Master Chief Liu looked around Rong Zhuo, keenly aware of the changes in the young man.

"You are also invited to the poetry party of the Prince of Yong'an on the ninth day?" Master Liu asked.

"Yes, the students are fortunate enough to receive the invitation." Rong Zhuo said.

"How many people can't ask for this opportunity, you have to take it well, and don't let the prince's good intentions." Liu Zhuzhu said earnestly: "Since ancient times, the most despised people of noble and pure people are those who indulge in alcoholism, you don't want them. I went astray on a whim.”

What he said was obviously making a point.

Rong Zhuo suddenly realized that maybe this person recommended him to the prince.

After all, they are all in Guozixue, this person must have gone through a series of investigations to himself before finally choosing him. Maybe this person heard about Rong Zhuo's going to Hualou yesterday, so he was anxious, and he didn't hesitate to come over to raise points in person today.

Rong Zhuo nodded hurriedly, but turned around and left Guozixue.

He skipped class!

Because Liu Zhuzhu's words reminded him that the ninth day was only a few days away.

If he was trapped in Guozixue every day, he would not be able to do anything.

At that time, the prince would only think that he went to Hualou on a whim and repented later.

If so, he was really wasting his time.

So he can't sit still, he must seize the opportunity of these few days, and he must let the prince be completely disappointed in him.

Rong Zhuo originally thought about whether to find Duan Zheng, but he quickly remembered what Liu Zhuzhu said.

The other party said that the noble people despised those who were addicted to alcohol and sex, which meant that the matter of visiting the flower building was a hit.

That being the case, what kind of casino did he go to, and he would just spend a few more days in the flower building, completely convincing him of the stigma of indulging in alcoholism.

So, after Rong Zhuo left Guozixue, he went directly to Xunhuan Building.

He didn't even go back to the house to change his clothes, he went straight in the gray robe of Guozixue.

Today's Rong Zhuo is a bit like wearing a school uniform to a nightclub, so as soon as he enters the door, he becomes the focus of the audience.

"Oh, Young Master Rong is here." Sister Hua happened to be in the hall, and she greeted Rong Zhuo as soon as she saw her.

Rong Zhuo politely saluted him and said calmly, "I'm here to find Qingshi."

Sister Hua almost lost her temper when she heard the words, tried to control her expression, and ordered someone to take him upstairs.

She looked at Rong Zhuo's back and wondered if she should do something to prepare?

In case that person can't hold back and kills someone, she will have to take care of the aftermath!

Yu Jingdu thought that Rong Zhuo would come, but he never thought that the other party would come so quickly.

When the guy outside knocked on the door and said Young Master Rong was coming, he almost suspected that he had heard it wrong.

It wasn't until the moment he opened the door that he realized that even more shocking things were yet to come.

This little dandy came wearing the uniform of Guozi School.

The young man was dressed in a gray robe. He didn't have the bright and flamboyant appearance of yesterday, so he didn't feel indifferent at all, on the contrary, he was a little more obedient. Especially those eyes, bright and clear, don't look like they came to visit Hualou, but to see friends.

"Qingshi!" Rong Zhuo smiled brightly at Yu Jingdu, took out something from behind and brought it to Yu Jingdu, "For you."

Yu Jingdu frowned, looking at what was in front of him, for a moment he didn't know how to react.

The little dude gave him a sprig of red roses.

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Yu Jingdu: He is so rustic, but a little cute

Chapter 5

Rong Zhuo was a little embarrassed seeing Yu Jingdu frowning and not picking up the flower in his hand.

"I folded it in the flower pot downstairs." Rong Zhuo said to himself, "I came back to see you for the first time, and I didn't bring anything... Seeing that this rose was blooming just fine, I said hello to the man and folded a branch. ." He was embarrassed to tell Yu Jingdu that he left his purse yesterday and had no money on him.

Otherwise, he would have to buy some fruit or something to bring.

"That... can I go in?" Rong Zhuo asked tentatively.

Yu Jingdu withdrew his gaze from him, gave way to the side a little, and remained silent.

Rong Zhuo swept around his room, walked to the cabinet on the side, and inserted the rose in it.

Then he took out the flower again, hugged the vase to greet the man who filled him with half a bottle of water, and then put the rose in again.

The solitary rose in that half-sized vase looks a bit nondescript.

Rong Zhuo scratched his brows and smiled awkwardly, "Break a few more branches next time."

Yu Jingdu looked confused, thinking what would happen next time?

Rong Zhuo had probably never encountered such an embarrassing scene before. As the owner of the house, Yu Jingdu had been standing at the door looking at him, neither saying a word nor greeting him, which seemed to mean that he was waiting for him to take the initiative to say goodbye.

But Rongzhuo came with a purpose. If he left so quickly, it would be better if the matter could not be spread out. As a man, he still has a bit of self-esteem on certain issues of speed.

"By the way, I haven't asked you what color you like?" Rong Zhuo pretended not to feel the embarrassment of the atmosphere, and went straight to the table and sat down.

Yu Jingdu raised his eyebrows almost invisible, just when Rong Zhuo thought he would not answer, he heard him say "red".

"Red is good! Then I chose the right color today." Rong Zhuo smiled.

The young man had an innocent face, and when he laughed, he seemed even more defenseless.

Yu Jingdu admits that his vision of seeing people is quite accurate, but the second time he faced this beautiful little dude, he still couldn't guess whether the other party was pretending to be innocent, or was he really not smart?

"Why don't you sit?" Rong Zhuo sneered.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Yu Jingdu said straight to the point.

His voice was cold and slightly low, and it sounded like a natural alienation.

Rong Zhuo was glad that he had a thick skin, otherwise he would not be able to sit still.