"Yue'er didn't mean this," Tang Yue hugged Mama Suixin's arm, rubbed her little head on it, and said coquettishly, "Mama, can Yue'er hang a lot of lanterns in the yard?" ”

"The ones that Miss brought back?" She frowned, "Miss doesn't think the yard is bright enough, so Mama will find some people to install more lanterns and replace them with brighter candles." ”

Tang Yue blinked, her voice was soft, "Mama, Yue'er said that hanging a lot of lanterns in the yard would be very good-looking, and when it comes to night, Yue'er is the best place to look, and my father will definitely like it." ”

casually looked at Tang Yue's serious little face, and couldn't help but nodded, "It's okay to put some lanterns, just be happy." ”

Tang Yue almost jumped up with joy, "Mama, you're the best." ”

She ran to the side and took out the lantern she bought on the street to give to Mama, smiled sweetly, her eyes seemed to be full of stars, "Mama, this is what Yue'er bought for you." ”

"Oh? For me? She was slightly stunned, stretched out her hands to take the rough paper-paste lantern, and couldn't help laughing, she touched Tang Yue's forehead with relief, "Miss is still thinking about the old slave."

"Of course, Yue'er likes Mama!" Tang Yue narrowed her eyes, revealing her pointed little tiger teeth, and smiled very happily.

He shook his head helplessly, and he didn't know whether he was relieved or regretful in his eyes, "Miss is still a child."

Tang Yue didn't quite understand what she meant, but what did it matter, she was indeed a child, wasn't she.

Tang Yue buried her head in the soft brocade quilt-

"Lord Wang, the young lady has fallen asleep."

He gently closed the door to his room. A kind and kind smile appeared on Tang Yue's face when he mentioned it.

Ye Wuzhi had just returned from the palace, and his side face was handsome, but it was full of chill. He was still wearing an ink-colored court robe, and a faint luster flowed under the light, which even made the air around him cold.

He glanced at the closed door and said, "Sorry aunt." ”

He smiled and shook his head, "The old slave followed the mother when he was a child, and now that the mother is gone, it is the blessing of the old slave to be able to serve the little master." ”

"How's Yue'er?" Ye Wuzhi lowered his head and frowned. Put your hands behind your back.

casually understood what Ye Wuzhi was referring to. She shook her head and said with a smile, "Miss is like her mother, and she has a wide heart. The prince can rest assured. If the prince is not at ease. You can go in and have a look. ”

"No need," he said. Ye Wuzhi had no sound.

He took one last look at Tang Yue's room, and there was not the slightest joy or anger on his face, so that he couldn't understand his thoughts.

But after all these years. The prince has really not changed, and even the queen often had a headache for Her Royal Highness.

I sighed leisurely in my heart.

"The prince is relieved," although Ye Wuzhi didn't say much, Aunt Suixin couldn't help but explain, His Royal Highness's mind has always been deep, and he doesn't want to say more if he has something to say, if he is really worried that the young lady will not say it.

"The old slave will do his best to take care of Miss, and he will not let Miss make any mistakes, so the prince can rest assured."

Ye Wuzhi nodded slightly, as if he had listened to Aunt Suixin's words.

"Thank you aunt."

He glanced at Aunt Suixin, his gaze suddenly stopped in one place, Aunt Suixin followed her gaze, and smiled slightly, "Let Your Highness smile, this lantern was given to the old slave by the young lady, and the old slave really likes it." ”

Ye Wuzhi asked, "Yue'er likes this?" ”

"Yes," Aunt Suixin looked helpless, "Miss also said that the whole yard should be put with lanterns, the old slave thought, these gadgets are still better made by the craftsmen in the house, why don't you tell them to prepare some lanterns, especially for Miss to enjoy, so as not to bump into it and make Miss sad, Lord Wang, do you think it's good?" ”

This kind of thing, in fact, there is no need to ask Ye Wuzhi, but Aunt Suixin wants to let their father and daughter have more contact, Miss looks lively, but in fact there are still some shadows of His Royal Highness, many times it is not like a child, I think it is the encounter of the hour that makes Miss sensible, I look at it casually, I can't help but feel a little distressed, she thinks that if the prince can accompany Miss more, I think it will be of some use.

It's just that after Aunt Suixin finished speaking, she didn't see His Highness answer, just when she thought that His Highness didn't like the little master to be in fun, Ye Wuzhi suddenly spoke,

He said lightly, "The craftsmen in the palace are better than those in the palace, and I will go to the palace tomorrow to bring some back." ”

Only then did he realize that the prince was thinking about the craftsman just now, but after all, he was a person in the palace, how could the prince come out and ask His Majesty for it.

He frowned, a trace of worry crossed his face.

Ye Wuzhi turned around and prepared to leave, "Auntie doesn't have to worry, it's just a trivial matter." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." casually looked at Ye Wuzhi's figure as he walked farther and farther away, the ink-colored robe seemed to blend in with the night, but it was a little colder than this winter snow, she suddenly smiled lightly, and Emei soothed.

Finally, there is someone who can make His Highness take it to heart.

That's it, that's it

Tang Yue buried her head deep in the brocade quilt until the conversation outside the door finally stopped. She showed her head and waved her little hand in the darkness.

She blinked, her large, attentive eyes staring straight at the top of the bed.

Her eyes could still be seen in the darkness.

"Uncle, are you still there?"

She asked in a low voice, afraid of waking up Lu Zhao outside.

Childish voices echoed through the silent room.

The voice passed for a moment, and no one answered.

Tang Yue frowned, a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes, "Are you leaving, uncle?" ”

The voice fell silent again.

"Uncle, can't you come out?"

Tang Yue suddenly realized, she vaguely knew that there was a kind of person called the secret guard, they couldn't appear in front of people, maybe this uncle was that kind of person?

Tang Yue remembered the silver eagle-faced mask she had seen before, and the shock in her heart had not subsided for a long time.

This is the person her father arranged for her? Seems to be very powerful (to be continued......