Cheng Huan still remembers the shocked feeling he felt when he first opened Ouyang Gurong's study, just from this study, you can know how much effort Ouyang Gurong has put in.

There are all kinds of books neatly and orderly in the bookshelves, ranging from military books, medical skills to gossip of the five elements, and almost everything can be used to include this study.

Every time Cheng Huan stepped into the study, he would be surprised to find that many of the books were ancient books that had been lost.

However, at this time, no matter how much Cheng Huan concentrated, the black and white words in front of her were still blurred and could not flow into her mind.

Two hours have passed, and Ouyang Gurong still hasn't heard from him, and even his personal attendant hasn't come back to the mansion to report.

"Madam, the palace has sent someone back and forth." Cheng Huan was concentrating, and the voice of the old butler sounded outside the study.

Cheng Huan hurriedly put down an ancient book in his hand that he didn't know why, and opened the wooden door of the study in a turn.

"See the princess." As soon as the waiter saw Cheng Huan, who was dressed in white, open the wooden door, he respectfully made a big salute.

Cheng Huan waved his hand slightly to signal the waiter to be exempted, but a trace of hesitation flashed under his silent eyes.

Although Cheng Huan did not go to the palace for a long time, the people in the palace were carefully selected by Cheng Huan, in order to be able to better manage Zhao Xue's daily life.

However, Cheng Huan had never seen this inner servant in front of him.

"The prince sent a little to report to the princess, today's dinner will be used in the palace, and I will stay in the Spring Festival Palace of Concubine Zhaoxue in the evening." The chamberlain replied respectfully.

Cheng Huan's pair of ink-splashed pupils suddenly rolled up turbulent waves, but he didn't expect Ouyang Gurong to disappear, and he went to the palace.

However, the anger in his heart turned into anger, but Cheng Huan still secretly suppressed the light in his heart, and asked calmly: "Where did Gonggong Zhang go?" Why is it that you have come to report the affairs of the palace today? ”

"Master, he is ill today, so he sent me to report it." The little eunuch was also very clever and replied respectfully.

As soon as Cheng Huan heard this, he knew that he couldn't ask anything from the mouth of this little eunuch, so he had to wave his hand and signal him to step back.

It wasn't until everyone had left that the quiet and calm smile on Cheng Huan's face collapsed.

No wonder she has been worried in her heart since Ouyang Gurong left in the morning, it turned out that it was because of this incident.

Is Ouyang Gurong, who once promised her a couple for the rest of her life, dead? Is it just Ouyang Gurong who bears the title of prince and is fascinated by the world of drunken gold?

Cheng Huan didn't dare to delve further, but she was afraid that if she thought about it, she would eventually lose all sustenance and reliance in her heart.

"Mother, Daddy is not that kind of person." At this time, Tianjun, who heard a qiē behind the desk, ran up and grabbed Cheng Huan's hand and comforted him.

Ouyang Gurong was able to mourn his deceased wife in the past ten years.

This firmness alone is enough to imagine that he is not a man who is prone to change.

Such a simple truth, but Cheng Huan in such a puzzle in the depths of the puzzle can't figure it out, this is probably the so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders.

"I hope he's not like that, too." Sitting on the chair beside him, Cheng Huan's face suddenly turned pale as paper.

If it were the past, in the cottage or in the villa, Cheng Huan would rather believe that Ouyang Gurong was not that kind of person.

It's just that in this imperial city shrouded in psychedelia, Cheng Huan can't even see through himself, let alone a man who wants to see through a man who is thinking deeply every day.

The man who can decisively deal with the government and politics in the government and the opposition is the real Ouyang Gurong.

The man who accompanies Cheng Huan is as warm as water and considerate of Cheng Huan in every detail, it is probably a mirror.

"The man in this imperial city, which one is not three wives and four concubines, even if the prince with a low position has three or five side rooms, how can the prince be different." After a moment, Cheng Huanfu muttered to himself again.

Even if she would rather believe Ouyang Gurong, she was afraid that the imperial concubines in this imperial city would not be able to tolerate him doing this.

Anyway, he has already experienced so much involuntarily, and Ouyang Gurong will never mind giving in a little more.

What's more, such a thing as a concubine, as a man, he won't feel involuntarily.

"Mother, why are you discouraged like this, Daddy will definitely not be sorry for you, you go to the palace to see what is going on and then make a conclusion." Tianjun listened to Cheng Huan's muttering, but in his heart he still believed that Ouyang Gurong was not that kind of person.

Although he is only ten years old, Ouyang Gurong's dedication to Chenghuan in the past ten years is obvious to all as a child.

Just because of his steadfastness in those ten years, Tianjun has reason to believe that his father is not that kind of person.

was agitated by Tianjun like that, but the balance in Cheng Huan's heart was still swaying from side to side.

