He had already thought through the consequences several times: Gong Chenliang might slap him hard again, call him a bastard, and then take Rong Tingyun away; he might slap him again, and then ask Rong Tingyun to sever ties with him in front of him; or maybe he would do like that king, sleeping on straw and tasting gall, and then "three thousand Vietnamese soldiers can conquer Wu" and kill him quietly...
The more Luo Junchuan thought about it, the more exaggerated it became, so he simply opened his eyes to see.
The two people did not seem as excited about their long-awaited reunion as he had imagined. Only Gong Chenliang was excited.
But he was only excited for a short moment, and soon he calmed down.
Rong Tingyun brushed away Gong Chenliang's hand: "Your Majesty, please be careful, I am the prince's man now."
Gong Chenliang did not react at all after being brushed away, and stood calmly beside Luo Junchuan.
When Luo Junchuan heard Rong Tingyun say this, it was like a bomb exploded above his head: "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! It's coming again! It's coming again! God is killing me!!! Xiaoyun, how could you talk to your lover like that? No, no, Xiaoyun must hate me so much that she's saying this on purpose, so that Gong Chenliang can finish me off."
But, but, what the hell is this Gong Chenliang's calm expression?! Did I really guess right? He also wants to taste what bitter gall tastes like???
Looking at Gong Chenliang's calm expression, Luo Junchuan felt more and more that his guess was correct.
However, you have to bear the consequences of your own sins.
Come on, since he chooses to retaliate against me in this way, it proves that I still have a chance to breathe before the storm comes.
I hope his deployment can be arranged before the storm comes!
Luo Junchuan smiled awkwardly: "Xiao Yun, why are you here?"
Luo Junchuan really couldn't imagine why Rong Tingyun came here.
Rong Tingyun bowed softly, "It's been a while since I last saw you, Your Highness. I've been thinking about you so much. Thinking you had a cough a while ago, I personally cooked some soup for you. I hope you'll do me the honor."
As Rong Tingyun spoke, the maid behind him brought the soup up: "Your Highness, this is the soup that the princess painstakingly cooked for an hour. Your Highness must honor us with this."
Following the old housekeeper's secret instructions, everyone in the palace now tacitly acknowledges that Rong Tingyun is their princess.
Therefore, Rong Tingyun was able to move freely in the mansion without any hindrance.
This led to such an embarrassing scene for Luo Junchuan.
Gong Chenliang heard that Rong Tingyun personally cooked soup for Luo Junchuan, and the servants called Rong Tingyun "Princess".
Gong Chenliang felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.
Gong Chenliang stared at Luo Junchuan intently. He didn't know why he was staring at him. He just wanted to see whether Luo Junchuan would drink the bowl of soup.
Luo Junchuan, of course, felt the deadly gaze behind him. He internally groaned, "You two are fighting, why drag me into this?! I gave her a choice, but she just won't leave. What else can I do?" (Kids, do you have a lot of questions?)
Luo Junchuan felt very wronged, but he still had to deal with the soup in his hand.
He had a premonition that if he drank, Gong Chenliang would not let him go; but if he didn't drink, then... Rong Tingyun would not let the matter go so easily!
Luo Junchuan was caught in the middle and was in a dilemma.
He closed his eyes tightly: Even if he dies, he will die of bloating!
So Luo Junchuan raised his head and drank a big mouthful of soup with a fearless attitude: "If I die in this delicious soup, I will be a romantic ghost." Luo Hansan drank this bowl of life-threatening soup! At most, he would be a hero again in eighteen years!
When Gong Chenliang saw Luo Junchuan drink the bowl of soup without hesitation, the darkness in his eyes slowly spread.
Luo Junchuan spat out his soup before he even finished it: "Oh my god! I'm so hungry!!! Tang tang tang!"
Luo Junchuan almost vomited blood. He originally wanted to eat a full meal before continuing on his journey, but his mouth was scalded and full of blisters before he could even drink the soup.
Luo Junchuan was scalded by the soup in his mouth and burst into tears. His nose was also red and he looked like he was ready to be picked on.
Rong Tingyun, who was facing Luo Junchuan, was stunned by Luo Junchuan's appearance for a moment. He didn't react and just stared blankly at Luo Junchuan "having a seizure".
Gong Chenliang, who was behind Luo Junchuan, was originally very angry, but when he heard Luo Junchuan's unclear words, he hurried to Luo Junchuan.
Fifteen-year-old Gong Chenliang was not even as tall as Luo Junchuan. He stood on tiptoe, pinched Luo Junchuan's mouth, and looked at him worriedly.
Luo Junchuan's life span in these past lives totaled at least fifty years, if not a hundred years, but this could not disprove the fact that he was a soloist from birth.
It was the first time that Luo Junchuan, who had always been teasing others, was treated like this, and his face turned red.
Gong Chenliang, who was originally very anxious, saw Luo Junchuan's mouth full of blisters, and all his anxiety turned into anger.
He slapped Luo Junchuan's cheek fiercely and said disdainfully: "Serves you right. Who told you to drink so fast?"
Luo Junchuan, who was severely despised: ??? (Little friend, do you have a lot of questions...)
What have I done to offend anyone? Do you have to dislike me so much?
Rong Tingyun finally reacted and stepped forward gently: "Your Highness, why are you so careless? The soup was so hot, didn't you even blow on it before drinking it?"
Luo Junchuan said that he didn't want to talk now.
For a moment, the three of them stood there awkwardly, no one speaking.
Fortunately, the arrival of the old butler broke this weird atmosphere.
"Your Highness, it's time for lunch." The old butler appeared from somewhere.
Luo Junchuan sighed deeply and waved his hand seriously: "Well, the hungry boy is here. (I know)"
Then he quickly fled from this dangerous place.
Gong Chenliang and Rong Tingyun followed Luo Junchuan, walking side by side, equally matched. Neither of them gave way to the other.
Luo Junchuan and the two people at the dinner table stared at each other. He put down his chopsticks in silence: "I'm so hungry, I can't be hungry anymore."
The blisters in his mouth provided Luo Junchuan with a good excuse.
He looked at the two of them seriously and said, "You two are so cute, go get some medicine if you're hungry."
After saying that, Luo Junchuan quickly slipped away.
Leave the battlefield to the two who love and hate each other.
Strangely, after Luo Junchuan left, the two of them stopped arguing with each other and stopped talking.
They just ate their food in silence, ignoring each other.
Not long after Luo Junchuan left, the old butler hurried over and interrupted the silence between the two.
"Your Majesty, the prince just told me that Master Fu has arrived. If you wish to attend class directly, please come to the prince's study after dinner. If you wish to rest for a while, you can go back to where you rested last night and take a short nap. The prince will arrange another place for Master Fu to wait."
Gong Chenliang waved his hand: "No need, I'll go after dinner."
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