Tong Sui managed to drink half of the bowl of porridge but couldn't take it anymore. Because he was sick, he didn't need to study in the study today.

He lay back on the bed and soon fell asleep again.

In the half-dream and half-awake state, he seemed to have fallen into a bottomless darkness, and the smell of blood and rancidity was like a shadow, turning into hinges to lock his limbs, dragging him deep.

A shrill cry echoed in his ears, and every instrument of torture he had ever seen played in his mind like a revolving lantern.

The screen is spinning.

Tong Sui saw that he was locked in a dark and dark cage, while Rong Jin stood outside and looked at him indifferently, with an indifferent expression in his eyes, as if he was just an item that was discarded casually waiting to be destroyed.

That look was enough to make his heart tremble, he couldn't breathe even when he opened his mouth and nose, and the cracks in the bone marrow were filled with a chill.

Da da da.

He heard footsteps in the distance, and the guard in black flying fish approached him with a blood-stained instrument of torture.

"My lord, do you want to do it?"

Da da da.

Tong Sui was so frightened that he suddenly opened his eyes, cold sweat drenched his entire body, strands of wet hair stuck to his face, and even his eyelashes were stained with moisture.

He looked at the familiar top of the bed and let out a sigh of relief.

It turned out that all this was just a dream of his, how could Rong Jin treat himself like this.

Tong Sui lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and poured a few cups of cold water on the table.

Consciousness is also cleared up a lot.

"Be careful."

Unfamiliar voices and chaotic footsteps came from outside the door, and they stopped not far from his room, "Move quickly, this is something that Governor Rong personally ordered, if you dare to do it, you will lose your head!"

Tong Sui put down the cup in his hand, walked to the window and glanced out through a narrow gap.

Flowers are like clusters of fireworks.

Is it actually the plum blossom tree saw yesterday?

These people were dressed in the clothes of handymen, and there was a little eunuch in charge of supervising and commanding standing beside them.

They were digging up the barren land with shovels, and dug a big hole in the ground. It seemed that they were going to plant trees here.

Tong Sui's eyes were shining brightly, this was caused by Rong Jin.

He just said he liked it yesterday, so he was moved here, and he was taken care of for one night, so kind to him.

The haze of the nightmare was instantly dispelled.

"Father-in-law, why is the governor so nice to that boy? I heard that he is similar to us, and he is just a handyman in the prince's office."

A handyman in charge of digging said.

"I've heard...the governor is because of his prince's blood relationship, and he did all this to improve his trust and coax the children."

Another handyman said: "If he really becomes the next emperor, he can be obedient and become a puppet."

"Wow, is this true or not?"

"Otherwise? When have you ever seen the governor do something that is not good for him? These are just the governor's means to win over people."

"Wouldn't it be okay to change to another prince?"

"Of course, this kind of thing is uncertain, just like when we bet on Marseilles, we will pick the easiest one to win the first place."

The voice of their discussion came from outside the window, completely unaware that Tong Sui was standing behind the window.

Listening to the content of the words, Tong Sui's joy just now seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water. He stopped before going out to take a good look at the plum blossom tree, and turned back to the bed.

He put the quilt over his head, feeling sore in his heart, with an indescribable sadness.

The system whispered: "Host, are you alright?"

It has been with Tong Sui for so long, so it can naturally see that he is depressed, and comforts him: "Don't be discouraged, he uses you to show that you are valuable—"

"Can you comfort people?" Tong Sui threw off the quilt, his face turned red from anger or suffocation, "Stop talking, I'm in a bad mood."

In fact, Rong Jin was interested in his identity, so it was not that Tong Sui was completely unaware of the fact that he brought him by his side.

But thinking that he might be no different from other people, he is also a pawn in Rong Jin's hands, and can be replaced by others at any time.

His eye sockets were a little sour.

Because of his poor performance during this period, Rong Jin took him to a place like Imperial Prison to warn him?

