Chapter 820 Liu Xiaoli Coaxes Uncle Rong Into Submission

Every palace celebrates festivals, so naturally the Three Princes' Palace will also celebrate it.

Rong Leng only "returned to Beijing" on the 29th of the Lunar New Year, and Uncle Ming, the housekeeper, who thought that his master would not return to Beijing this year, had approved the annual leave for the maids and servants as early as a month ago. Therefore, half a month ago, the Three Princes' Mansion became quiet.

Except for some servants who signed death contracts in the Three Princes' Mansion, they had no homes to return to and still stayed in the mansion to guard the gates. There are really not many living people in the house who can jump.

Mingxiang and Xixiang both grew up in Beijing. After their parents passed away, they spent every Chinese New Year at the Three Princes' Mansion.

I originally thought that the two sisters would just make do with each other this year, but unexpectedly, on the eve of the New Year, the prince actually returned to Beijing.

Not only the prince, but also Mr. Liu and the young master are back, and it’s really lively now.

Even though the cook was off work, Mingxiang Xixiang still used her skills to prepare a large table of delicacies.

They don't care if there is forbidden music outside. This is the Three Princes' Mansion anyway. Could it be that during the Chinese New Year, there are still people who are so idle that they come to the door of the Three Princes' Mansion and stare at you. Are you smiling?

The two girls had let Rong Leng fatten up their courage a long time ago. They also heard that the emperor was seriously ill and the people were ordered not to make noise, but so what, the New Year was not a visit to the grave.

After Mingxiang brought out the sweet-scented osmanthus chicken, Xixiang also brought out her specialty ginseng and lily soup.

Several dishes came one after another, and soon the table was full.

Liu Xiaoli sat on her high stool, happily looking at the dishes on the table, her little face beaming with joy: "I want chicken, I want to eat chicken, sister Mingxiang, I want to eat chicken..."

Mingxiang had long missed the young master, so when she heard that he wanted to eat, she quickly stretched out her chopsticks to pick it up for him.

Xixiang also smiled and dragged Xiao Li's shoulders from behind, lest he jump up and down and fall off the stool again.

"Young Master, will you show any deterioration after trying this slave's craftsmanship?" Putting a large piece of chicken drumstick into Xiao Li's bowl, Ming Xiang looked at him expectantly.

Xiao Li quickly took a bite, her mouth was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, she opened her mouth and said: "Hao thorn..."

I mean it's delicious.

Seeing that his mouth was shiny after eating, Mingxiang happily wiped his mouth, patted his back and said: "Eat slowly, eat slowly, there is still a lot, little master, don't choke!"

There were not many people in the hall, but they were having fun and laughing, and they lived up to this once-a-year celebration.

Liu Wei sat next to Rong Leng and looked at the man next to her while sipping his wine and looking at his son. There was a smile in the corner of his eyes and a gentle look on his face. She couldn't help but feel calm. Just thinking about it, she still couldn't help but ask: " Are you really not going to go to that person’s place?”

Yesterday Rong Leng returned to Beijing in a big way, and today the mansion received an invitation letter. There was no signature in the letter, but it only said that Captain Rong was invited to come to the mansion to make a brief introduction.

The invitation letter had plain paper and strong handwriting. Looking at the slightly familiar seal style on the cover, Liu Wei figured out who the inviter was almost at the first glance.

The invitation letter Liu Wei was given to Rong Leng for review. Rong Leng took one look at it and threw it aside. Later, when Mingxiang was cleaning up the house, he threw it out.

Liu Wei understood Rong Leng's mood.

In fact, Liu Wei said that day that he would make his own decision. He did not mention his answer later, but from then on, he never mentioned that person again, which actually explained his answer.

He didn't intend to forgive that person, or in other words, he didn't want to recognize that person at all.

Since Liu Wei understood his intentions, she naturally couldn't force him, but just now, an hour ago, the same invitation letter was sent over.

The boy who delivered the letter was an upright boy. After the boy delivered the letter, he seemed to want to see Rong Leng, but was chased away by Mingxiang Xixiang.

Then, not surprisingly, the second invitation was swept away by Mingxiang, but this time Rong Leng didn't even open it and take a look.

Rong Leng's attitude was already very clear: he would not contact that person.

Liu Wei didn't want to ask anymore, but now that she saw Rong Leng was drinking and seemed to have something on her mind, she couldn't help but asked again.

Rong Leng doesn't drink often, even if it is such a light amount, he will drink less unless it is in some necessary scenes.

Normally, Rong Leng would hardly drink.

Today is a good day to celebrate the New Year, so it's okay to drink a few sips of wine, but Liu Wei just had an intuition that Rong Leng was unhappy, so he drank to numb himself.

He may not get drunk, nor will he allow himself to get drunk, but the moment the alcohol cuts across his throat, it will still give people a brief sense of pleasure.

Rong Leng, this is the feeling you want.

Liu Wei asked this question, but Rong Leng didn't say anything. He just glanced at the woman beside him, lowered his eyes, and drank the glass of wine again.

Liu Wei frowned, not knowing what to do to make him happy.

Today is also the Chinese New Year after all, and Liu Wei doesn't want him to be happy even today.

"Xiao Li." Liu Wei turned her head and looked at her son who puffed up his cheeks like a little hamster and said, "Aren't you going to give your Uncle Rong a New Year's greeting?"

Xiao Li seemed to have come to his senses. He quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks, chewed the chicken leg meat in his mouth and swallowed it. He asked Ming Xiang Xixiang to wipe the oil off his little hands, and then he walked up to Rong Leng. , put on a smile, bowed respectfully to Rong Leng, and said: "Xiao Li wishes Uncle Rong a happy New Year, good luck, good luck in everything, and the spirit of dragon and horse in the new year!"

The little guy knew only a few words in his New Year's greetings. When he finished speaking, he felt a big warm hand on his forehead.

He rubbed Uncle Rong's big hand, looked at Uncle Rong with a smile, then simply twisted his body, climbed directly onto Uncle Rong, stuffed himself into Uncle Rong's warm arms, turned his head excitedly, and said to Rong Leng: "Uncle Rong, I didn't like you before, but now, I like you the most. What about you, Uncle Rong? Uncle Rong, do you like me?"

Looking at the red little face of his son in his arms, Rong Leng smiled gently: "I like it."

Xiao Li was very happy. He stretched out his short paws to hug Uncle Rong, and put his soft little hands on Rong Ling's thick big hands. One big one and one small one. From certain angles, the two faces were actually very similar.

Liu Wei watched from the side and saw her son acting coquettishly. Rong Leng's expression improved a lot. She secretly winked at her son and gave him a thumbs up.

Liu Xiaoli, who had already understood her mother's secret code and coaxed Uncle Rong into submission, proudly raised her chin and accepted her mother's praise.

Children have spirituality. Although Xiao Li was heartless, he had already noticed that Uncle Rong was in a bad mood. He just didn't know what he could do, so he did nothing until he received a hint from his mother. He ran over happily to make Uncle Rong happy.

The little guy is very good at making adults happy. In the past, every time Uncle Fu was unhappy, he always relied on him to contribute to it, so he was very familiar with this kind of thing.