The two sat in the upper study for a while, but did not talk about anything else.

Song Yuxun's voice was all gentle, from his food, clothing, housing and transportation to the anecdotes along the way, but he avoided the most important task and did not even mention half a word.

It is rare that he can avoid the heavy and crushing government to say a few intimate words to himself, this kind of day is really rare and precious. Song Yuchen naturally didn't give face, he was very cooperative and actively answered, and if he couldn't answer, he made it up. Fortunately, his face was tense and he didn't show any flaws. Song Yuxun didn't notice it, his face was full of joy with a smile, and his clear eyes almost brought some kindness.

is obviously such a young man's body, but he was entangled by this heavy country and a group of uneasy ministers.

The faint fragrance of tea lingered between his lips, and what came to his ears was the earnest teaching of his brother to put down his identity and be patient, and Song Yuchen couldn't bear to continue to fight with the little abacus he originally had.

So he stood up with remorse and melancholy, saluted Song Yuxun again, turned around and walked out of the door of the study.

Dressed in a moonlit silver-white robe, he quickly walked into the sunlight like boiling water under the blue sky and daylight, and he never noticed the way the young man looked at him behind him—that very serious and focused gaze, with a slight light of water, as if he wanted to carve the figure that was gradually moving into the pupils.

Coming to the vermilion palace gate, the chamberlain walked forward with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes to lie on the ground - this is the treatment that only princes and nobles can have.

Ordinary Song Yuchen didn't like these complicated rules very much, but generally because of Song Yuxun's face, he could endure it with his eyebrows lowered and pleasing to his eyes, but today, somehow, his heart was like a fire, and he couldn't calm it down no matter what.

So Song Yuchen waved his hand, he was calm and introverted and not easy to ponder, "This king still has some things to do, so remove the sedan chair." ”

He didn't say a word about what he had to do. However, what the king of Zhennan wants to do, naturally there is no need to explain it clearly to a few small chamberlains.

The chamberlain immediately stood up, almost bending his body at ninety degrees.

This chamberlain is a newcomer, and he has only been serving by the side of the current saint for a few days. In his heart, the handyman in the imperial kitchen who ran the fire on the stove was already a high-ranking official, not to mention that the person in front of him was the king of Zhennan, who was known for his hot and cold temperament, and he tried very hard to control himself from being so nervous that he trembled.

Song Yuchen was already planning to leave with his sleeves up, but somehow he stopped and glanced back at him lightly, "Have there been more and more excerpts handed to the emperor by Jingshantang recently?" ”

The little chamberlain trembled and said truthfully, "Back to the prince's words, the servants don't understand this, but the emperor has been busy until late these days, and sometimes he is still sitting in the study to make folds, and he doesn't let people go in to serve." ”

After a pause, he suddenly remembered the words of the chief steward in the palace, so he added very clumsily, "The emperor must be very happy that the prince can come to talk to the emperor today." ”

The cold face softened slightly, he said "um", and explained, "Go back and serve the emperor well...... Don't let him tire himself out too hard. ”

"The minion remembered." The little chamberlain nodded hurriedly and retreated in fear.

After walking through the tall vermilion palace gate, Song Yuchen exhaled a long breath, and the suffocation in his chest dissipated slightly. He raised his head and glanced at the sun hanging in the sky, and felt that the thorn in his heart, which had grown inch by inch from the blood of his heart, had grown another thorn-like branch.

Shi Qingran quickly put on the men's clothes given by Lang'er, turned around several times in front of the bronze mirror, and made sure that he was already a handsome young man before following Lang'er out.

As soon as the housekeeper who had just come in from outside the door looked up, he saw that the princess was dressed like a handyman, and the corners of her forehead jumped fiercely, and Shi Qingran even felt that his hair was about to explode.

However, he didn't say anything, quickly narrowed his gaze, and just walked away from her, as if bypassing some plague god, as if as long as Shi Qingran's corner of his clothes touched him, he could immediately bite his tongue and kill himself again.

Shi Qingran just didn't see it, and slipped out along the wall with his eyes and nose, and drove Lang'er to buy two or two snacks on the side of the street, and walked towards the Crescent Moon Inn.

Shi Qingran was confused, she couldn't remember the road she had walked, so she almost took her by the collar and led her to the door of the inn, and then pulled her up, and accurately found the room where Yin Xiaoqi took her.

When the two came to the door, one hand was already halfway up, and they were almost about to fall on the door panel, but Shi Qingran was inexplicably caught in an indescribable entanglement.

Lang'er glanced at her, and silently urged her to move faster.

Originally, she was not very happy to meet the strange-tempered young man in red again, if it weren't for Shi Qingran's mother-in-law lying in her ear and nagging about the life-saving grace that must be repaid, she would not be too lazy to come to find bad luck again.

However, Shi Qingran hesitated at this last moment, which made her wish to roll her eyes and sober up her young lady.

Just when Lang'er's heart couldn't bear it anymore to the point of turbulence, the door opened from the inside, revealing Yin Xiaoqi's radiant face.

As soon as he caught a glimpse of the red out of the corner of his eye, he quickly blocked Shi Qingran in front of him, looking nervous about the arrival of a great enemy.

Yin Xiaoqi glanced at the two people in front of him, it seemed that it was a little difficult to accept their male and female dress, his face was distorted for a while, but he unexpectedly didn't say anything sarcastic, only took a step back, "Come in." ”

Shi Qingran was stunned, was pushed by Lang'er, and involuntarily took a big step forward, almost dropping the careless and valuable dim sum to the ground.

There was no one in the house, and the long-haired beauty was not there. Shi Qingran looked at every corner of the house, except for Yin Xiaoqi's stinky face, he didn't see any living creatures next to him.

Yin Xiaoqi angrily kicked the stool on the corner of the table, "Don't look, my master is not here." ”