What is the purpose of sending plum trees now?

Is this Rong Jin's method?He can deter people with heavy punishments under the law, and confine people with pedantic literature. Naturally, he can also give him a slap and a candy.

It's all just Rong Jin's means to win people over.

Tong Sui tried hard to expel this extremely negative thought from his mind, but at this moment he seemed to be stuck in a dead end that he couldn't get out of, and he believed this statement inexplicably.

When night falls.

The atmosphere in the dining room was gloomy, and several attendants stood side by side after serving the dishes, acting as invisible people one by one.

Rong Jin sat where he always sat, his expression looked the same as in the past, and after careful observation, he found that he had been paying attention to Tong Sui's reaction.

As usual, Tong Sui would definitely pick the position closest to him.

At first he felt a little too close, but after getting along for a period of time, he has adapted to such closeness.

But today Tong Sui sat across the table.

This slight change made Rong Jin slightly frown.

He has already confirmed that the tree he transplanted has already been planted. It is impossible for Tong Sui not to notice such a big tree when he came out.

Don't you like it?

But Rong Jin didn't show it on his face after all, and ate in silence.

The atmosphere is much more depressing than usual.

Tong Sui only ate half a bowl of rice and put down the bowl and chopsticks. Before he could speak, Rong Jin said, "Today's food is not to your liking?"

In fact, the dishes that dare to be served are all of the highest standard in the Imperial Dining Room, not to mention that there are also a few dishes specially made for Tong Sui's favorite dishes.

There is no such thing as unappetizing.

Rong Jin said, "What happened?"

Tong Sui shook his head, "I'm full, I haven't finished my homework for today, I'm going to the study first."

"Wait, don't be so anxious," Rong Jin said, "Your illness is not fully healed yet, go back and rest first. The schoolwork can be postponed."

"Thank you for your concern, sir. I already feel much better and will not delay the progress of my studies."

Tong Sui saluted and left.

Rong Jin was alone with a table of dishes, and suddenly lost his appetite.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks with a bang.

This sound scared the rest of the servants present and quickly lowered their heads.

Frost and snow were condensed on that handsome face, his brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a trace of uncontrollable displeasure in his eyes.

I don't usually see him being so polite and saluting, and he still takes this little time to study.

It seems to be more worry-free.

But this unfamiliar attitude suddenly pulled the distance between the two of them closer to each other.

The initial irritability gradually spread, Rong Jin said with a cold face: "Go and call Feng Yongchang for me."

Feng Yongchang hurried over after hearing the news, seeing Rong Jin's stern expression, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

Everyone thinks that Rong Jin is cruel, but he doesn't actually show too obvious emotions, and his real emotions will be wrapped under layers of surface.

And now Rong Jin seems to be in a really bad mood.

Feng Yongchang hurriedly said: "Master, calm down, it's not good for your body—"

Rong Jin interrupted him, and asked coldly, "Where is the tree I asked you to plant?"

Feng Yongchang was stunned for a moment.

"It has been planted, yes, did something happen?"

Rong Jin said, "What's Tong Sui's reaction?"

"Here," Feng Yongchang replied truthfully, "he stood in front of the tree for a while and then left."

"If he doesn't like it, let someone pull it out."

Feng Yongchang said: "Master, please don't worry. His Highness Tong Sui may be in a bad mood due to illness, and he is young. When he recovers, he will definitely thank you, Governor."

After hearing what he said, Rong Jin's expression seemed to ease a little, and he rubbed his sore brows, "He didn't eat much tonight, you can have someone cook some nourishing medicinal food for him later."

"OK."

Candles were lit in front of the study window at night, and Tong Sui bowed his head to learn the laws that he had been unwilling to study seriously these days.

If one had to compete for a job, Tong Sui had to be the most suitable pawn, the fastest horse.

The surroundings were very quiet. He studied for several hours at a stretch. When his head was dizzy and sore, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Feng Yongchang's voice sounded outside the door, "Little master, can I come in?"

