The fact that Duan Zheng and Rong Zhuo accompany King Yan to Yuzhou is no longer a secret, and everyone knows it.

"Tell me, how did you get on the boat of King Yan?" Song Mingan asked, holding Rong Zhuo's shoulders.

"If you're curious, you can ask him in person when you look back." Rong Zhuo patted his hand away, "Maybe he thinks you are smart and will let you on board."

"Xiaozhuo, do you want to introduce King Yan to us?" Su Yun asked him.

"King Yan doesn't like me, he is familiar with my cousin, you ask my cousin." Rong Zhuo said boldly.

Duan Zheng coughed lightly when he heard the words, "In a few days, for the flower viewing banquet in the old prince's garden, His Royal Highness will also go to the banquet. At that time, there are still a lot of famous families, so we can join in the fun."

"Can I get the post?" Song Mingan asked.

"Try it." Duan Zheng said, "It's not a loss if you can go anyway."

When everyone thought about it, they were immediately moved.

"I won't go." Rong Zhuo said, "I'm not interested in the wealth of famous families."

"You are stupid, if you have a daughter, you will have a son!" Song Ming'an said: "Besides, don't we have a few more?"

Su Yun and others also echoed after hearing the words.

So Rong Zhuo "reluctantly" agreed to walk with everyone.

On the day of the flower viewing banquet, Rong Zhuo deliberately chose a less eye-catching dress to wear, because last night Yu Jingdu told him "three orders and five appeals" and he was not allowed to dress too ostentatiously, the reason was that he was good-looking, if he dressed up again. It's too beautiful, it will be troublesome to be seen by any lady.

Rong Zhuo also defended him at the time, saying that the entire capital knew that he was a broken sleeve, and the ladies were too late to hide when they saw him.

Unexpectedly, Yu Jingdu was even more worried when he heard it, because there were many young masters at the flower viewing banquet, and those people were even more difficult to deal with.

As a result, Rong Zhuo was bullied again by Yu Jingdu for no reason.

On that day, Rong Zhuo obediently wore a moon-white wide-sleeved robe.

His attire is standing in the same place as Duan Zheng and Song Ming'an, who are "beautiful", which can be regarded as a clear stream.

But it is precisely because of this that Rong Zhuo, who deliberately dressed fresh and simple at the flower viewing banquet where a hundred flowers are blooming, seems to be different from others. Anyway, after Yu Jingdu came that day, he saw Rong Zhuo in the crowd from a distance.

"Tsk." Yu Jingdu couldn't help but tut, his expression a little complicated.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Li Feng asked in confusion.

Yu Jingdu calmly retracted his gaze, somewhat regretting his actions last night.

But then he thought about it, even if his little scoundrel was wearing a sack, it wouldn't be too ugly.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile a little in his eyes.

the other side.

Rong Zhuo also noticed Yu Fang after Jingdu came, but in order to avoid suspicion, he didn't even look at Yu Fang.

"His Royal Highness Yan is here," Song Mingan reminded.

Only then did Rong Zhuo follow Yu Fang's line of sight. Today, Yu Jingdu was wearing a blue military uniform, which made his figure more tall and sturdy. Rong Zhuo glanced at it from a distance and felt a sudden movement in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of this man's bad behavior last night.

"There are so many people around him, can we talk to each other?" Su Yun asked.

"What if there are more people?" Duan Zheng patted his chest and said, "I know your Highness very well. When you follow me, he will definitely give me face, okay Xiaozhuo?" He said to Rongzhuo. asked.

Rong Zhuo smiled lightly, "It's hard to say."

"How did you dismantle my stage?" Duan Zheng said.

Rong Zhuo raised his chin towards him, and saw a few people not far away who came up to talk to Yu Jingdu, all of whom were coldly perfunctory by Yu Fang. A few of them seem to have low status, which shows that His Royal Highness Yan Wang has never known what it means to give face.

"Forget it, go and see if there are any good-looking girls." Song Mingan said, putting one hand on Rong Zhuo's shoulder, "You go with me."

"I don't like girls." Rong Zhuo said, "You should bring Su Yun with you."

"You look good, and the girls like to see you. When I stand next to you, I can also touch your light." Song Mingan said.

Rong Zhuo was a little helpless, but he thought about keeping a distance from Yu Jingdu in order to avoid suspicion, so he followed Song Mingan to the flower room with a half push.

There are several flower houses in this garden, each of which is spacious and bright.

The old prince ordered people to place resting places in the flower room, and also set up the four treasures of the study room for people to improvise poetry and painting.

When Rong Zhuo followed Song Mingan in, he saw a girl sitting at the desk and painting a red rose.

That girl wasn't very outstanding in her painting skills, but Rong Zhuo didn't know much about painting at all. When she saw the cluster of bright red roses on the paper, she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

This reminded him of the red rose that he had given to Qingshi.

"Young master likes my paintings?" The girl's eyes lit up when she looked up at Rong Zhuo.

Rong Zhuo was afraid of his misunderstanding, so he hurriedly said, "I have a friend who just likes this kind of flower."

"Then send it to you." The girl put away the pen and handed the painting in her hand to Rong Zhuo.

Rong Zhuo was startled, thinking that this shouldn't be accepted casually, right?

If you accept it, will people misunderstand something?

Rong Zhuo thought so, and at the same time thought that he was too common?

He couldn't have a girl send him a painting, so he just made up his mind like that?

"Thank you girl." Rong Zhuo took her flower and said with a blushing face, "I'll take this painting back and give it to my sweetheart, girl, don't you mind?"

The girl laughed when she heard the words, "The young master has to tell me whether you are round or flat. If you are someone who doesn't understand elegance, I won't agree."

"He..." Rong Zhuo smiled embarrassedly, "He's quite handsome."

The girl raised her eyebrows, as if she understood something, and said cheerfully, "Young master, please."

Rong Zhuo saw that she had not misunderstood anything, so he put the painting away.