"Yixian Building, but also against the scene." Feng Qingchen looked at the white restaurant in front of him, a little surprised.

The amount of white jade and the glazed tiles on the roof are extremely luxurious, and the interior of the restaurant is made of white jade, and the ground is also paved with white jade, shining with a warm light.

Nangong Ji really bothered to find such a poetic place.

Yixian Lou is not like an ordinary restaurant with tables and chairs in the hall, but is divided into two in the middle, with bookshelves on the left and a small fish pond on the right, and separate boxes on the second and third floors.

"This son, are you going to a private room or a banquet?"

Xiao Er in the restaurant saw him come in and immediately greeted him, Feng Qingchen smacked his tongue, worthy of being a rich man's restaurant, Xiao Er is so polite, and his clothes are also extraordinary.

"Hmm...... Have you ever seen a woman of my height come in?"

Xiao Er thought seriously for a while and replied: "Childe, no, the guests who came here today are all men. ”

"Since Your Highness is here, why don't you come up?"

At this moment, a warm voice interrupted the conversation between the two.

Following the voice, I saw Nangong Ji standing on the third floor looking at himself gently.

Feng Qingchen responded with a helpless smile and walked up.

When he was about to arrive at Nangong Ji's private room, the crystal bead curtain hanging on the door of a private room next to him gently swayed a few times, making a crisp and moving sound.

Feng Qingchen glanced at it casually. I faintly saw that the sign of the private room said Yu Pavilion, and it happened that this room in Nangong Ji was called Cloud Pavilion.

So, a poem blurted out.

"The painting hall flies towards the clouds in the south of Puyun, and the bead curtain rolls up in the western mountains at dusk."

"His Royal Highness King Yu is really talented, and he can write such beautiful poems with just these two words."

Feng Qingchen looked back, Nangong Ji had already returned to the private room, still with a gentle smile on his face, he was wearing a light cyan brocade robe today, and he was still as gentle and elegant as before.

"General Nangong."

Feng Qingchen smiled and nodded, and walked in.

"I don't know what His Highness likes to eat, so I took the initiative to order some new dishes, can Your Highness enjoy your face and taste it."

Feng Qingchen noticed that the table was full of all kinds of delicious food, and coincidentally, a few of them were his favorites.

I didn't have time to have breakfast in the morning, but now I was hungry, so I sat down generously and ate with Nangong Ji.

After a while, Nangong Ji suddenly put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Feng Qingchen while laughing, and said, "Someone said that His Highness doesn't look like a vulgar man when he eats, but more like a woman." ”

Feng Qingchen paused with his hand holding chopsticks, and responded in a joking tone: "General, you are joking, as a royal child, there must be a difference in etiquette, and besides, aren't you the same, don't make fun of me anymore." ”

Nangong Ji chuckled: "The last general is just joking, Your Highness should continue to eat." ”

Seeing Feng Qingchen lowering his head and pulling the food, the corners of Nangong Ji's mouth slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

Feng Qingchen is light and light on the surface, but his heart has already turned over the river and the sea.

After lunch, Nangong Ji pulled Feng Qingchen to taste tea.

Looking at Nangong Ji's skilled tea art, Feng Qingchen was slightly surprised.

"It turns out that the general also has a lot of research on tea art."

Nangong Ji's eyes darkened, and he said warmly: "When I was a child, I often watched my mother do it, and when I saw more, I naturally learned it." ”

It is known that the general's mother, Mrs. Yixin, has been dead for ten years.

"Can the general drink tea?" accidentally mentioned other people's sadness, Feng Qingchen had to try to change the topic.

Nangong Ji gently poured a cup of freshly brewed tea for Feng Qingchen and said, "First sweet and then sweet." ”

Feng Qingchen chuckled and said, "Actually, there is another meaning. ”

"Oh?"

Nangong Ji looked at Feng Qingchen with interest, waiting for her words.

"In fact, life is like this cup of Longjing tea, plain is its true color, bitterness is its course, fragrance is its gift, and it is necessary to meditate when tasting tea before you can enter the tea mirror. You will gradually find that there are only two postures of tea, sinking and floating, and then you will know that this world is not only to be picked up, but also to put down. ”

Nangong Ji clapped his hands and said, "It turns out that His Royal Highness is such a transparent person, and I admire him." ”

"The general laughed, this is just the king's personal opinion."

Feng Qingchen smiled, Nangong Ji may become his own Bole in the future.

After the two chatted for a while, Feng Qingchen saw that it was not early, so he got up and said goodbye.

"Your Highness is free tonight, today is the Magpie Immortal Festival, presumably Your Highness has never had this festival, why don't you take you around this time."

Feng Qingchen smiled, indeed, he had just established himself in the imperial capital last year, so how could he have time to play.

"Then tonight, see you at the gate of the palace, by the way, don't call me Your Highness in the future, call me Qingchen."

Nangong Ji responded warmly and said, "Qingchen, see you that night." ”

Seeing Feng Qingchen leave, Nangong Ji said coldly to the black shadow by the window: "Keep an eye on her." ”

"Yes!"

The shadow flickered and disappeared into the darkness.