"come in."

Tong Sui raised his head and saw that he was holding a cup of something in his hand, he came over with a smile and put it beside his hand.

"Let's eat something, this is specially ordered by the governor to make the imperial dining room," Feng Yongchang said, "There are a lot of precious medicinal materials in it, and it must be comfortable to eat."

He opened the lid, and the rich aroma of chicken soup, with a bit of bitterness of medicinal materials, billowed upwards with a white mist.

Tong Sui lowered his head again, and turned another page of the book in his hand, "Eunuch Feng, take it away, I'm not hungry."

"That's not okay. If you don't eat and let the governor know, he will definitely be unhappy. It's not good to pursue it then."

"...Okay," Tong Sui said, "You put it here, I will eat it."

"Hey, good." Feng Yongchang pointed at the door and said, "If there is nothing wrong, the miscellaneous family will not bother you. Be careful not to study too late, and go to bed early."

Tong Sui hummed.

Only then did Feng Yongchang go out, when he was about to reach the door.

Tong Sui suddenly raised his head and said, "Wait."

Feng Yongchang paused, turned around and waited for his command, "Please speak."

Tong Sui tightened his fingers holding the book, and said in a low voice, "Thank you sir for me."

Feng Yongchang's smile deepened a little, and he let out a sigh of relief.

After he left, Tong Sui looked at the medicated food that was delivered, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a long time he asked the system: "When he wins over other people, will he do it so tightly?"

the next day.

When Tong Sui woke up, he obviously felt that the discomfort of being weak and weak disappeared. He wondered if it had something to do with the medicinal diet last night.

He got dressed and went to the study.

Seeing that he looked good, Liu Yong began to teach him.

Tong Sui's learning attitude is much more serious than before, which is indeed a good thing.

The relationship between Tong Sui and Rong Jin has always maintained a delicate balance. When he was studying at night, he would receive all kinds of food sent by Rong Jin every day.

Sometimes it's a sweet soup, sometimes it's a pastry.

In the blink of an eye for a month, Tong Sui had faded from his initial emaciated appearance, and his height gradually caught up to the normal level.

That night, when Tong Sui came back from the study alone, he saw a figure standing in front of the room.

Rong Jin stood there with a lantern in his hand.

The weather is not so cold now, and most of the thick snow on the eaves has melted away, leaving only a thin layer.

But the clothes Rong Jin wore were still very thick, and he always looked like he was not in good health.

Tong Sui didn't know how long he had been waiting.

He stepped forward quickly, "My lord, why didn't someone let you know when you were looking for me, the temperature outside is low now, you may catch cold easily if you stand for a long time."

"It's not long since we arrived," Rong Jin said, "Go in, I have something to tell you."

"it is good."

Tong Sui pushed open the door, he habitually picked up the cup on the table, and handed him a mug of hot tea.

Rong Jin took it and took a sip.

"Liu Yong said that you have performed very well recently and you have studied hard," Rong Jin said, "In a few days the emperor's birthday banquet will be a good opportunity for you to rectify your identity."

"I heard you have a jade pendant on your body, is it still there?"

Tong Sui was startled, the original owner of the jade pendant had almost never shown it in front of others, and he didn't expect that Rong Jin would also receive the news.

I have to say that the intelligence agency under him is too strong.

He took out the jade pendant from under the pillow, although he didn't understand why, he obediently handed it to Rong Jin.

Rong Jin turned the jade pendant over and saw the small engraved characters, which were signs that only the emperor could use.

"It's so much easier with this."

in a few days.

On the day of the emperor's birthday banquet, a Qianqiu banquet was arranged in Changchun Garden.

The birthday of the emperor has always been a very grand festival, also known as the Longevity Festival. The whole country will have a three-day holiday, and various places will hold celebrations in response.

Courtiers from all over the country needed to present birthday gifts, and the surrounding vassal states also sent envoys to attend.

