Rong Zhi sighed, "The saint lingers on the sick bed, and has summoned the left servant of Shangshu Chen Sheng, the Shangshu of the military department Huang Ben, and the Huangmen squire Li Bi to enter the Renshou Palace to serve the sick, the prince is regent, this Beijing and outside the capital, it seems that there is no turmoil, but in fact it is all the Ming Party." ”

Speaking of this, Rong Zhi looked at the deep green light outside the window, and when he looked back, his eyes were already solemn.

"General, now that the Holy Communion is deflated, the traitorous ministers have taken advantage of the weakness to enter and instigate false words, and the palace is short and long, all of them are words...... The prince wants to be Yang Guang, and to this day, there is no way to turn around, but to accept. ”

Shen Qiyuan was silent for a long time, and snorted coldly, "This world is not the king's land, how the prince of Zongnai is rampant, to the emperor is just a courtier, he wants to be that Yang Guang, then it depends on whether others are willing or not." ”

"What does the general mean by other princes?"

Seeing that he was silent, Rong Zhi's face changed greatly, "General, at this time, rumors are spreading in Beijing, which means that you want to rebel, and at this time you are turning against others, and there is only a dead end waiting for you." ”

Shen Qiyuan didn't shake things off so clearly than him, and wiped the towel on his face indiscriminately, only to feel refreshed, and he was much clearer when he looked around.

He threw the scarf, and when he was in a hurry, he heard him say quite lightly: "You can do what I say in this matter, and it will not be wrong." ”

Rong Zhi was actually very puzzled why the general was so unprepared.

Is it because of the battle on the battlefield, the light and shadow of the sword he saw, so that he looked down on life and death?

Or is it because you are confident and invincible?

If it's the latter, there's no need to say anything, if it's the former, then it's fighting for your life, or it's a woman, it's really not worth it.

Rong Zhi thought a lot, and finally bowed down and bowed to the promise.

Shen Qiyuan leaned against the window, looked at Rong Zhi far away, his eyes were far away, and then he shook his hand and went to the study, picked out a few books from the shelf, but turned a few pages, because he thought of Shen Anyan, he only felt bored, so he only put the book back and called Shang Mobei to Hanqing Courtyard.

At that time, in Hanqing Hospital, Shen Anyan was carefully rubbed with medicine.

Mama Wang said: "This is the plaster that Chen Langzhong is dispensing, he is usually the best at treating these bruises, and the three girls usually pay attention to it, don't touch the water or bump, and the swelling will go down tomorrow." ”

Shen Anyan stroked her wrist, and the cool feeling seemed to crawl straight to her heart along her fingertips, "Thank you Mama Wang." “

The old lady raised her eyebrows and sighed, "It's my fault in the final analysis, if I hadn't done it for you, you wouldn't be ....... today."

"Grandmother" Shen Anyan interrupted her, "I don't blame you for this, it's just that we don't have fate." ”

Her voice was lonely and lonely, as sad and bleak as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves in the cold night.

Shen Qiyuan, who had just stepped into the door with his front foot, was stunned, and then someone passed the news: "The second master is here." ”

Shen Anyan was flustered for a moment at first, but the next moment she thought of today's events, she poured cold water on her face.

Why was she panicking?

Why panic?

Such an idea was formed, and Shen Anyan had an indifferent attitude, silently lowered his eyes to sip the tea that had been cooled to two or three points on the table.

When Shen Qiyuan saw her like this, the tighter his eyebrows became, the more irritable his heart became, and the steps that walked in were even more gusting like a gust of wind, and the maid's clothes flew wildly.

The old lady led him to his seat, "You've been very busy lately, and you rarely come here. ”

Shen Qiyuan said lightly: "It's me who is here less, and my mother forgives me." ”

Old Madam Fang didn't blame him, so she didn't mention it anymore, and instead asked her servant to bring some tea and food.

"It's a coincidence that you and the third girl are here, the kitchen has made a new snack today, and the taste is novel."

Shen Qiyuan responded with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, a servant woman came up with a happy ball, which was rubbed like a fingernail-sized ball, and a dozen of them were lying round in a blue and white porcelain bowl together, covered with scattered white snow, and dripping with red and green sweet silk, which looked very delicious.

When the next person put the silver spoon in the tray, the old lady said: "They used red bean paste before, and I was tired of eating it, so I asked them to change it to osmanthus nectar. ”

Shen Qiyuan. Playing with the transparent white glutinous dumplings, I suddenly remembered the face of Shen Anyan hiding in the snow with white fox fur, and couldn't help but look up at her.

He has been busy with government affairs lately, and because of the last incident, he is afraid to see her, afraid of hearing some hurtful words from her mouth, so he deliberately distances himself, so that he has not seen her for many days.

But she is still as she remembers, so beautiful that it is heartwarming, but also so beautiful that it is not close.

Shen Qiyuan felt frustrated, scooped up a ball and threw it into his mouth, the cold slid through his throat, the chill was pervasive, and when the coolness dissipated in his stomach, he smiled and said: "The entrance is smooth, but it is a good thing to cool off." ”

The old lady laughed more and more when she heard this, but she still advised: "But don't eat too much, it will make you upset." ”

Shen Anyan looked at the tea leaves in the teacup, they were intricately circling, as if his relationship with Shen Qiyuan, his heart suddenly fell, and there was boundless emptiness.

So she put down the tea, and the crisp porcelain collision echoed in everyone's ears along with her cold tone, "Grandmother, uncle, I still have something to do, so I'll retreat first." ”

The old lady didn't hold on to her, she had to say that the relationship between the two was entangled, and it would always be embarrassing in one place, so she nodded and let her retreat.

Who knew that Shen Qiyuan put down the bowl abruptly and said: "It's late, and it's inconvenient for me to bother." ”

The old lady looked at Shen Qiyuan, the corners of her mouth were no longer as upturned as Fang Cai, and she said cautiously: "Second master, you have to be clear, now your identity." ”

Shen Qiyuan looked at the old lady's firm and solemn face, and suddenly remembered a sentence, these respective teas have their own tastes, just like this person's mind, each thinking about its own ........

Even if the old lady is for their good, after all, she always focuses on the overall situation, and she doesn't know what kind of status Shen Anyan has in his heart, let alone that she will not marry Shen Anyan.

The lanterns on the corridor were lit by the subordinates, and the mottled light spread out on the pillars of the corridor, rows of fans, reflecting the checkered pattern in Shen Qiyuan's eyes, gradually blooming a flower in the dust, tough and enchanting.

"I know."

When the old lady heard this, she stopped persuading.

When she is old, she will be dizzy even when she looks at the flowers in the distance, not to mention these tedious things.

The old lady held her crutches and blinked her slightly sour eyes, "That's it, I'm old now, and you are sensible, so naturally you know what to do and what not to do better than me." ”

After saying this, Old Lady Fang waved her hand and let Shen Qiyuan go.

Waiting for Old Lady Fang to raise her eyes, she watched Shen Qiyuan hurriedly chase out along the path of Shen Anyan's departure, and sighed heavily, "If I hadn't pierced this layer of window paper before, maybe with the second master's temperament, I am afraid that I would never say it for the rest of my life, and I would have kept it in my heart." ”

Mama Wang smiled when she heard this, and pushed the tea to the old lady's side, "The slave maid has often heard you say that these two people have no fate, but the slave maid feels that maybe this is their fate." ”