In front of the windowsill, a tall figure stands, looking through the window at a begonia tree in front of the window.

On the steep branches, the first flower bones are struggling to stand out in this still cold season.

The breeze blew, and a few strands of black hair swept through the young man's sideburns, scattered, and fluttered.

There is no expression on the three-dimensional facial features such as the handsome face, which seems to be completely different from the gentle and elegant face exposed in front of people.

Yi Jue came in and saw the situation at this time, it seems that after the emperor decreed the marriage of Xu Jingxuan and Meng Guanshuang, the master always paid attention to the begonia tree in front of the window in a daze, and he was stunned for several hours, without expression or movement, just like a statue.

This made her not understand, very incomprehensible.

She has been following her master for some years, and she has never seen him have such an expression and performance.

She thought that the master might have a different opinion of Meng Guanshuang, because since she saved Meng Guanshuang, who was like a little beggar who was hit by a carriage for the first time, there seemed to be a vague intersection between the master and that person.

However, the warmth and alienation shown by the master are unpredictable, what does he think of Meng Guanshuang.

It seemed to be done inadvertently, but she could always detect a trace of concern and warmth, and when she wanted to explore deeply, she found that he seemed to be unintentional at all.

She didn't know if she was sensitive, or what, she only knew that she would have a kind of hostility towards Meng Guanshuang when she appeared.

This is a woman's instinctive sense of crisis, even if there are only a few clues. can attract the attention of the heart.

But the master accepted the holy decree of marrying Meng Guanyue, without any dissatisfaction, no hesitation, but no sincere joy.

The days go on as usual, and she will occasionally meet Meng Guanshuang without intention, still like that, without a trace, not cold, and without too much attention, but she can still keenly feel the crisis brought to her by Meng Guanshuang's existence.

She didn't want to covet her master. Never wanted to be his woman. Because from the moment the brothers and sisters were rescued by the master, she was only loyal to the master, and even if she did have the thoughts of her daughter's family, she would follow her brother's warning. He will not reveal his heart to his master.

She's just worried. I am worried that the master will forget his responsibilities and original intentions because of the love of his children. I don't want the master to fall into undue danger.

When she learned that the emperor had given her marriage to Xu Jingxuan and Meng Guanshuang, she was actually ecstatic in her heart, because she thought. The master will definitely accept the thoughts that he shouldn't have this time.

However, as the days passed, her worries became even heavier.

Because, the master is in a daze more and more, more and more taciturn, even in front of outsiders, he still maintains a gentle and elegant appearance, humble and gentlemanly, but only she who is close to her can see that his eyes have no previous look.

Master! What kind of existence is Meng Guanshuang to you? What kind of heart do you have for her? If you really like it, why if you leave and don't act?

I don't know if Yi Jue's unconscious whispering and low sigh disturbed him, or if he was about to come back to his senses, Xu Jingjie slowly turned around, looked at the thoughtful Yi Jue, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”

Yi Jue was taken aback, immediately retracted his stupid gaze, looked respectful, and presented a post with both hands: "This is a post sent by His Royal Highness the Ninth Emperor Prince, please take a look!" ”

Xu Jingjie hesitated slightly, slowly paced to the bookcase and sat down, Yi Jue immediately took a few steps forward and handed the post into his hands.

The slender fingers opened the invitation, looking at Xu Jingxuan's familiar handwriting, Xu Jingxuan's face did not have much expression, only saw the name of another person in the last place where Xu Jingxuan signed, his eyes shrank slightly, and then returned to normal, closed the post again, turned his head to look at the flowers and bones on the begonia tree outside the window, and said to himself: "Spring banquet!" Is it already spring? ”

It is indeed spring, on the clean ground of the garden, in the cracks of the stones, on the ground, there are already young shoots poking their heads out, although they are not yet suitable for the cold wind of February, but they still bravely took the first step.

The bare branches also bear spores, and it seems that if another easterly wind blows, they will be able to coat the branches with a new layer of green.

There are also begonia flowers that are not willing to be lonely, and they will also decorate the colors of spring.

Yi Jue didn't know whether he should respond or not, so he just followed his gaze and looked out the window: it was spring again, and I only felt that in the warm and cold of spring, the capital was becoming more and more lively.

Retracted his gaze and put the post on the bookcase, Xu Jingyu didn't take a second look, and only ordered: "Go and find out, who else has he invited!" ”

"Yes!" Yi Jue responded and immediately retreated.

Xu Jingjue's slender fingers unconsciously knocked on the table a few times, thought for a moment, and then shouted in a moderate voice: "Yihua! ”

"The subordinates are here!" A figure flashed at the door, and Ehua appeared in the study.

"You go to the Seven Princes' Mansion!" Xu Jingyu commanded, spread out the rice paper, and picked up the pen to write.

Yihua was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "The Seventh Prince and His Royal Highness have never interacted with each other, he ......"

"He doesn't want to deal with me, because he doesn't want to get caught up in the battle for the heir, but I can't let him be caught by the third prince, I always have to let him know that I, the sixth emperor brother, are still thinking about him!" Xu Jingjie said flatly, not unhappy because of his subordinates' questions.

Yihua didn't understand even more, the Seven Princes were not only not enthusiastic with the master, but also even more incompatible with the Three Princes, among the many princes, he was only friendly with the Nine Emperors, and the master should be worried about the Nine Emperors instead of the Three Princes!

"What, still have questions?" Xu Jingyu raised his eyebrows, dried the paper, and waited for the ink to dry before sealing it in the envelope, and asked lightly.

"The subordinates don't dare!" Yihua clenched his fists and said, not daring to express any doubts, took the envelope, and left in an instant.

At this time, Xu Jingjie got up again, glanced out the window again, and walked out of the study.

Outside the study, a delicate-looking maid saw him come out, and immediately greeted him with a coquettish smile and asked, "Your Highness is going out?" ”

"Hmm!" Xu Jingyu nodded and ordered, "No need to ask someone to follow!" ”

"But......" The pretty maid's face was stunned, and she was still about to speak, but Xu Jingjie had already left quickly, leaving her helplessly stomping on the spot, watching the master's back go away, sighing helplessly, pouting and going back to her room. (To be continued......)