Tong Sui followed Rong Jin, wearing the clothes of his entourage, and was really shocked by this grand scene.

From early in the morning, there were all kinds of complicated etiquette and procedures, and he was almost dizzy watching it, but Rong Jin was able to direct the various departments of the 12th Prison to arrange everything in an orderly manner.

Regardless of all the rumors, people like Rong Jin are definitely the best assistants, and he can arrange any tasks properly for him.

When the emperor appeared, the courtiers and relatives of the emperor who had been chatting stood up quickly.

Across the second floor of the pavilion, they knelt down and saluted collectively.

I saw the emperor wearing ordinary clothes, accompanied by Rong Jin and Zhang Yanru, two close officials, sitting in front of the throne.

Tong Sui followed Rong Jin's side, quietly raised his eyes from the angle of the shield, and looked at the legendary emperor who hardly showed his face.

The emperor was over fifty years old, and even though he was wearing ordinary clothes, he still had a strong aura of superiority on his body. Looking closely, he found that his cheeks were slightly sunken, his complexion was lacklustre, and he was a little panting after walking just a few steps.

And he held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, followed by several Taoist priests and monks.

According to the usual banquet process, Rong Jin took the birthday wine from the eunuch in charge of the Shangshan Supervisor and handed it to Zhang Yanru who was beside him.

Zhang Yanru stepped forward and knelt down, "For the Thousand Autumn Festival, I'm waiting for you to celebrate, and I would like to celebrate my ten-thousand-year birthday."

As he knelt down, the courtiers who had just got up bowed again.

The emperor took the birthday wine and said in a loud voice: "Get the birthday wine from Qing, and celebrate with Qing and others inside and outside."

He said raising his glass.

The officials in the lower pavilion knelt down and bowed again, shouting long live three times.

After various kneeling and kneeling processes, all the courtiers were finally given seats and wine, and sat down to watch the dance together.

All kinds of birthday gifts are presented at this time.

Between silk and bamboo music and dancing, Rong Jin turned his head to the side with the wine glass in his hand and said in a low voice: "Get ready."

Tong Sui's heart beat a few beats faster, "Yes."

After getting up and saluting, Rong Jin said: "Your Majesty, I have recently found a treasure. It is said that it is a scripture scroll written by the eminent monk Yunxi."

The emperor, who was originally lacking in interest, lit up his eyes when he heard his words, "Show me quickly."

Rong Jin looked sideways, "Go."

Tong Sui, who was standing beside Rong Jin, stepped forward holding the book box, his heart beat faster as he approached slowly, "Please read, Your Majesty."

The emperor leaned over and looked over impatiently.

Tong Sui squatted down, and when he opened the book box, something slipped out from the front of his chest and fell on the table.

Boom.

The wine glass was overturned, and the splashed wine splashed on the emperor.

"Bold!"

Several guards hurried forward and knocked Tong Sui down, causing confusion, "Your Majesty, what do you want to do with him?"

Seeing this, Chu Yunyu tensed up and wanted to stand up, but the queen beside him was tightly holding her back.

"Yunyu, have you forgotten today's mission?"

Chu Yunyu clenched his hands tightly, and the queen looked at Tong Sui on the ground with a little more gloating.

Also too useless.

Rong Jin paved the way for him to this extent, he can't do such a simple thing well.

The queen looked at Rong Jin with resentful eyes, and saw the latter sitting calmly at the banquet, taking a sip of the wine in his glass, the experience accumulated over the years told her that this matter was not that simple.

Sure enough, she heard the emperor's shout, "Stop it all, let him go."

The few hands that were pressing on Tong Sui's shoulders finally let go, he felt a burning pain, and barely supported himself on the ground.

He raised his eyes and met the emperor on the throne.

He was holding the jade pendant in his hand, trembling because he was too nervous, "Where did you get this thing?"

