"I heard that the eldest son is only the eldest concubine now, and there will be other women in the future. I told my father a long time ago that I will be the eldest son's woman."

"You have the courage to say that the concubine is a god, do you want to **** a man from the god?"

The purple-clothed woman didn't care, she sneered, "It's just a foolishness. There are no gods in this world, and there can be only one woman in the world."

Rong Huang: "..."

Rong Huang knew that wherever Feng's disease went, there would always be a bad woman who coveted him, but it was the first time to hear someone wanted to dig her corner.

Rong Huang just wanted to chat with the purple-clothed woman about her life, and there was a cheer from downstairs.

Rong Huang looked into the distance, and a group of men riding horses and wearing armor appeared at the gate of the city, with a magnificent aura, walking in the direction of the imperial palace unhurriedly under the gaze of everyone's admiration, walking on the dust.

Rong Huang's five senses were very good, and he clearly saw that the man leading on the tall horse was Zhuang Tang.

The man was dressed in silver armor, handsome and majestic, and particularly eye-catching.

Rong Huang bit the cake like a hamster, sweet in his mouth and sweet in his heart.

Fortunately, Feng Bingbing has a firm will and would never look at other bad women.

This makes Rong Xiaohuang very proud, very proud.

Women's objects, such as sachets, pouches, handkerchiefs, etc., were thrown down from upstairs and hit the children riding horses on the street.

Zhuang Tang didn't squint his eyes, he was full of eyes full of reading Rong Huang, those things that kept coming over only made him feel bored.

After a few months, Zhuang Tang missed Rong Huang for more than a day, and now he can't wait to plug his wings and fly directly back to Duanwang Mansion to hold the fragrant and soft little girl in his arms.

It's just that he still has to go to the palace to report on his duties, so he can only hold back his longing, and his face remains calm.

Zhuang Tang was holding the reins, his dark phoenix eyes were a little loose, obviously he wasn't thinking about it here.

A burst of exclamation made Zhuang Tang come back to his senses.

Zhuang Tang moved his eyes lightly and found that the purse sachets that had hit him immediately seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and all fell to the ground.

Realizing something, Zhuang Tang's heart beat faster, and he raised his head to look for the figure that fell into his dream every night.

The pupils of his eyes turned slightly, and Zhuang Tang met the little girl's wet and dark apricot eyes.

I haven't seen it for a long time, the little girl seems to be thinner, and the original contour of the bun's face is not so round and cute anymore.

After the Chinese New Year, the weather started to warm up. The little girl wore a pink skirt with wide sleeves naughty over the window sill, floating in the air.

Looking at each other in pairs, Zhuang Tang and Rong Huang looked at each other tacitly and smiled.

A sweet atmosphere is brewing between the two of them.

Seeing that Zhuang Tang stopped, everyone looked up in a certain direction and followed along.

"Is that the prince concubine?"

"It's the imperial concubine!"

"His concubine is really a god, and she was able to make sense just now."

"The son and the concubine are really a couple."

"..."

The people's words fell into Rong Huang's ears without a word, and Rong Huang smiled, revealing snow-white fine teeth, cute and tight.

Upon seeing this, Zhuang Tang downstairs smiled even more, and the ice on his face melted away, making the women even more unable to look away.

Rong Huang raised his wrist, and Zhuang Tang raised his hand to catch the purse that Rong Huang had dropped.

Zhuang Tangfeng’s eyes were astonishingly bright, he put his purse in, tightened the reins, clamped his horse belly, and headed towards the palace.

Rong Huang put the remaining half of the pastry back on the plate, and looked sideways at the purple-clothed woman, showing a gentle smile.