The people up and down in the Manyun Pavilion were once again shocked by the eldest prince Gao Cheng. Of course, as the slaves and maids of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it is not the first time that they know the temperament of the eldest prince. It's just that in recent months, the eldest son, who has become elegant and polite in reading day and night, seems to have covered up the image of the stubborn son of the past.

Naturally, someone immediately gave the eldest prince a soaked body and carried a very beautiful girl in purple into Tianyi Pavilion to his wife Feng Yi Princess Yuan Zhonghua. But whether it was the person who reported the report, or the henchman and maidservant of the eldest prince and his wife, they didn't expect that Mrs. Yuan Zhonghua, who had always loved to make the little sex and the eldest prince awkward, only smiled slightly when she heard the report, and told her not to snub the guests, and the rest were ignored. Everyone in the house sighed secretly, it seems that the princess has now grown up and changed her temper.

The girl in purple let Gao Cheng carry her into the Manyun Pavilion. She had heard that this pavilion was chic for a long time, and at this time, she saw the pavilions, platforms, pavilions, and pavilions from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and she couldn't help but marvel in her heart.

I felt that the eldest prince was moving vigorously, and he held her up the mountain steadily and quickly. There was a sudden sense of security in her heart, and this feeling made her heart pound again. And the first time she was excited about him was when she saw him in ordinary clothes and loose hair by the lake just now, but he was so beautiful that he appeared behind her. A sense of happiness arose, and I felt that although he seemed to be evil and uninhibited, he was actually gentle and considerate. The resistance in her heart and the anger he played with were all in vain at this point.

When he walked to the door of Tianyi Pavilion, Gao Cheng was already followed by a large group of slaves and maids. Gao Cheng turned a blind eye and just stopped at the door of Tianyi Pavilion with the girl in purple in his arms. Before the slaves behind him came up to open the door, Gao Cheng had already raised his leg and kicked the door open, and then carried the girl in purple into his study in a big way.

The slaves and maidservants outside the door looked at each other. Because everyone knows that the eldest prince's study is extremely small, and there are already two people in it, and there is no room for a third person. If they are all huddled together, how can they talk about service? I'm afraid it's extremely difficult to even turn around. By this time, the door was closed.

Gao Cheng put the girl in purple on his bed, and he sat down on the edge of the couch very casually. Neither of them spoke, tossing all the way, and only then did they settle down. I was at a loss all of a sudden, and I didn't know what to say. The girl in purple couldn't help Gao Cheng's soul-grabbing beautiful eyes staring at her so directly, and she lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at him anymore. This person made her too helpless, but from knowing him to now, she has begun to make herself unable to help herself.

"Shangdang Taishou Li Xizong is your father?" Gao Cheng asked. He didn't need to or want to be confused now, apparently he was no stranger to her father. "The Li family of Zhaojun is also a big family of poetry, and the gate valve is very high, you are so naughty, you really don't look like the son-in-law of a scholar." His tone seemed to be half-joking, and he clearly thought of her as a little girl, while he himself showed maturity that did not match his age.

The girl in purple slowly raised her head, and when she saw Gao Cheng looking at her with a smile on her lips, her heart suddenly beat faster and heavier like a drum, and she felt that her face was burning badly. Those beautiful green eyes can really see people's hearts.

Gao Cheng casually reached out and touched her injured calf, which was not far from his hand, and rolled up her clothes with his hands. Only then did he stop staring straight at her, looked down at the injury on her leg, and said to himself, "It doesn't matter if the flesh hurts slightly." ”

The woman in purple was touched by him on the skin of her legs, and subconsciously hid to the side. Gao Cheng held her calf as if he had already guessed her thoughts, neither light nor heavy, neither painful nor escaping. "What's your name?" Again, he raised the question.

The woman in purple lowered her eyes again and stopped looking at him. Two words slowly came out of his mouth, "moonlight". The sound is extremely soft.

"Moonlight?" Gao Cheng chanted softly in his mouth as if he had received a treasure. He reached out and gently stroked her cheek, gently ruffled her hair, and whispered, "You just have to stay here, this is my study, wait a while......" Before he could finish his words, a voice suddenly came from outside.

"Lord Lang......" is Ajiao.

Gao Cheng stood up, turned around and reached out to open the door. The moonlight hadn't woken up from the situation just now, when she suddenly felt a bright light coming in, and her half-lying bed was so close to the door of the study. I vaguely felt a long woman standing in the doorway a few steps away, looking at her with a smile. No matter how naughty Moonlight is, he has never experienced such a scene, so he can only avoid it intentionally or unintentionally.