"Return to Your Majesty, this is my mother's personal belongings, and she gave it to me a year ago before she died of a serious illness."

"you you."

The emperor looked carefully at the face that seemed to have been there before, "You mean your mother, she just passed away a year ago?"

"yes."

"How could this be..."

The emperor seemed to recall those years, and his eyes turned a little sour, "I always thought she had passed away, so how did she live these years?"

"She rented a small house in the suburbs and took me alone. She lived by washing and mending clothes for others. Because of overwork, she has been in poor health for these years."

"So she has never been married?"

"Yes, she is waiting for you to come to her." Tong Sui paused, "It's a pity that my mother didn't wait, so let me go into the palace and return this jade pendant to you, as if the fate of this life is over."

The emperor on the dragon throne seemed to be wounded by his words, and his eyes immediately became wet.

But Tong Sui was untouched.

The belated affection is inferior to grass, and the tears now are nothing but guilt and self-movement.

As the Ninth Five-Year Master, as long as he really wants to find it, he has a lot of opportunities to find it, but he has never thought of it.

Only when saw the keepsake did suddenly think of that memory. The so-called good days are all short-lived thoughts of indebtedness and the product of brain processing.

The emperor wiped away his tears and helped Tong Sui up on the ground, "Come here, give me a seat."

"yes."

Several attendants moved chairs and placed them near him.

"You and your mother have suffered all these years, but don't worry, I will never let you be wronged any longer," the emperor said, "Come here, draw up an order."

The ministers in the attic couldn't hear what they were talking about, so they could only look at the picture and guess what happened.

"Hey, why did you add a chair, and it's still next to His Majesty."

"What happened?"

"Didn't that person we saw next to Feng Yongchang before?"

Several ministers discussed in low voices.

Suddenly all the music and dancing stopped, everyone froze, and looked up to see a familiar figure coming out of the pavilion.

Rong Jin held the imperial decree in his hand.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict said: Twelve years ago, when I was visiting in Weifu, I had a son with a civilian girl, but by chance, I have been unable to contact. Fortunately, God blessed me, and I found the blood that was wandering outside. I hereby name it Yunsui. WriteEntering the clan's mansion, please respect me."

As soon as the words came out, everyone's faces were different.

During the banquet, the pan was fried all of a sudden.

Especially Zhang Yanru was so angry that his face turned green. He didn't know what trick Rong Jin used to make the emperor draw up this decree.

But you are not joking, at this juncture, it has been read out in front of everyone, and it is impossible to take it back.

He had to wait until he went back and join forces with other members of the cabinet to find a way.

There were those who wanted to oppose, and naturally there were those who secretly rejoiced, especially Rong Jin's one-party vassals.

Just a toast to celebrate.

The appearance of Tong Sui is tantamount to breaking the original default situation.

There is not much joy in childhood.

All of this was planned by Rong Jin in advance, he just completed the assigned task.

On the contrary, he felt inexplicably inexplicable.

Listening to the emperor talking about his past love in his ear, he had to show a very moved look, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

He simply let the system find a movie in his mind that was famous for tear-jerking, and the tears fell effortlessly after watching.

In the eyes of the self-confessed emperor, there was a burst of sourness in his heart. The debts owed over the years cannot be made up with a single imperial decree.

"Cough cough cough cough."

He bent down, obviously his body, which had been depleted by the pill, couldn't bear such strong emotions.

Rong Jin said: "Your Majesty, you have worked hard enough today, why don't you go back and rest first."

After the emperor left the table, the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

Tong Sui also put away the half-watched movie, and met Rong Jin who was sitting not far away.

There was a look of certainty in those quiet eyes.

Rong Jin raised his hand and tapped his cheek, motioning him to wipe away his tears.

Tong Sui hurriedly lowered his head and wiped away his tears with his sleeves, feeling a little inexplicable joy in his heart.

He should be happy if he can achieve what Rong Jin wants, right?

