"At best, it's just that you get tired of the smell of the flowers in your back garden, and you want to change the taste once in a while. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhat do you say, Your Majesty? ”

The master looked at him and sneered, his eyes were strange, and he had an inexplicable feeling when he saw it.

Song Yi finally couldn't help but be a little angry, and the tone of his voice was also a little heavier invisibly, he also looked at her with a serious expression: "Master, what do you say is wrong with you?" It's just normal communication between our husband and wife, why are you always sneering and deliberately belittling yourself? What is the taste of change and not taste, what is my taste for so long, don't you know? ”

The master just interrupted him with sharp eyes: "Hehe, Your Majesty, what you said is so right, I really don't know you, maybe I think I know, but who would have thought that your taste is really ever-changing and different!" ”

"What the hell do you mean, Master? What exactly do you want to say, just say it straightforwardly, okay? It's always beating around the bush, don't you feel tired? What is ever-changing、、、"

Song Yi was still puzzled, but he was still angry when he listened, so he couldn't help but ask her a few more words, he was talking from his heart, she had always played dumb riddles with him for so long, he did feel tired and helpless, and he felt really overwhelmed.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by her seemingly frivolous, but in fact indifferent and resolute: "No need Emperor, as you said, I'm also tired." I'm so tired and want to take a break, please take care of yourself. ”

Then, seeing that she was taking care of herself, and did not even look at him, she went inside, leaving him awkwardly where he was.

Obviously, this was the meaning of the eviction order, and he wanted to step over and stop her, asking her to tell her what she meant, why did they suddenly reach such a point where they couldn't say anything properly?

But he paused, but he still endured it, and did nothing, because he felt it, her tense face, cold and terrible, as if he was not careful, he would touch her outburst.

Song Yi stood there fixedly, watching her enter the room without looking back, and slammed the door shut, only to sigh heavily. Whether he wants to admit it or not, he has to admit that there is indeed a deep estrangement between them, inexplicable, inexplicable, but there is a real estrangement there.

"Your Majesty, you 、、、"

As the door was gently pushed open, it was Qingxi who was holding a baby in her arms who came in, and she saw Song Yi standing there in a daze, and she was naturally a little confused.

"Oh no, it's not 、、、"

Song Yi smiled awkwardly: "The master wants to take a break, you can take the baby over to her later, I'll go back first." ”

remembered that he happened to meet her when he came in before, so he casually instructed her to bring the little prince in for a while, and also thought that the family of three would get together so that their feelings could be repaired. Who knows

Song Yi smiled helplessly, and was just about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly heard the little prince's delicate cry, so he immediately stopped, took the baby over, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Looking at his white and tender little face, which seemed to be a little bigger, I suddenly didn't know what it was like in my heart. Thinking about the development of this plot is really too bizarre, so dignified, the couple who have been fantasized thousands of times teasing the warm scene of the baby baby in swaddling clothes, from the moment the baby is born, all of them are gone, and all of them are changed. And what is changed, not seen, will not even give you a complete reason, there will be no one.

Song Yi was full of thoughts for a while, just holding the little baby like that, gently shaking him and looking at him, until he fell asleep sweetly in his arms again.

"Your Majesty, the little prince is already asleep, I'll go and put him down."

It wasn't until Qingxi's words reminded him again that he came back to his senses and handed over the baby with some reluctance.

Then he went back, and quietly went back to his bedchamber. Even if you don't go back, what can you do? It seems that no one will wait for his arrival, and naturally they will not care about his existence or departure.

While walking, he couldn't help but have many doubts in his heart, so he turned his head to look at the eunuch beside him: "Liang Shicheng, you said, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, after I left drunk, did anything happen?" Why was Shishi found fainting deep in the flowers in the back garden? Did someone say something or do something to her? Sow discord? Or, something else that is detrimental to her relationship with me? ”

"Your Majesty, how many times have you asked these questions! The minion has told you many times! Why did you forget, I asked the maids and eunuchs in the palace of the little master at that time! Didn't they say that at that time, the master drank a few glasses of wine and separated from them, and then probably the wine was gone, so he was confused and a little lost, so he fainted. No one did anything to her! Think about it, she is the emperor's favorite little master, if anyone dares to harm her, it won't be eating the bear's heart and leopard's gall! Do you say it's the emperor? ”

That Liang Shicheng began to talk again, but Song Yi just felt inexplicably upset, so he interrupted him a little anxiously: "Okay, okay, I didn't ask, there is a lot of nonsense." ”

"Huh? Your Majesty, isn't it a minion, I said something wrong to make you angry! The emperor is angry, angry! ”

When Liang Shicheng heard this, he was suddenly startled again.

Song Yi had no choice but to pretend to be angry and shouted at him: "Okay, okay, if you don't finish it, I have to tell you to get out!" ”

That Liang Shicheng could be regarded as hanging his head and stopped, but his appearance seemed to be like a deflated ball, looking dejected.

Song Yi was even more upset, so he had to casually find an excuse to send him out, not wanting him to stand beside him, which was a bit of a relief like having a private space.

But when I thought of the indescribable estrangement between my master and my teacher for so long, I was anxious and irritable, and there was really a pain of suffering, and then I couldn't help but drink a few glasses of wine, and when it was late at night, I simply changed my night clothes, sneaked out of the palace, and rode a horse to prepare to run to the suburbs for a walk, so that the sorrow in my heart could be resolved. (To be continued.) )