"Madame heard that there was a distinguished guest, and it was inconvenient to see each other at this time, so she specially asked the slave maid to see what the master of Lang had called, don't neglect the guest." Ah Jiao replied to Gao Cheng with a smile on her face.

"What's wrong with Your Highness? It's okay in the morning because it's ......," Gao Cheng asked, obviously very concerned. He wanted to speak and stopped, he should have been afraid of something.

The moonlight on the bed inside heard Gao Cheng's words clearly, and he was curious that he had such a heart-wrenching person, and he didn't see him laugh any more. But a faint sense of loss rose in his heart.

"Madame was afraid that the lord of the lang would be concerned, so she instructed the slave and maid to pass the word to the lord of the lang, so that the lord of the lang should not worry." Ah Jiao seemed to suddenly remember something, and said with a smile, "I just heard from the house slave who came in outside that there is a white-faced scholar who wants to ask Master Lang for advice, and is telling Cui Shilang and Mr. Cui that he wants to see Master Lang." The slave and maid were afraid that it would be inconvenient for the slaves outside to come in, so they went back and forth to the lord of the Lang, but could the lord of the lang see this person? ”

Gao Cheng didn't answer Ah Yan. Glancing back at the moonlight on the bed, her cheeks turned to one side, but her slightly moving brows clearly listened to what they had just said outside, and was paying attention to his and Auntie's intentions at the moment. Gao Cheng immediately turned around and instructed Ah Jiao, "This is the son-in-law of Li Xizong, who is the Taishou of the Shangdang, and wants to stay here for a few days, you will send someone to serve, and then go back to His Highness when the arrangements are made." Tell Your Highness that I will go over in the evening. ”

The moonlight heard it in the dark, and I was curious. A moment of madam, a moment of His Royal Highness, obviously Gao Cheng takes her to heart, presumably a princess of the clan. Thinking about it again, I'm afraid that this eldest prince also asked to marry this princess because of various reasons, right? I just don't know what her appearance is.

Who knew that the Ah Jiao outside smiled and said, "Lord Lang's thoughts, His Royal Highness really guessed it." His Royal Highness said that as long as the lord is willing to entertain guests, she is okay and does not have to return. Lord Lang has a lot of affairs, so it's not good to be distracted, and you don't have to go over at night. ”

This sound strange to Moonlight, and from the perspective of her staying out of the situation, it felt like a deliberate desire to treat her anger and refuse. But when she heard the maid say this, she had a kind of naughtiness that had transcended her status, as if she was joking with the lord for her wife.

thought that Gao Cheng would be displeased, but who knew that Gao Cheng was not only not angry, but also didn't ask anything more, just smiled and left.

With Gao Cheng's extreme intelligence, he actually guessed it as soon as he heard Ah Cheng's reply. Although he had already refused to see Yang Su twice, either explicitly or secretly, the good mood at this moment suddenly made him interested in meeting this person. He also fully understood in his heart that Yang Su was not the kind of shallow and ignorant white-faced scholar described by Ah Jiao.

After all, Cui Jishu was an official in the same dynasty as Yang Su, and he still couldn't understand what the attitude of the eldest prince Gao Cheng towards the newly promoted Yang Changshi was, so he, as the half of the master in this pavilion who was not so straightforward, could only deal with Yang Su politely and vaguely. Both of them laughed and laughed.

"Lord Lang is here." Suddenly, Cui Xian, who was standing next to Cui Jishu and Yang Su, who had been watching the excitement, said plainly. Just this sentence stopped the fake politeness of those two people.

Yang Su looked up and saw Gao Cheng coming down the hillside slowly from behind, walking towards this side with flowers and willows. It wasn't the first time he had seen Gao Cheng, but he was still shocked to see him look like this with his hair loose and disheveled. Gao Cheng still had the same hakama that had been soaked when he fell into the lake, but now it was dried again, so it was inevitable that there were traces of crumplism on the half-new and half-old condition. The sloppy hair was also wet and dry, but smooth as satin. Yang Su knew that he was a maverick and respected himself, but he didn't think it was very strange.