Just when he raised his head again to look for Rong Jin's figure, there were a few strange figures in front of him.

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

A group of courtiers began to show their presence in front of him, Tong Sui was not good at rejecting it directly, and was obstructed by them, he reluctantly took a few sips from his wine glass.

During this period, the wine brewing process was not so mature, and the taste was more spicy and choking.

Tong Sui took a sip and was choked to cough.

His eyes were originally ruddy, but now his eyelashes were choked and wet with tears. He still managed to take the drinks that were being handed out one after another, and dealt with all the people in this group.

After the four weeks calmed down, Tong Sui felt a burning sensation from his throat to his stomach, and his head sank a bit.

In a daze, he saw people surrounding him again.

Tong Sui habitually picked up the wine glass in front of him, but when he looked up, he saw Rong Jin's face.

"grown ups……"

His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were red like a rabbit, "Are you here to congratulate me too?"

Tong Sui was obviously a little drunk, and he was about to put the wine in his mouth while holding the glass.

Rong Jin held down his hand.

"No, stop drinking."

"Why..." Tong Sui frowned, with hazy mist under the wet eyelashes, "Is there something wrong with my performance? I have worked hard to accomplish what adults want."

"You behaved very well." Rong Jin took the wine glass from his hand, "I'll send you back to rest."

After he finished speaking, several people stepped forward to take him away.

"don't want."

Tong Sui anxiously grabbed his sleeve, leaned over like a puppy who was afraid of being thrown away, and rubbed his face against his forearm, "Don't let me go, okay? I only have you."

His face was hot, and it came through his sleeves.

Rong Jin was stunned, it seemed that the boy in front of him hadn't been so intimate with him for a long time.

He was in a daze for a moment, but the heat from his arm was numb, reminding him that these were all true.

It was also the first time for the people around them to see someone who dared to get drunk and go crazy in front of Rong Jin, they stood where they were and dared not make a move.

"Master, look at this..."

Rong Jin said, "Go and prepare the chariot."

He helped Tong Sui up from his seat, and Feng Yongchang, who was standing beside him, immediately wanted to help him when he saw it, but was rejected by Rong Jin's cold "no".

Rong Jin helped Tong Sui down the stairs and put him on the chariot.

Tong Sui, who was obviously so drunk that his cheeks were flushed and unconscious, felt something at this moment, and grabbed him and didn't let go.

"Don't go, stay with me for a while, okay?"

Even though he had so much time, Rong Jin didn't even look back at him, "Take it as my reward for today, can you?"

Rong Jin was silent for a while, then said to Feng Yongchang beside him, "Here you are in charge of finishing, I will take him away first."

In fact, Tong Tong Sui had just been established as the prince, and Rong Jin's identity was somewhat sensitive, so it would be better to find a way to stay away.

But he still took Tong Sui away in full view.

Rong Jin helped him into the room and put him on the bed.

The spirit that Tong Sui drank just now had a full effect now, his whole body was glowing abnormally red, his hair was sticking to his cheeks, and his rosy mouth looked like a fish that couldn't breathe.

Rong Jin wanted to get up to pour him a glass of water, but he felt resistance in his arm.

He turned around.

Tong Sui struggled to open his eyes, looking at him with wet eyes, "Are you leaving?"

Rong Jin said, "I'll go get you some water."

"No, I'm not thirsty," Tong Sui held his hand, "Just stay with me for a while, you don't need to do anything, just sit like this."

Rong Jin had no choice but to sit back.

He always only drank tea and basically didn't touch wine, but on this occasion he inevitably drank two glasses.

It's not like Tong Sui was completely drunk, but in the relaxed and warm room, the blood seemed to be wrapped in hot air, and it seemed to be hot when it flowed to every part of the body.

Tong Sui kept opening and closing his lips, murmuring something softly.

Rong Jin lowered his head to listen, and when the tip of his nose got closer, he smelled the smell of wine from his body, mixed with a little aroma that he didn't know where he got it.

