[BL] The Emperor Is Next

Chapter 11

It was just a formality, and it didn't take long before they broke up.

    "Wait for me to find a reason to send them all away, so as not to obstruct your eyes." Shen Baijing accompanied Rong Hua in the main courtyard and said.

    "No hurry." Rong Hua knew that a few of them were not worry-free, and there would be some sooner or later, but he didn't know that Shen Baijing was reluctant to part with it. He still couldn't understand why Shen Baijing suddenly changed his mind, but What he has is patience to find the answer he wants bit by bit.

    "If you don't care about the affairs of the mansion, just leave it to Steward Wei." Shen Baijing said, the mansion is full of trivial matters, Rong Hua may not like it, but he has to speak up, so that everyone in the mansion can respect Rong Hua.

    "Okay." Rong Hua couldn't tell for a while whether Shen Baijing wanted to take care of the affairs of the mansion.

    Sure enough, it is difficult for an honest official to decide on housework, especially when it comes to love words, he must be careful at every step.

    "By the way, it will be Princess Yifang's birthday in a few days. There is a banquet in the palace. Do you want to go back to the palace to see? Your Majesty should miss you very much." Shen Baijing suggested that the emperor had a serious illness because of Ronghua's suicide in his previous life. , he will never forget the way the emperor looked at him.

    "Okay." Rong Hua nodded. In the past two years, he had almost lost contact with the palace, and the only contact with the emperor was through pigeons and hidden guards.

Rong Hua's impression of Princess Yifang as an imperial sister is mediocre, spoiled, a bit willful and arrogant, and she doesn't know if she has been taught to be sensible in the past two years, otherwise she really doesn't deserve the title of Yifang.

    After speaking, he walked to Shen Baijing's room. The incense was light and the decorations were elegant, but if you look closely, everything is priceless.

    "Come." Shen Baijing pulled Rong Hua's hand to let him sit in front of the desk, and said with a smile while studying the ink, "I heard that Mr. Rong's calligraphy is smooth and flowing, and the pen is like a cloud of smoke. Bai Jing dared to ask Mr. Rong to give him a calligraphy."

    "Then I don't know what the lord wants Rong Hua to say?" Rong Hua dipped his ink and asked.

    Young Master Rong Hua, whose crown is full of Jinghua, is a talented man in the sky, and he is proficient in everything.

    "Just mention a big character, Hehuantang, how about it?"

    Hehuan, a member of Hehuantang, fell in love with each other year after year.

    "Okay." Rong Hua naturally understood the meaning of Hehuan, but he couldn't quite believe Shen Baijing's intentions.

    "Tomorrow, I'll have someone make it into a plaque and hang it up, okay?" Shen Baijing picked up the calligraphy and admired it again, the number one son in the world, his reputation is well-deserved.

"Listen to the lord." Rong Hua smiled lightly, as if the ice and snow melted and everything revived.

    Shen Baijing was not like Meng Lang's either, but Ronghua's smile really hit his heart directly, and he couldn't help but hug her in his arms and kiss her soft lips. At first, he could restrain himself, try his best to be gentle, not to scare Ronghua, but Ronghua's unresisting obedience broke Shen Baijing's restraint, and pressed Ronghua's head, deepening the kiss.

    Rong Hua was cold and reserved, and knew nothing about love affairs. The only time he fell in love was with Shen Baijing, but he was left out in the cold. This was the first kiss in two lifetimes. After a while, he pushed Shen Baijing unbearably.

    Shen Baijing couldn't help laughing at Ronghua, who was blushing and breathing heavily, and was instantly glared at by Ronghua who thought he was fierce, but in fact, in Shen Baijing's view, it was even more attractive.

    "Dignified prince, you don't read good sage books, but you learn from that disciple." Rong Hua turned around after finishing speaking, not looking at Shen Baijing, but he was actually taking a deep breath to cool down the heat on his face.

    Shen Baijing hugged Ronghua from behind, and coaxed softly, "Yes, yes, what Ronghua taught me is that when I see Ronghua, I can't help it. What should I do?

    " Pretending to be angry.