Song Yuchen's eyes faintly showed a touch of gloom, and he half-turned around, "What's the matter?" ”

The little chamberlain quickly glanced at the trembling imperial doctor, his face was afraid, but he still said righteously: "Your Highness, Your Highness is the emperor's brother, and he is already a privilege in the court, why should His Highness ......?"

Xiao Nei was in a hurry, facing the shocking King of Zhennan, and did not finish everything he wanted to say, but Song Yuchen already understood what he meant.

Song Yuchen squinted slightly, and calmly walked towards the little chamberlain: "What do you mean...... Does this king hold the Son of Heaven hostage to order the princes? ”

The little chamberlain was so shocked by Song Yuchen's aura that he didn't dare to speak, so he only trembled and didn't speak.

Song Yuchen showed a meaningful smile, didn't say anything, and after Chen Junshan carried the imperial doctor into the hall, he also followed into the upper study.

From tonight onwards, the reputation of the king of Zhennan will not be shaken off. What's more, I'm afraid that I will speculate like a little chamberlain.

However, this is not a bad thing, what King Zhennan said in the court today is half true and half false, and it has his own intentions.

The Imperial Physician treated the fainting minister in the upper study. It's not a big deal, that is, excessive palpitations, which leads to fainting in a hurry. After two injections, the minister woke up again.

The military deployment was important, and the discussion lasted until the end of the discussion with the monarchs and ministers headed by the emperor of the dynasty, and then everyone dispersed and went home.

Song Yuchen walked at the end, seeing everyone go out of the palace gate, he quietly turned back to the palace, at this time Song Yuxun was about to go to see Mianmian, and Song Yuchen came to an unexpected encounter in the back garden.

Song Yuchen climbed over the wall into the back garden, and used his ingenuity to float down on the palace road, still looking like a son. As soon as he raised his head, he looked at Song Yuxun with a little surprise.

"Xiao Chen." The young man's lips pursed, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't speak.

"Your Majesty, we are two brothers born together, aren't we?" Song Yuchen said faintly: "No matter what I have said and done, please ...... Trust me. ”

The words were concise and to the point, and as soon as a few fluttering words were finished, Song Yuchen turned around and left. His kung fu was good, and he disappeared out of Song Yuxun's sight in three or two clicks, leaving Song Yuxun standing in place.

Today in the court, Song Yuchen said those rebellious words, Song Yuxun didn't doubt it......

No! Mustard, to be exact! There is no emperor who doesn't mind. But Song Yuchen is sitting on the elite soldiers of the Xuanjia Battalion, if he has a rebellion, he has already taken advantage of this situation to rebel, according to his calmness and character, he will never put such a thing on the surface.

Maybe...... Before the young man could take off his bright yellow court clothes, he seemed to have thought of something. Today's political situation in the DPRK is really full of mountains and rains.

Song Yuchen wore a moon-white shirt and returned to the palace, and the gate of the palace was locked. He didn't alarm others, and he also entered from the place where Shi Qingran used to always like to climb over the wall.

When I returned to the room, Shi Qingran was sleeping soundly. Song Yuchen didn't wake her up, and lay down next to her gently.

On the second day, Qingran slept until the third pole of the sun as usual, and it was not until Lang'er came in and lifted her quilt abruptly that she got up.

"Hu ......" has been a little cold recently, Shi Qingran slept warm and sweet last night, and at this moment he was lifted off the quilt by Lang'er, and he couldn't help but shudder, and complained angrily: "Lang'er." ”

"Miss, it's three poles in the sun." Lang'er still has the same cold face that has not changed for thousands of years: "Lunch has been prepared." ”

Lang'er's face is full of disgust, her own princess is really a first-class leisure, if it was someone else's, she should have been dragged out to lecture the three aunts and six mothers-in-law.

"Didn't the prince come back last night?" Shi Qingran rarely slept so sweetly, yawned at the moment, and finally remembered the prince of Rausch who had not been at home recently.

"The prince came back last night." Lang'er glanced at Shi Qingran: "But I left again early this morning, probably because there is something urgent to deal with." ”

"It's busy." Shi Qingran got up from the quilt and got dressed calmly. For no reason, Shi Qingran's mind inexplicably appeared to the woman he met on the street that day.

That woman Qianqian is weak, her smile is all moving, and standing with Song Yuchen seems to be more compatible than her.

Shi Qingran felt that his heart was very sour, and his mouth was bitter, and he couldn't help but pretend to be casual and asked, "Did you say where to go?" ”

"Southwest." Lang'er prepared Shi Qingran's towel and basin hot water, and handed the squeezed hot towel to Shi Qingran: "I heard that the displaced people in the southwest have been making a lot of trouble recently, and yesterday the prince was discussing in the palace, and took the initiative to ask Ying to deal with the rebellion, and he left this morning." ”

"Oh." Shi Qingran agreed lightly, and seemed to be relieved of Song Yuchen. After a while, I felt empty again.

I don't know how long I will go here, and whether I will encounter any dangers. It's a pity that the prince knew that when she left in the morning, she was still in a dream.

"Miss." When Shi Qingran finished washing, Lang'er also set up lunch. Today's lunch is a little richer, with osmanthus fungus fried meat, Sixi meatballs, green vegetable balls soup, etc.

Shi Qingran felt a little unsavory, so he simply asked Lang'er to hug him and tease him for a while. After a meal and a dog are slowly eaten, it is already time.

"Miss." Lang'er looked at Shi Qingran: "Are you still going out to listen to the play today?" ”

"Listen to the play?!" Shi Qingran came to his senses at this time, and his eyes looked at Lang'er as big as a copper bell, as if he regretted that he knew the news too late: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

Lang'er pursed his lips, and after you didn't ask me about it, he packed up the dishes and chopsticks in the dining room, and then followed Shi Qingran out of the palace one after the other.

When passing by the dining room, Shi Qingran saw a duck jumping in spirit, so he said casually in Lang'er's ear: "This duck spirit, made into a duck cup must be delicious." ”

The chef not far away probably didn't have anything important at the moment, he was leaning back in his chair and napping, his brows furrowed when he heard this, and his face was tilted to the other side to continue sleeping.

Lang'er also pulled Shi Qingran out of the house in a hurry.

It was difficult to find the warm sun today, Shi Qingran and Lang'er bought some white sugar cakes to eat, and they had to listen to books along the way. Shi Qingran ate the white sugar cake, handed some to Lang'er from time to time, and told some jokes in Lang'er's ear that he heard from the storyteller.

Lang'er has always been very disdainful of this. However, probably Shi Qingran, as her master, was also helpless.