Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, when Wen Yingsu, who was on the night shift, walked into the prince's residence, she habitually looked at the Luohan bed near the window, which was where the prince sat and played chess after dinner every day, but today she did not see the prince sitting there, so she went to his study and did not see him inside.

She has been arranged to be in the same class as Yaoxue since she was transferred to be the prince's personal palace maid, but Yaoxue has something to do today and will not be able to come back until the early morning of tomorrow, so she is the only one on duty at the moment.

The setting sun shone in through the open windows, illuminating the house in orange and red.

This orange-red, warm, hazy and romantic, makes people feel like they are in a dream.

Wen Yingsu stood in the center of the quiet study, looking at the books reflected by the sunset, and suddenly felt that the years were quiet.

If she can read quietly for a period of time every day, and if she can have a lot of books to read for herself, then she will feel extremely happy even if she eats porridge with pickles every meal.

The prince has such conditions, and he has at least tens of thousands of books here.

Wen Yingsu suddenly remembered that the prince had said that he often read books, and when he saw that he forgot to eat and sleep, a smile unconsciously overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He usually comes back from the court to either play chess or read books, and now he can't see his figure in these two places, where did he go?

The window was still open, and the tea on the table was still steaming, so it was obvious that he had not gone out.

Could it be a break?

But he had never rested so early.

However, Wen Yingsu still went to his bedroom.

He wasn't in there.

Wen Yingsu hurriedly walked out.

The sound of swallows came from under the eaves.

Wen Yingsu subconsciously walked there.

As soon as she reached the eaves of the porch, Wen Yingsu involuntarily slowed down - the prince was standing less than a foot away from the swallow's nest with his hands in his hands, looking up at the nest of swallows.

The setting sun shone on his body, and his figure was as tall and straight as a pine and cypress.

He looked at the nest of swallows silently, his eyes gentle and calm, as if he were looking at his relatives and children, and as if he were talking to them, in a way that only he and them understood.

Wen Yingsu stood in place, not knowing whether to step forward or leave.

"They might leave tonight." Suddenly, Zhao Yuliang said quietly.

"Are you flying south?" Wen Ying asked, and the reluctance in her heart suddenly surged like a tide.

"Well, but they should be back next spring." Zhao Yuliang turned his head to look at her and said.

Wen Yingsu took a few steps forward, stood side by side with him, and looked up at them.

"I've heard that they usually migrate in the dead of night." Zhao Yuliang said again.

Wen Yingsu made a plan in her heart - she would keep an eye on them tonight so that she could watch them leave.

Zhao Yuliang looked at Wen Yingsu, who was standing beside him, and said softly, "I will sleep later tonight." ”

Wen Yingsu wanted to say, 'Okay, I'll send them away with you tonight', but she didn't have the courage to say that in the end. She looked at him with a smile and said softly, "Then Your Highness might as well go and rest for a while now." The slave will call you up again. ”

Zhao Yuliang looked at her quietly for a moment and said, "Okay, don't call too late, you can call as soon as the time comes." ”

"Okay, the slave maid will serve you in the bath." Wen Ying said hurriedly.

At the same time, Wen Yingsu felt that her face was a little feverish.

Yaoxue was not there, so she became alone to serve him to bathe. She was a little embarrassed.

In the past, whenever the prince was bathing, Wen Yingsu would just stand on the side of the bathroom and hand over towels and clothes, and the rest was done by Yaoxue. This time, she had to dry him and dress him.

The thought of these Wen Ying's heart beats fast.

But there's no reason why she shouldn't do it now.

Zhao Yuliang seemed to see her thoughts, and said, "I'll wash it myself." ”

With that, he went in the direction of the bathroom.

How can a slave or maid not serve the prince to bathe during duty hours? Wen Yingsu hurriedly followed.

Zhao Yuliang saw her follow, so he let her serve.

Wen Yingsu first poured two buckets of hot water and one bucket of cold water into the bathtub, then tested the water temperature, and then put in roses, lavender, chamomile, jasmine, osmanthus, yueji, perilla, ginger and a small amount of salt after feeling the right one.

Suddenly, the tub was filled with flower petals, and the air was filled with a pleasant aroma.

When Zhao Yuliang bathed in the past, Yaoxue only put a handful of roses and lavender into the bathtub at most, so Zhao Yuliang couldn't help but smile when he saw Yingsu put something in the bathtub like this, and said, "You will take advantage of the opportunity to display your talents." ”

Wen Yingsu smiled and said in a very considerate voice: "The slave maid heard His Highness's snort a little heavy when he heard His Highness speak, and I was worried that His Highness was a sign that he was about to catch a cold, so I added some perilla, ginger and salt to the water. Lavender can relieve stress, and roses can promote qi and invigorate blood...... His Highness has been working hard all day, and it is just right to relax through such a bath. ”

Zhao Yuliang listened quietly, and suddenly had a very strange feeling in his heart.

There are many people who serve him around him, but there are very few people who will really care about him from these details, her words made him feel that he was valued and cared for, and a warmth gradually grew from his heart, making his eyes become gentle.

He walked up to her, looked at Wen Yingsu, who was intently waiting for the fragrance of flowers to seep into the water, and said, "You care about people." ”

Wen Yingsu didn't dare to look at him, only looked at the petals floating on the water and said, "Everyone wants someone to care." Didn't His Highness also visit the slave when she was injured? ”

Zhao Yuliang smiled and said, "However, your injury was caused by me. ”

"That's also because the slave made His Highness angry."

Zhao Yuliang sighed and said, "Actually, you are not without a choice. ”

"Yes, the slave knows."

"Of course, you made a choice in the end, and you chose to rise to the occasion."

"Yes."

"It's the first time I've experienced this kind of feeling like this that I can't do anything about a person."

"That's His Highness lifting the slave."

Zhao Yuliang approached Wen Yingsu a few more minutes, and his eyes were pressed to her.

Wen Yingsu suddenly felt that a danger was coming towards her, and hurriedly raised her feet and ran out.

But without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed her arm.

Wen Yingsu struggled in a hurry, but his hand remained as motionless as an iron pincer.

The weak also have feelings and dignity.

In desperation, Wen Yingsu cried quietly.

Zhao Yuliang was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"The water is getting cold, Your Highness, please take a bath."

"Hmm."

Zhao Yuliang easily drove her away, and she immediately ran away.

Is this not going to serve him in a wide robe and bathe?

Zhao Yuliang was a little disappointed.

But he also knew that she ran away because of him, so he didn't say anything, and took off his clothes and lay down in the bathtub. (To be continued.) )