My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

"Rong Li, you owe me a glass of wine, you owe me..."

He owed her a glass of wine, that glass of poisonous wine.

The third time she met Rong Li was at her father's birthday banquet in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Six princes from the Tian family came, and Prince Li Rong Li sat at the head of the table.

"Nonnon, come here."

Nonnon is her nickname.

Her father called her to his side: "Your Majesty, this is my little daughter Hua Qing."

She stepped forward, bowed and saluted: "Hua Qing has met all the princes." When she stood up, she couldn't help but look at him.

Among the princes of the Tian family, he is the most picturesque in appearance and good-looking.

Rong Li sat lazily, holding a teacup in his hand, and glanced lightly: "Are you sixteen?"

The Dachu girl got her haircut at the age of 16, so she had her haircut ceremony in February.

She blushed and nodded.

Rong Li raised his eyes leisurely, his eyes dark, like a misty night: "Has the Prime Minister's Mansion received the post?"

At the end of August in Prince Li's Mansion, there was a talent show. If any noble girl from the capital had a matching family background, the queen would give her favor.

Her cheeks turned a faint blush, but she still nodded.

He put down the tea cup and leaned forward slightly, his pupils covered with a layer of early autumn frost: "Don't go."

She raised her head quickly and met his gaze: "Why, why?"

Rong Li didn't say why.

But she knew that he didn't want to marry her.

She went to beg the empress's aunt and her father, and finally she tricked Emperor Chongzong into issuing an imperial edict and pointed her out to Rong Li. Rong Li refused to obey the edict and was scolded by Chongzong, who had always doted on him. One hundred, he was punished by kneeling in front of Huawu Gate for a day and a night.

Later, Rong Li compromised.

The aunt said that he lowered his head because of the one guarding the border. The aunt also said that you can marry him, but you can't have a heart-to-heart relationship with him. Sooner or later, the Lin Hera family and the Tian family will have a bloody game. .

She didn't believe it at first. She thought that in an emperor's family, there was no such deep love as the sea. She would always replace the woman at the border, and she would always find a way to let him get along with his father.

She was wrong.

On their wedding day, he left her behind and went to the northwest. He came back half a month later.

My father was furious.

At that time, Emperor Chongzong was seriously ill and Rong Li had just taken over as regent. It was the most turbulent time in the court. Her father brought up the matter and became aggressive in the Jinluan Palace.

"On the day of the wedding, the prince left his daughter and went to the northwest. Now he has just returned. Is it time to make up for this glass of Hexin wine?"

Even before Rong Li could say anything, his father gave an order: "Come here and serve the wine."

Nearly half of the courtiers at that time were her father's party members. Even she didn't know how powerful the Prime Minister's Office was. She only knew that Emperor Chongzong's illness was definitely not an accident.

She didn't know if Rong Li had any countermeasures. He was still sitting calmly, but he couldn't sit still anymore: "Father, the prince has traveled a long distance and caught the cold. I will drink for him."

Rong Li glanced at her lightly and said nothing, but his gaze was deep. From the beginning to the end, he seemed to be aloof from the incident, as if he was confident, but also as if he didn't care.

She stepped forward and took the glass of wine.

There was something added to the cup of Hexin wine, and his father arranged for a scapegoat. There were insiders inside and outside the palace. As soon as the prince died, his father would support the puppet to ascend the throne.

Even her father never expected that she would drink that glass of wine for him.

The brother finally couldn't bear it and knocked her away. She only took a small sip, but after all, the poison was sealed in blood. Even a few drops of poisonous wine were enough for her to linger on the sick bed.

After that time, she got the root of the disease, and when winter came, she was in pain.

She had failed everyone in the world, but she had never failed Rong Li. She had taken countless lives on her hands, but she had never had the slightest intention of harming him.

Where did she go wrong?

What went wrong...

Lin Yingchen squatted on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

The sky was very blue in August and September, the grapes in the yard were ripe, and the ivy climbed up the roof, casting a shadow.

In the yard, two children were chirping, and their chirping sounds could be heard in the distance.

"Sister, sister."

"There!"

Two little bean sprouts, one is three years old and the other is four years old. The three-year-old one belongs to the Lu family, Lu Qidong’s nephew, and the four-year-old one belongs to the Chu family. The Chu family has just added a second great-grandson, and this little baby is that Great-grandson's brother.

The Chu family's baby girl shouted under the grape tree: "Sister, a little higher."

The wooden ladder was as high as one floor. Xiao Jinghe went up another step and almost reached the top. He raised his hand high and reached for a bunch of big, red grapes on it. He turned back and asked the little bean sprouts of the Chu family: "Is this one?"

The little bean sprout jumped up and down happily: "Yes, that's the bunch." She called her sister in a sweet voice, and added, "I also want the one on the left."

