Rong Yuanhua bends down to see him, his tone is full of enthusiasm, "Respectfully welcome the son."

Then waited for Zhuang Tang's exit to let him get up.

It's just that he leaned over to salute for a while, and didn't see Zhuang Tang say a word.

Rong Yuanhua was nearly forty years old and had already begun to get blessed. The general's belly stood out a long way, and he couldn't see his toes when he stood up straight, but he was too tired to bend his waist for a while.

Unable to bear it anymore, Rong Yuanhua quietly raised his eyes and glanced.

However, Zhuang Tang turned his back to him, looked into the carriage, and stretched one hand into the carriage, "Huanghuang, come down."

Hearing Zhuang Tang's intimacy, everyone present had different thoughts.

Rong Huang in the carriage rolled his eyes, lifted the carriage curtain, put his scallion-like hand on Zhuang Tang's palm, and jumped out of the carriage.

"Master Rong only pays homage to his son, so why doesn't he see his concubine?"

Rong Yuanhua's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously wanted to refute.

He is Rong Huang's father. How can a father bend down to see his daughter in this world?

It's just that he knows that Zhuang Tang is not a good friend, and seeing that Zhuang Tang's attitude towards Rong Huang is unusual, he hesitated for a moment and bent down again, "paying respect to the concubine."

Rong Yuanhua felt extremely humiliated by leaning over to salute two people younger than him.

Zhuang Tang!

Rong Huang!

Let the two people linger for a while, and when Zhuang Tang dies, Rong Huang is a widow, and she may be buried.

When Qiong Er and Young Master Zhuang get married, they will be the emperor and queen in the future, and the Rong family will be the top aristocratic family in the capital.

Zhuang Tang frowned and looked at the group of people behind Rong Yuan's incarnation, with a cold voice, "Are you all dead?"

His wife Liu was anxious because Rong Huang was so deeply loved by Zhuang Tang, she immediately lowered her head and blessed her body when she heard Zhuang Tang's shout.

The humiliation in his heart almost overflowed, but Liu had to maintain a smile, "The concubine visits the son and the concubine."

When other people saw this, they all leaned over and saluted, and said in unison, "Well, see the son, and see the concubine."

The loud voice attracted people passing by.

"How is this going?"

"I heard that Wang Shizi and Shizi concubine returned home. Didn't you see those carts of gifts behind the carriage?"

"Sure enough, it is the Royal Palace, it is really rich and powerful."

"I heard that the prince will come back soon... why did you come home with the prince concubine?"

"I don't know, is it possible that the son of the world is better again?"

"I do not know......"

The entrance of the Rong Mansion was quiet, a group of people bent over, and only three people were standing in the blessed body of the blessed body.

Zhuang Tang, Rong Huang, and He Jun, who is in charge of driving.

I don't know how long it took, and the atmosphere on the scene stagnated to a certain point. Even the pedestrians who passed by realized that something was wrong, and everyone heard a lazy response.

"Okay, get up."

Rong Yuanhua wiped the sweat from his face, smiled slyly, and straightened his waist enduring the soreness.

"Yesterday, I learned that Shizi has recovered and I want to take Sister Huang'er back home. I was in the mansion early in the morning to wait for Shizi to arrive.

Rong Huang listened to Rong Yuanhua's compliment and rolled his eyes at Zhuang Tang's side unabashedly.

Sister Huang...

What disgusting haw is called, who is disgusting?

Zhuang Tang raised his hand and brushed his wide sleeves, and pretended to cough, pretending to be helpless, "This son has not healed yet, so let's go in first."

Rong Yuanhua's look at Zhuang Tang didn't seem to be fake, and he confirmed the rumors outside.

No matter what Rong Yuanhua thought in his heart, with a smile on his face, he greeted Zhuang Tang and Rong Huang into the mansion.