Whether to go or not to go this time was not a pleasant thing for both of them.

If Cheng Huan went, what he saw was not what Ouyang Gurong and Zhao Xue had, and Cheng Huan himself would inevitably be accused of being secretly jealous.

If there is really anything between Ouyang Gurong and Zhaoxue, Cheng Huan will not be able to bear that kind of pain in his heart, and he will inevitably end up with a torn face.

However, if Cheng Huan doesn't go, he will also be depressed in his heart here, and it will be impossible to let go of today's things, which will eventually be a knot between the two in the future.

"Mother, take a sneak look, it's okay, I believe that my father is not that kind of person." Seeing the hesitation in Cheng Huan's eyes, Tian Jun was still agitating Cheng Huan on the side.

"When did my Tianjun take on the role of a think tank?" After half a ring, Cheng Huan finally smiled, and said helplessly with three points of teasing and seven points.

Cheng Huan, who has always been resolute and resolute, is still at a loss in the face of feelings, like a girl.

Now faced with such a dilemma, he has lost most of his courage, and would rather hide himself like an ostrich than face this qiē in person.

Now with Tianjun's encouragement, Cheng Huan's heart has gradually become clearer.

It is indeed not a good strategy to keep all the problems in your heart like this, and the estrangement between her and Ouyang Gurong will only deepen over time.

At that time, I'm afraid that there will really be only pale and weak daily conversations left between the two.

Cheng Huan himself didn't want to see that happen.

"Let's go, let's go to the palace together to see what is going on." Cheng Huan stood up with confidence, pulled up Tianjun on one side and turned around and walked out of the study.

Whether it's good or bad, it's better to see it with your own eyes than to hear it by ear.

Holding the increasingly tall Tianjun and easily flying over the high walls of the palace, Cheng Huan's pair of ink-splashed pupils gradually regained the incomparably shining brilliance before.

It's a very stupid thing to hide yourself all day long.

The most painful to take it is nothing more than Ouyang Gurong really seeing something different.

If he really saw that the other party was that kind of person, Cheng Huan knew that he had no need to stay.

Wouldn't it be a good result to leave this golden cage as soon as possible?

Thinking like this, Cheng Huan's heart suddenly brightened, and he was already prepared for the worst ending, so he no longer had any scruples.

"Tianjun, are you waiting for your mother here?" It wasn't until the two white figures stood on the high wall of the Spring Festival Palace that Cheng Huan said with a slight pink lips.

After all, Tianjun is only ten years old, no matter what the ending, Cheng Huan is only willing to bear it himself.

"Mother, I'll go in with you." Tianjun said that he didn't want to let go.

"Tianjun, this is a matter between father and mother, and I don't want you to be affected in any way." Chenghuan did not follow.

Listening to Cheng Huan's resolute tone, Tianjun didn't let go of the hands that tightly wrapped Cheng Huan's neck no matter what.

According to Cheng Huan's temperament, if the scene she saw was unbearable in her heart, she would definitely turn around and leave immediately.

At that time, even if Ouyang Gurong comes over, he may not be able to catch up with today's Chenghuan.

Therefore, just in case, Tianjun was unwilling to leave Chenghuan for half a step no matter what.

"Okay, then you have to promise your mother and keep quiet." Feeling the tightening force of Tianjun around his neck, Cheng Huan had to say helplessly.

In this world, I think there are only two men, one big and one young, who can call her so helpless.

With a slight movement of his mind, Cheng Huan jumped off the high wall with Tian Junshun in his arms and flew towards the window on one side of the main hall.

The medicinal effect of the ginseng soup had gradually taken effect, and Ouyang Gurong only felt a nameless heat surging out of his heart, telling him to just soak his whole person in the cold ice of the winter moon.

"Brother Rong, I'm so thirsty, pour me tea." Zhao Xue, who was leaning on the bed on one side, didn't seem to be comfortable, and her pale cheeks were dyed a delicate crimson at some point.

Ouyang Gurong had to try his best to suppress the restlessness in his heart, stabilize his body, lift a cup of hot tea and hand it to Zhao Xue.

However, as soon as his big hand like mutton fat and white jade touched Zhao Xue's weak little hand, the restlessness in his heart became more and more intense.

And Zhao Xue, who was half-leaning on the bed and only wearing a white single robe, also transformed into Cheng Huan's appearance in an instant.

It's still so quiet and beautiful, so that people can't forget it at a glance.

However, in that otherworldly beauty, there is a little bit of charm and delicateness, which makes Ouyang Gurong unwilling to take half of his eyes off.

It was this kind of beauty that only existed in the sky that made Ouyang Gurong move his mind frequently, so he could no longer turn his gaze to the mortal woman.