain, "I know it's very difficult for him, he won't Agree, of course, you won't be happy either. But I really have no other choice, I can't just watch my only son being killed by his father... Don't say that his father can't kill Rong Lin, Rong Lin's ability you I've seen it before, it's very powerful, right? But he's just an underage little unicorn, far from his father's match. His father killed him easily. Rong Qing, please save him... Please... help save him…"

  …

  Rong Lin bought a large bag of poria cocos, along with Rong Qing's favorite siu mai. When he entered the room, Rong Qing seemed to be still awake. Rong Qing put down the things, leaned over, and scented one on his lips.

  Rong Qing opened her shining eyes and smiled softly: "Are you back?"

   "I bought siu mai, do you want to eat?" Rong Lin took the clothes and went to help him make them and put them on.

  Rong Qing put his arms around his neck: "I want to eat you more."

  Rong Lin was taken aback!

  Rong Qing smiled lowly, and leaned up to kiss his dry lips: "Is it okay?"

  Dang, Dang, of course!

He should be asking this question. He has been thinking about this for a long time. Before he became a commander-in-chief, he wanted to wipe out Rong Qing, but Rong Qing always looked so weak that he was afraid of breaking it. over him. Of course more, he was afraid that Rong Qing would disagree.

  Now, Rong Qing agrees, finally, at, agreed, agreed, agreed!

Dazed by excitement, he didn't notice the bitterness in Rong Qing's eyes. He quickly tore off his clothes, got into the quilt and hugged Rong Qing's cold body, buried his head in Rong Qing's neck, and breathed that it belonged to Rong Qing alone. smelling the fragrance, said: "Rong Qing, you are really fragrant."

  Rong Qing smiled slightly, stroked his handsome eyebrows, and asked, "Do you know how to do it?"

  Rong Lin nodded!

   I don’t know how many autumn palace pictures I have studied, and I don’t know how many times I have dreamed about them. I still have this understanding.

  He slowly took off Rong Qing's clothes, and delicate kisses fell on his fair skin, like getting a piece of long-awaited pastry, and wanted to swallow it in one bite, but he was a little bit cautious.

  That night, there was strange snow in southern Xinjiang.

  At dawn, Rong Qing endured the pain all over his body, and dressed Rong Lin.

  Mrs. stepped into the room, the air was filled with the smell of **** that she was not unfamiliar with, and she was a little ashamed.

  Rong Qing buttoned Rong Lin's buttons one by one. Both of them had traces left by each other on their bodies, and their clothes couldn't hide them.

   Madam cleared her throat and hugged Rong Lin.

  Rong Qing suddenly took his hand, breathed hard and said, "I'll... take another look at him."

The madam turned her face away, and the despairing grief emanating from this man made her feel very sad: "At most five years, I will return him. Before that, I will not let him remember you. So, don't try to find him."

  …

   "My lord, my lord, my lord!" In the courtyard, Su Yi called softly three times. Su Yi was Rong Qing's personal maid when she was in the Bodhi Palace. After Ning Yue entered the palace, she returned her to Rong Qing's side.

   Rong Qing came back to his senses: "You called me?"

   "What were you thinking about just now? You were so absorbed in thinking?" Su Yi put a coat on Rong Qing.

  Rong Qing said with a sad smile: "It's nothing, thinking about the past, the night before Rong Lin left, it seemed to snow."

  Su Yi turned her head: "Really? There will also be snow in the southern border? The servants are in the palace, but they didn't notice."

  Rong Qing smiled and stopped talking.

Su Yi flipped through Rong Qing's handbook, and saw that the latest page read "Five years, four months and 21 days", Su Yi's heart skipped a beat, she closed it calmly, and asked him to drape it over her shoulders Looking at the silver light in the black hair, he said: "It's time to dye your hair again, servant girl, go get ready."

  Rong Qing said lightly: "No need, white is white."

  Not yet thirty years old, but already full of white hair, Su Yi looked at it with distress: "Young master is coming back soon."

  Rong Qing did not speak, and put a brocade box on the table: "I am sleepy. When I fall asleep, I will give this letter to the queen. What I want to say and what I want to explain are all written in it."

   "Master..."

   "Su Yi, I can't wait for him."

  He closed his eyes, his arms hung down, and the sunlight fell on his peaceful face, as if he was asleep.

   Starting today, the official leave of absence is over~

   Please leave for five days, update on the 23rd.

   The finale mainly explains the line between the male and female protagonists and Xiao Baozi. The matter of Golden Butterfly will also be explained. The matter of Sikong Shuo is actually happening at this time, but it is not easy to insert it into the story.

   If there is anything left to explain, please leave a message to remind me.

   The finale on the 23rd, the finale on the 23rd, the finale on the 23rd, important things are said three times.

  (end of this chapter)