Therefore, when Jiang Jiyan spoke out his words of consolation, he was not affected by Rong Zhuo's anger.

"Why don't you go into the house and drink some tea, then I'll find a carriage to take you back, okay?" Jiang Jiyan said, "If you're worried about being recognized, wait until it's dark before leaving, and you won't let others see you. arrive."

When Rong Zhuo came, he was already tired enough, and he might have been able to go back after holding on.

Now that Yu Jingdu has made such a fuss, at this moment, only feel a surging feeling of exhaustion, and legs are sore and sore in an instant.

Who wants to ride a horse if they can go back in a carriage?

And he came here originally to report to that person, there is no need to aggrieve himself.

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo reluctantly nodded.

Seeing that he was relieved, Jiang Jiyan greeted people warmly and entered the house.

Yu Jingdu finally let go of the person, he glanced at Rong Zhuo's fair wrist, and found that it was already reddened by himself.

"Young Master Rong, sit down for a while, and I will order someone to bring you some refreshments. After eating, you will be relieved." Jiang Jiyan ordered the servants to prepare refreshments.

Today, this incident really made him a head and two big.

I don't know why their Highnesses can't hold their breath so much? He unexpectedly came out to meet Young Master Rong.

It's a pity that he can't think about it right now, so he can only appease people first.

After a while, the servant came with tea.

Jiang Jiyan personally took the refreshment and brought it to Rong Zhuo.

Rong Zhuo's mood has not completely recovered at this moment. When he was about to drink the tea, he couldn't help crying, and suddenly put down the tea cup again in embarrassment.

Yu Jingdu has been standing not far away and looking at him, the boy's bunny head mask is still on his head, it looks very cute from a distance. However, his eyes were red from crying at the moment, and when he sat there aggrieved, he looked a little pitiful.

At that moment, Yu Jingdu suddenly had the urge to hug Xiao Wanqian.

It's a pity that he didn't dare to do anything at the moment, so as not to make people cry again.

"Young Master Rong, let's have a snack, you must be tired and hungry when you came here on horseback?" Jiang Jiyan asked.

Rong Zhuo didn't feel hungry at first, but after being reminded by him like this, he felt the scent of snacks in his nose, and he was immediately hungry.

"You eat first, I'll go out and arrange a carriage for you." Jiang Jiyan glanced at Yu Jingdu who was standing not far away, and then left the room.

Only Rong Zhuo and Yu Jingdu were left in the house.

Rong Zhuo felt that he was still angry, and was a little timid about stealing the dim sum, so he moved away and sat to prevent the aroma of the dim sum from penetrating his nose.

"Can I...talk?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

Rong Zhuo didn't look at him, "I didn't stop your mouth."

Yu Jingdu heard the words and walked to a chair about a few steps away from him and sat down, "I kept it from you because..."

"You have already explained it once, you don't need to say it again." Rong Zhuo sniffed and said, "If it sounds good, you don't want me to cause trouble, but if it sounds bad, you have already decided to follow King Yan, and you can't give up that for me. way."

Rong Zhuo's tone has calmed down a lot now after he made a fire earlier.

But the more indifferent his tone was, the more uncomfortable Yu Jingdu sounded.

"It's the way you want to choose, it's right not to tell me." Rong Zhuo said, "I'm shallow, if I know, even if I say it to others unintentionally, I'm not sure that I will accidentally say something and cause you trouble. ."

Yu Jingdu frowned, "I don't think so."

"It doesn't matter anymore."

"Don't be mad at me..."

"Do you care if I'm angry or not?" Rong Zhuo looked at him, "Qingshi, answer me honestly, have you never regarded me as your friend from beginning to end?"

"No." Yu Jingdu shook his head.

Of course he cared too much about Rongzhuo, so much so that he even hoped that the other party could stay by his side.

He clearly knew that Xiao Wanqian was not suitable, and he clearly knew that this was not the right choice, but he still had that thought.

If it wasn't for Rong Zhuo being too serious when he said those words to him at the time, he might have really changed his mind.

Ke Rongzhuo just wanted to live a peaceful life.

In his life, he was destined to miss peace.

If he does not fight, those who want to fight with him will not save his life at all.

So it was doomed from the moment he was born. On this road, he had no choice.

But this road, until the last moment, no one knows who will kill the deer.

If he loses, he will lose his life. Can he pull Rong Zhuo to die with him?

"It doesn't make sense to say this." Rong Zhuo sighed, "We are not the same people."

He said this lightly, but like a sharp thorn, Yu Jingdu stabbed him in his heart.

Yu Jingdu felt his heart pounding constantly, and he could only endure the discomfort and coughed lightly.

He now regrets that he didn't follow the doctor Wu's orders to drink the medicine.

He didn't drink the soup he brought with him when he left the palace, but threw it all into the guest room of Qingyin Temple.

It's not that he cares about it, it's that Yu Jingdu has already cultivated the ability to not easily affect his mind over the years, and he believes that this old disease can still be controlled for a while.

But he never thought that he would meet Rong Zhuo here at Jiang Jiyan.

But this little dandy is the person in the world who can affect his emotions the most.

The last time he broke the veil, he almost caused an old illness, and today...

"It's not that I didn't want to explain to you..." Yu Jingdu said.

"I didn't explain it before, and I won't explain it in the future." Rong Zhuo said, "Anyway, the day I went to Dali Temple to find you, I'll treat you as... no longer my friend."

Yu Jingdu pressed his hand lightly against his heart, trying to suppress the uncontrollable dull pain in his heart, "But you still care about me."

"That's because you still owe me fifty taels of silver." Rong Zhuo looked at him, "return the money, Qingshi, or return the glazed vase to me, and we will settle it from now on."