It was rare for Cui Xian to get close to his uncle and whispered, "It's hard for my uncle to stop him just now." In fact, Lord Lang has never hesitated in his heart, he must have wanted to see this person, but sooner or later. ”

When Gao Cheng approached, Yang Su had already greeted him, and when he was more than ten steps away, he bowed his hand, and called with a slight smile on his lips, "Eldest son." ”

Gao Cheng stood still, staring at Yang Su. He thought idly in his heart, what Ah Jiao said was right, at this time, Yang Su was actually a white-faced scholar. Yang Su's age is probably about the same as Cui Jishu, but Cui Jishu's appearance does not match the truth, and he inevitably looks cheesy. And Yang Su is dressed in white, with a delicate face and an elegant temperament, which makes his whole person's demeanor like a jade tree in the wind.

Yang Su specially called the "eldest prince" not to be called Gao Cheng's official position, not only respectful, but also not limited to the number of court courtesies, but like an ordinary friend. The surrender seems to imply that he is willing to surrender in order to show his heart. Without waiting for Gao Cheng to speak, Yang Yu smiled again, "Don't be suspicious, the foolish brother didn't come today with vanilla or waist Pei Qiulan. The foolish brother is not a noble person, and he didn't come to discuss with the eldest prince, he just wanted to talk about the relationship between father and son and brotherhood to make friends laugh. ”

As soon as Yang Su's words came out, not to mention Cui Jishu, even Cui Xian, who has always been steady, was speechless. Cui Jishu was even more angry. He and Gao Cheng have been close friends for many years, but they have never dared to live as brothers in such a big tone. What's more, when it comes to his background, he is not completely unqualified.

Gao Cheng actually respects scholars deeply, and now even he himself can barely be regarded as a reader. Cui Xian, who is half a teacher and half friend with him, is respectfully called "Mr. " in the hotel, naturally because Gao Cheng himself respects him, but Cui Xian is a person who is not smiling, and he has never talked to Gao Cheng so casually.

Father and son, brother, in the pavilion of Tenglong Mountain Manyun Pavilion, in the heart of Gao Cheng, the eldest prince and not the prince, are sensitive words. And I'm afraid it's not just in Jinyang, it's not just in Gao Cheng's heart.

"Brother Zunyan, you're really interesting." Just when Cui Jishu was faintly worried in his heart, Gao Cheng had already laughed. Gao Cheng's title of pushing the boat down the river seemed to have brought him and Yang Su closer at once, and the discord between the two refusals was covered up without a trace. And although this distance is shortened, it is controlled by him on a scale that is not too close, and it can be said that at this moment, this distance is just right.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar! Uncle is ordering someone to serve tea, Ji Lun, come here. Gao Cheng said as he walked towards a path in the shade of ancient trees. After walking a few steps, it was as if he had just remembered something, and he turned around and smiled, "Brother Zunyan, please come here." ”

Yang Su, who had already been invited over by Cui Xian, smiled and followed.

Cui Jishu watched the backs of the three people disappear in the bushes, and then went to order someone to serve tea as Gao Cheng ordered.

The sun sets much earlier in late autumn than in summer. When it was getting dark, it was already as dark as night in the pavilion halfway up the hillside where the ancient trees covered the sky. The slaves and maids shuttled back and forth, and the lamps and candles lit everywhere, and the room suddenly lit up.

The name of this pavilion is "Songyou Xuan", and it is not far from the entrance of the entire Manyun Pavilion Pavilion. This is a large forest of ancient trees of very high age, and it is very quiet when you walk down the path into the trees, and you can see it a little further up the hillside. The name Songyouxuan sounds both appropriate and appropriate.

After the slaves and maids all withdrew, Cui Jishu went to the door to check on himself without Gao Cheng's instructions, and then came back to sit down. Songyouken itself is relatively low, not the kind of spacious house, probably because it was built on a hillside, forced by the situation.

There were no beds in the room, and everyone sat on the floor. Yang Su looked at the small table in front of him, in addition to the fresh goat soufflé, there was also a steaming cup of tea. Under the light, the tea soup is clear and green, and the tender yellow of the willow buds that have just grown in the spring is also revealed. Yang Yu is quite good at this, he is a master here, he can see the difference at a glance, and he can guess it in his heart.

Gao Cheng, who was sitting opposite Yang Su, first held up the celadon teacup, and at the same time motioned for Yang Su to try it too, and then just sipped it himself. Gao Cheng was born in the northerners for generations, but Yang Su saw that he drank the favorites of this southerner, but he also knew how to taste it.

Yang Yu put down the teacup after a little drink, and just used his slender fingers to slowly caress the delicate porcelain like jade.

"What's the matter, Yang Changshi has something on his mind?" Gao Cheng asked straight to the point.