"Shut up." Rong Huang frowned and yawned, sitting still, with an impatient tone, "It's noisy."

The speaking official's face flushed, looking at Rong Huang, this is an action that a woman would not make, and he opened his mouth, unable to speak for a while.

Rong Huang's slaughter of chickens and monkeys was so ingenious that other people who wanted to jump suddenly stopped, and could only swallow their breath and wait for Rong Yue to return.

Fortunately, Rong Yue came back in more than half an hour.

Rong Huang, who closed his eyes and slumbered, clearly heard the people in the front hall breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why sit here?" As soon as Rong Yue entered the door, he first saw the people in the house and frowned. Then he saw the thinly dressed Rong Huang. His brows became tighter and he strode forward and held it. Rong Huang's hand, "The hand is so cold, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

The left and right sides of the front hall are connected, and there is a draught passing by at any time. It is winter and the weather is very cold, and Rong Huang is only wearing a thin skirt, and Rong Yu's handsome eyebrows are dyed with a thin layer of anger.

Let Ding Wan go and fetch the Greatcloak. Only then did Rong Yue have time to turn around and look at the group of people, "What do you want to do with this king?"

When he noticed the gorgeously dressed women behind those people, Rong Yue suddenly understood, and his eyes became even more cold, "Who asked you to come?"

The officials said nothing, and couldn't guess what Rong Chai was thinking.

Doesn't this man love beauty? Even if they saw how worried and nervous Rong Hao was about Rong Huang, it doesn't mean that she will be the only woman in the future, right?

"Take your people and go back to this king."

Rong Hao was almost mad at death, can't you find him all this one by one?

Feeling the cool gaze behind him, Rong Yue's eyes flickered slightly, and he felt that his life today was worrying.

"What are you still waiting for? Get out!"

Seeing that Rong Zhen was really angry, these people didn't dare to stop any longer, and even ran away.

A chuckle sounded behind him, Rong Yue's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly twisted his body.

Ding Wan had put the big cloak on Rong Huang, and the little girl wrapped in the white big cloak, more like a sweet glutinous rice dumpling.

It's just that Rong Hao knew that the glutinous rice dumpling in front of him was so lethal, and if he was unhappy, he would be punished to kneel on the washboard.

Rong Hao's Adam's apple rolled, and he took the initiative to fasten the buckle of the big cloak. The smile on his lips was so gentle that dripping water, "Cub cub, it's windy here, let's go back first?"

Rong Huang looked at Rong Yue's guilty conscience, and slapped his little paw on the table, "Rong Yue!"

"Hey." Rong Hao's eyelids twitched, his body's reaction was faster than his brain, and he took the lead in two steps back, avoiding Rong Huang's violent fist. "If you have something to say, don't do it."

"I can't do it with you?" Rong Huang looked at Rong Yu with a smile, and saw that his back was straight and hairy. "Rong Yu, you are good now, I can't teach you anymore, right?"

"Oh, right, you will soon become the emperor, your bones are hard, and you feel that you are invincible in the world, will you then drive me out of here?"

Rong Yue pursed his lower lip, trying to defend himself, "I don't have one."

Rong Huang snorted and gave Rong Hao a punch with a thunderous motion, and then sat back steadily, with a soft white face tight and serious.

"Look, you haven't even married your daughter-in-law now. Someone is rushing to send you a beauties." Rong Huang cleared his throat and continued to mutter, "Then we will get married in the future. Can't give a man to you yet?"

Rong Yue: "...Listen to me."