"I only have you……"

This is the second time heard Tong Sui say this.

The boy next to him frowned, blushed and curled up, like a chick trying to hide under its wings.

But he is no longer the skinny kid at first.

It was Rong Jin who watched him change from his initial appearance to his current appearance bit by bit.

It will only get better and better in the future.

Rong Jin said: "Soon you will have more than me. From tomorrow onwards, you will be a distinguished prince. There will be many people around you, respecting, fearing, and longing to be driven by you."

"No, those people want to use me to get benefits, I don't care about them at all."

Tong Sui's mood suddenly became agitated, and after he finished speaking, he thought of something, his voice gradually quieted down, and he lowered his head and murmured: "My lord, they all said that you also want to use my identity, but I don't care, II would like you to use me, but I hope you can distinguish me from those people."

"I want to do something a little different..."

Rong Jin was slightly stunned, a crack appeared on his usually calm mask, and unsettled emotions flashed in his eyes.

There was a little wave in his chest, and the dead heart began to pulse again, as delicate and hot as a child's hand clinging to him.

Rong Jin wanted to push this warm feeling to the wine he had drunk, but he knew very well that those few glasses of wine would not make him feel this way.

It's because of what said when was a child.

Rong Jin exerted all his strength to climb up, seemingly invincible, but only he knew that he had never really trusted anyone around him, and he was used to this kind of life.

What is given to Tong Sui is already his limit.

But those eyes were lingering in his mind looking at him with sincerity and no impurities, and his earnest tone was the sharpest blade, easily cutting open his indifferent shell.

He stood in the dark night, looking at the indelible sun, the light was really dazzling and might hurt him, but what would happen if he wanted to take a step?

Rong Jin was pulled by two diametrically opposite emotions, he recovered and lowered his head.

Tong Sui had fallen asleep peacefully.

Because of the experience of taking care of a sick person, Rong Jin took off his outer robe this time, then simply untied his inner garment and wiped off the sweat that just came out, so as not to let him catch cold, and then replaced him again.The man covered the quilt, closed the door and left.

At this moment, everyone was busy with the banquet in the Changchun Garden, Rong Jin felt incomparably quiet when walking on the road, he was always accompanied by various people.

Those who hope to seek official positions from him, and those who hope to use his hands to eradicate alien parties.

Everyone has their own mind.

They come together for profit, are willing to obey his orders, and can take out what they want, each takes what he needs and has always been like this.

When he stepped into this deep palace, he had already set his only goal, which has been supporting his mutilated body through these years.

Rong Jin returned to the bookshelf in the room, and stretched out his hand in front of an unremarkable handicraft.

Hum——

The bookshelves receded to the sides, and a quiet and secret passage downward suddenly appeared.

After he approached slowly, the door of the secret room closed again.

The dark secret passage was only illuminated by the lamps on the wall, and the stairs were steep and narrow, but Rong Jin walked as if walking on the ground countless times, and had formed muscle memory.

After turning the corner, rows of wooden tablets were quietly enshrined on the table under the red candlelight. Looking carefully, almost everyone on these tablets had the same surname.

There are so many of them that it gives a chill down the spine.

This is one of the few places where Rong Jin can completely relax.

He knelt in front of the futon, lit a stick of incense, and the white smoke billowed up, as if pulling everything far away, like being in a nightmare from which he would never wake up.

Rong Jin inserted the incense stick into the incense burner.

He picked up the cloth, stood alone and wiped the tablet gently, until all the incense sticks in the incense burner were burned out, he continued to wipe carefully.

"Do you feel it? I am dragging those damned people to hell one by one to be buried with you,"

There was silence all around, and naturally there would be no response.

It has been like this for so many years.

Rong Jin laughed at himself, looking at the list at the table.

Some of them have been crossed out with red pen, and there are still some amazing names left.

"I won't let go of any of them."