The little bean sprouts of the Lu family were not very confident when speaking: "Yes! Yes!"

Xiao Jinghe was about to reach out and pick it.

"Ahe."

It's Rong Li who's back.

She held the ladder and turned back: "You're back."

Rong Li looked up, frowned, and quickly walked to the bottom of the ladder: "Don't climb so high."

The Chu family's little bean sprouts were soft and waxy and said: "Sister is picking grapes for me."

Rong Li held on to the ladder and glanced at the two milk babies: "If you want to eat, ask your father to pick it."

So fierce.

The two little bean sprouts puckered their lips and wanted to cry, but they didn't dare...

After training the child, Rong Li raised his head and his voice softened, as if he had been bathed in the spring breeze, not to mention how gentle he was: "Ah He, come down." He opened his hands, fearing that she would fall, "Come down quickly, you will fall if you are too high."

"I'll pick another bunch and come down." She continued to climb up.

Rong Li was frightened and kept calling her from below.

"Ahe."

Xiao Jinghe paused in reaching out and suddenly turned back.

"Ahe."

"Ahe."

"..."

Like a distant voice, it suddenly rushed through her mind. In addition to the voice, there were frames of strange and familiar pictures rushing over without warning. The suppressed and dust-covered memories suddenly came back.

"Ahe."

"Ahe."

She looked down from the tree and saw a man standing in the shadow of the dancing tree. He was dressed in white, wearing a feather fan and silk scarf, and he was as gentle as jade.

It's him again.

The prince of the Tian family who was even more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in Da Chu.

The oriole ignored him and continued to climb higher. In July and August, the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant. Her father liked sweet-scented osmanthus brewing. She climbed up the tree and wanted to pick some to brew a jar for her father.

"Ahe."

He threw away the fan in his hand and opened his hand to pick her up, fearing that she would fall off. His tone was a little anxious, not as cold and noble as before.

"Don't climb so high."

She turned back from the tree and said, "Don't call me Ah He." She was also anxious, forgetting about dignity, and spoke a little casually.

Rong Li was not angry, and raised his head and smiled at her: "Your father also calls you that, why can't I call you that?"

Ah He is her given name and her nickname. How can she let other men call her: "Your father calls you Rong Li, and I can also call you by your first name, Prince?"

His eyes were full of smiles, and his eyes were as bright as stars: "You can call me whatever you want."

She was speechless.

"Come down first, and I'll go up and pick it for you."

That was the third time they met. He didn't call himself the king, he called her Ahe.

Later, they met frequently, whether by chance or on purpose.

"Ahe."

"Ahe."

Rong Li chased after him.

She turned back: "Don't follow me again."

She came to Qin San today to play chess. As soon as she came, the prince who was busy with everything came right after him. Fortunately, she was in the Yong'an Marquis Mansion, and no one else saw him following her back and forth like this, which was disturbing. When you see it, it’s so unseemly.

Rong Li stood on the veranda behind her and walked forward leisurely: "It's okay if I don't follow you." He was much taller than her, and he lowered his head to look at her level, "I've never seen you wearing girl's clothes. Look, tomorrow we will go to Hunting Garden, would you like to wear women's clothes?"

They have met several times, and every time she wears men's clothes.

Da Chu's clothes are complicated, and the women's dresses have three layers inside and three outside. She finds it troublesome, so she dresses neatly unless necessary.

She was silent for a long time and then responded softly.

For some unknown reason, she always seemed unable to refuse him.

The next day, there was a royal hunt, and all the civil and military officials were invited to accompany her. Yingchen also went with her father, wearing a green female dress, which even surprised her father for a long time.

Since we had to stay overnight, the Ministry of Internal Affairs arranged a tent.

Her father went out and left her alone in the tent. When she heard footsteps, she thought it was the girl in her house who had come back: "Mingwan, why are you coming back?"

The door curtain was opened, and a slender hand came into view, followed by a beautiful face that was both bone and skin.

She immediately stood up from the couch: "What are you doing in my tent?!"

Rong Li wore a black riding outfit today, which was less elegant and gentle and more sharp, but the eyes that reflected her outline were like candlelight with soft light reflected in them.

He said, "Come see you."

Next to her tent was the Shang Shu's tent, and there were ears and eyes everywhere. Why was he so arrogant? She urged him: "Let's go after reading this. Father will be back soon."

Not only did he not leave, he even came closer to her, forcing her to lean against the bed. She had nowhere to retreat for a moment. She was so close that she could see her own reflection in his eyes when she looked up.

Today she put on rouge, which slightly covered her heroic look on her eyebrows. She was two points more delicate, two points more showy and charming.

He smiled so brightly that he said, "Ah He, you are so beautiful."

