"Sister Yun, does Brother Wen Zheng like you?" Qing Yu was expressionless, leaning against the doorrail.

"You kid, you are young, what do you like or dislike?" Tang Yun was startled by the sudden appearance of Qing Yu, and asked her questions in the appearance of a little adult, and she was a little surprised.

"What about Sister Yun? Do you like him? Qing Yu ignored Tang Yun and asked to himself.

"Oh, what, it's a friend." Tang Yun looked into the distance, somewhat evading this question, she was unwilling and unable to admit it.

"Really, just friends? It's better for Sister Yun to make up her mind as soon as possible, so she is undecided. The short-term pleasure that we have now only adds to the suffering of the two of them in the future. Qing Yu's eyes were clear and deep not like a child, he glanced at Tang Yun deeply, turned around and walked into the house, "The moon is reflected in the water, and the flowers are seen in the fog." When the judgment continues, it will be chaotic, and if it is introduced, it will only be defeated. Sister Yun, if you really like him, it's better to stop it as soon as possible. ”

Tang Yun looked at Qing Yu's back in shock, and immediately relieved and smiled bitterly. I knew that this child was by no means an ordinary person. If that's the case, can you stop it, is it too late now? If you give up, how can you be worthy of the deceased?

Xianyang Palace.

"Brother Lin, I made an agreement with Yun'er for a three-day period. In the past three days, I have troubled you to become me and handle the affairs of the palace for me. ”

"Don't worry, my lord." Regarding Yingzheng's affairs, Lin Xing is sure that he is clear.

"Father? Father。。。。。。 A clear child's voice came.

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth lifted, nodded at Lin Xing, and saw Lin Xing disappear into the shadows, so he responded with a laugh: "Fusu, come quickly, let my father hug me." ”

A small face is exquisite, the expression is respectful, the elegant and delicate boy walked towards Ying Zheng, the thick ink fragrance of the scroll, so that Ying Zheng stretched his brows, this child is Ying Zheng and Mrs. Zheng's son ———— Ying Zheng's eldest son, Fusu.

"Fusu is so late, why don't you rest?" Ying Zheng smiled and touched Fusu's head.

"Father, the child has memorized another volume of history today, but where have you been today, father?" Fusu tugged at Yingzheng's sleeve.

Ying Zheng's heart softened, this scene quietly coincided with the scene many years ago, the same place, the same action, but it was him who pulled the sleeves, and the man was his father.

"Father went out to play today, next time I will take Fusu with me, okay?"

"Okay, is the outside world beautiful?"

"Of course it's beautiful!"

"Is it more beautiful than the gardens of the royal palace?"

"Of course. Outside, there are green waters and green mountains, the breeze and the bright moon, insects calling birds, clear water murmuring, sunset, drinking and writing poetry. Of course, there is also a peerless beauty, Ying Zheng silently added this sentence in his heart, with a look of intoxication.

"Father, when will you be able to take me out?" Fusu's little face was full of longing.

"When we have a chance, let's sneak out of the palace together, okay?"

"Okay!"

"Then, Fusu is going to rest now, okay?" Ying Zheng half-squatted and touched Fusu's head with a smile.

"Okay, my son will retire." Fusu bowed down and withdrew.

Yingzheng dismissed his subordinates, fell on the bed, his head rested on his arms, thinking about the scene during the day, thinking about the kiss left for Tang Yun———— reached out and touched his lips———— thinking that he could get along with Yun'er day and night, like an ordinary couple, he was very excited, I really hope that the sun will rise soon, so that he can see his beloved girl early.

Yingzheng, who was intoxicated with sweet dreams, never realized that he was caught in the whirlpool of a huge conspiracy, and whether he could escape it depended on whether the person's affection could suppress hatred.