Ouyang Rong patiently came to accompany him.

He withdrew his eyes from the sunset sky, turned around and ordered the maid to bring over a plate of pastries.

The group of people took a walk and rested in a pavilion in the garden.

Ouyang Rong invited Zhen Shuyuan and others to taste Xiu Niang's cakes.

"Aunt Zhen has a try. This cake is delicious. I heard from senior brother that it was given by a good friend. Tan Lang also discussed with me that if Aunt Zhen likes it, we can use this cake to entertain guests at Aunt Zhen's next birthday party...

"

Zhen Shuyuan was stunned for a moment. When she heard the words "friend" and "birthday party", her expression changed slightly.

She glanced at Xie Ling Jiang Qiao's smiling face, then at the plate of pastries, nodded with a smile, and took a bite.

"Okay, listen to Huan Huan."

Where Xie Lingjiang was not seen, Zhen Shuyuan glared at Ouyang Rong.

The latter looked like nothing had happened and twisted a piece of pastry made by Xiu Niang.

Surrounded by Ye Weilai, several girls also tasted pastries.

Ye Weilai was originally focused on Tan Lang, but when she heard the word "friend", she didn't have the same reaction as Zhen Shuyuan.

However, when she picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, put it in her mouth and chewed it for a few mouthfuls, she gradually became quiet.

Ye Weilai lowered his head and glanced at the pastry plate.

"Hey, why does this pastry taste familiar?"

Banxi suddenly spoke.

Several women looked sideways.

"What's familiar?" Xie Lingjiang asked curiously.

"I seem to have had something similar before. When I lived in Meiluyuan, Longcheng County, there seemed to be a new cook..."

He pointed his chin with a thin finger, thinking.

Zhen Shuyuan, who had a normal face, frowned slightly, picked up a pastry, put it in her mouth, tasted it again, and frowned even more.

"Don't all sweet-scented osmanthus cakes taste like this? Sister Banxi is overthinking it."

Ye Weilai suddenly interrupted.

Everyone saw her calmly shaking her head:

"Actually, it's similar to what I make. I also make this pastry. They all have the same taste. If Miss Xie likes to eat it, I can make some some other time..."

Ouyang Rong glanced at Ye Weila who was helping to rescue him.

The latter lowered his eyes slightly.

Xie Lingjiang didn't care and nodded gently:

"Thank you very much for your kindness, Verier."

Zhen Shuyuan's frown temporarily relaxed, she walked forward dignifiedly, her face was smiling, and she continued to entertain Xie Lingjiang.

Half an hour later, everyone walking around had almost eaten.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Xie Lingjiang said goodbye and left.

Ouyang Rong sent Xie Lingjiang to the door. Before leaving the garden, he turned to look at the obedient figure of the silver-haired girl who was helping Zhen Shuyuan leave.

A quarter of an hour later, Ouyang Rong returned to Yinbingzhai.

Take off your coat and hang it on the hanger.

He looked around.

Found Ye Weilai making the bed.

She did this every night, silently cleaning up Yinbingzhai and taking care of Ouyang Rong's daily life.

In the past, when Ouyang Rong came back, he would either rush directly into the study to do important things; he would take off his dirty clothes, take a shower first, and then continue to go to the desk to handle official business... Sometimes he would lock the door tightly to prevent her from approaching.

Tonight, Ouyang Rong was not like this.

He quietly walked into the back room and came to the bed.

Ye Weilai thought that Tan Lang was tired today and wanted to take a nap on the couch, so he moved aside and prepared to retreat.

Ouyang Rong pressed Ye Weila's round shoulders, shook his head gently, and motioned for her to continue.

Ye Weilai nodded blankly and continued to make the bed.

Ouyang Rong stopped for a moment, bent down to help, and gave her a hand.

Ye Weilai turned her head and looked at Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong didn't squint.

After staring for a while, Ye Weilai smiled lightly and continued to work with her head down.

She had no intention of asking for reward.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, turned around, and touched her white-haired head with some gentleness.

Ye Weila folded the quilt, turned around, and when he touched his head, she spread her arms and gently hugged his waist.

Ye Weilai and Ouyang Rong stood face to face, nestling in his arms.

The two of them had a tacit understanding of each other.

After a while, Ye Weilai kicked off her embroidered shoes, tilted her head, and casually pulled out the mandarin duck jade hairpin from her hair that Tan Lang never forgot to give her.

Without the hairpin in place, her long silver-white hair flowed down like a waterfall, falling off her shoulders and reaching her waist.

Ouyang Rong silently watched her strange movements.

Ye Weilai raised her palms to hold the top of her head with loose hair, and her palms rested on Ouyang Rong's neck, close to his Adam's apple.

Her blue eyes rolled upward slightly.

He gestured at his current height.

Ouyang Rong found that she was much taller than when she first came to Xunyang City.

Ye Weilai's smile turned into two crescent moons.

Ouyang Rong suddenly hugged her.

The sudden weightlessness frightened Ye Weila's two thin legs tightly around his waist, like a sloth.

Ouyang Rong weighed it, lowered his head and said in her ear:

"I have gained weight, not only five buckets of rice, but sixty pounds."

Ye Weilai was startled for a moment, her eyes suddenly sore.

…

Early the next morning.

Ouyang Rong first went to Prince Xunyang's Mansion.

After discussing with Li Xian and Li Dalang, they first proposed the list of reinforcements from the Second Battalion of White Tiger and Second Battalion of Xuanwu.

Later, they discussed the matter of the prince's death and the flaw in the palace's security.

However, the three of them were not prepared to submit a letter directly to Luoyang.

The first is that there may not be enough time, and the second is that it would be difficult to send a letter to Luoyang, as there may be unexpected airborne personnel, just in case.

Why not use the victim's bargaining method, and the crying child will get milk.

Go directly to the Overwatch Council and Si Tianjian to talk. They will not be held accountable for their near-dereliction of duty, but they will be given some rights of protection for the palace.

It would be best if they could use this to mobilize a group of more trusted elites from the Xuanwu Battalion to guard the palace and supplement the vacancies in security.

This is the best policy.

After a while, the three of them reached an agreement and started working on it.

Ouyang Rong immediately left the palace and quickly left the city.

Two hours later, he arrived at the Xunyang Grottoes at the top of the twin peaks.

At the foot of a majestic headless Buddha in the grotto, I found a beautiful figure dressed in lavender palace clothes.

"Ouyang Lianghan, you are saying that when reinforcements from the White Tiger Guard and Xuanwu Guard arrive, you will recruit some troops to guard the palace."

"That's right. In addition, the water thieves in Hukou County, Rong Nu Shi, should not be careless. They need to be investigated."

"good."

Rong Zhen nodded, but his expression was hesitant to speak.

"What happened to Rong Nu Shi?"

Rong Zhen thought for a while and said directly:
To be continued...