Her face grew hot and she looked away.

"You're wearing a skirt today, so don't go hunting." Rong Li didn't move away. When he spoke, his breath was in her ears. Seeing that she was silent, he leaned closer to her, "Promise me, huh?" "

This woman's dress was indeed cumbersome and complicated. It was tight and hot, and she subconsciously licked her dry lips.

After a long while, she said ‘hmm’.

He still circled her and looked at her for a long time. She felt uncomfortable. Then he stepped away and gave her the sword in his hand: "Hold it for me and give it back to me when I come back from hunting."

Three hours later, the drums sounded, the hunting hour had passed, and the sound of horses sounded in the paddock.

Emperor Chongzong sat high on the dragon chair and asked the officer in charge: "Are all the princes back?"

The official in charge stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Prince Li has not returned yet."

The words just fell.

"His Majesty!"

In the distance, a bloody horse approached. It was the guard of Prince Li's palace who had returned. Covered in blood, he dismounted and knelt in front of the emperor: "Your Majesty, there are wolves in the hunting ground. The prince is under siege. Please send troops for reinforcements."

Emperor Chongzong suddenly stood up from the dragon chair.

Yingchen couldn't listen to a word of the emperor's words and stood up.

Her father grabbed her and shook his head.

"Father."

Father lowered his voice: "Don't go."

Rong Li was the most beloved son of Emperor Chongzong. If something happened to him, the entire imperial army would be dispatched. There were thousands of troops, but she was the only one left.

only--

She finally couldn't sit still, became confused, forgot the rules, and couldn't help herself: "He gave me the sword before he set off. Father, I want to return it to him."

My father also tried to persuade: "Ahe——"

She took the sword left by the guard and said, "Father, please rest assured that my daughter will return safely." After saying that, she entered the hunting ground resolutely.

General Dingxi just shook his head and sighed: his daughter has grown up and has someone he likes.

In the southeastern area of ​​the hunting ground, the smell of blood filled the sky, and wolves were everywhere.

Ouch——

As soon as the cry ended, an adult wolf directly in front opened its huge mouth and lunged forward.

"My lord, be careful!"

Rong Li took three steps back, but before he could stand still, a green shadow hit his eyes and blocked him in front. There was a clang, the sword flashed, and the sharp blade completely cut off the wolf's front hooves.

Blood spattered three feet, and the cyan skirt was instantly dyed red. His eyes were also red: "What are you doing here?" I don't want my life!

She quickly squatted down, tore off her floor-length skirt, and threw a sword back: "Give this back to you."

That's his sword.

Except for the sword used by the prince of the Tian family, officials are not allowed to bring weapons into the hunting grounds.

Rong Li pulled her behind him: "Nonsense!" Without saying a word, he turned around and ordered the palace's soldiers, "Escort her away immediately!"

The beads and flowers on her head were all thrown away on the road, her hair was a little messy, and she stood beside him motionless: "You let me wear a skirt, and you gave me the sword. Did you know that today would be uneventful?"

Therefore, he tried every possible means to prevent her from coming.

Rong Li was so angry with her: "You know it's not peaceful and you still come in!" He didn't dare to delay any longer and ordered his subordinates, "Don't worry about me, take her out first."

She ignored him, pushed his hand away, drew her sword and rushed forward.

Rong Li: "..."

Aren’t you even afraid?

He was angry and anxious: "Urnajia Yingchen!"

She killed a wolf with one sword stroke, and blood spattered on her face. The rouge was finally covered by the bright red blood. When she looked back, even though she was wearing palace clothes, she still looked heroic.

"Tell me what to do, kill me quickly, don't hold me back."

Rong Li: "..."

So wild!

Unfortunately, he likes it badly.

In less than half a stick of incense, the imperial guards arrived.

Rong Li protected her, even though he was injured all over, leaving her unscathed.

This matter was caused by the prince, and both Emperor Chongzong and Rong Li knew it, but there was no evidence. Prince He was the son of the imperial concubine. Apart from Rong Li, he was the most popular candidate for the crown prince, but Rong Li was always suppressing him. Prince He finally couldn't calm down.

night.

In the dead of night, Rong Li came to Yingchen's tent again.

"Ahe."

He was wearing the clothes of a guard and came here secretly. His beautiful face was sickly white due to excessive blood loss.

She was extremely annoyed: "I'm so injured, why don't I just lie down properly."

After being scolded, Rong Li approached with a smile: "Why are you looking for me today?" His eyes were full of joy, and he was actually a bit elated and satisfied.

She turned away her face and looked at the candlelight. The light and shadow in her eyes were shaking and messy: "I will give you a sword."

He stood in front of her, blocking the candlelight, stretched out his hand to hold her chin, and raised it: "Are you happy with me?"