"Phantom Tong, that's why you stayed in Sansheng Pavilion last night!" The Fifth Prince's voice was loud, and disbelief was written on his face.

Phantom Tong quickly covered the mouth of the fifth prince, "Be quiet, it's not what you think." ”

The fifth prince smiled evilly, pulled away Huantong's hand, and asked, "Isn't it full of wine and food, and enjoy it by the way?" ”

"I was drunk and unconscious yesterday, how could I go and do those things." Huantong was a little anxious, but as soon as the words came out, his face instantly burned red.

"I woke up today and was still worried about you, and I found a stable residence from Situ Mansion, but you slept in Gentle Township. The most important thing is that you haven't done anything in the Three Lives Pavilion. ”

The five princes looked at Phantom Tong, looking like they hated iron but not steel.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and An Xiruo stood at the door with two cups of tea.

Huantong and the fifth prince both felt a little embarrassed, and they didn't dare to look at each other, nor did they dare to look at An Xiruo. The fifth prince glanced at An Xiruo with his spare eyes, and felt that her face was not good, afraid that the conversation just now had been heard, and he realized that something was wrong, so he still left last time.

"Knowing that you are okay with Huantong, this palace is relieved, there is something to do today, so I will stay soon, and say goodbye."

After saying that, the soles of his feet were oiled and he slipped away. Glancing at An Xiruo and Phantom Tong behind him, the five princes just silently prayed in their hearts that Phantom Tong would save his life. Although he hadn't seen it a few times, he could tell that An Xiruo liked Phantom Tong. Spending the night in Sansheng Pavilion, this matter was known to An Xiruo, and Huantong could only ask for more blessings.

"It's troublesome Xiaoxi, I don't know, the fifth prince will go in such a hurry, this tea may be brewed in vain." Phantom Tong sat in his seat, looking down at his toes.

An Xiruo put the teacup on the table and sat on the chair of the fifth prince just now.

"Situ, we haven't talked for a long time."

"I did sleep in the Sansheng Pavilion last night, but I swear, it's just a night." Phantom Tong stretched out three fingers and held them parallel to his eyebrows.

"I believe in you." An Ruoxi tilted her head and smiled, but she was no longer as light as before, and her face was full of exhaustion.

Phantom Tong's half-open mouth was fixed there, and he wanted to explain, but he didn't want her to say that I believe in you.

"You told me that day that you only cared for me because I was the only girl in the White Tiger Camp, and you never had a heart for me. Obviously, you provoked me first, but in the end, it was me who lost my heart. I've been hiding from you for a few days, and I want to forget you, but I can't. ”

An Xiruo buried his face in the palm of his hand, and his shoulders trembled slightly. Phantom Tong wanted to reach out to comfort her, but his hand paused in mid-air, stopped for a while and then retracted.

"Creek, I'm sorry." Pale and feeble apologies, but that's the only thing Phantom can do now.

An Xiruo raised his head slowly, his eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

"Why, why don't you like to care about me so much at dinner, why do you want to take that stab for me, let me misunderstand and push me away." An Xiruo was still twitching slightly, and her voice was a little hoarse.

"Xiaoxi, I can't like you, I can't. Don't get too close to me, you're in danger, I don't want you to get hurt, I don't want to. ”

Thinking that the queen might be the murderer of An Ling's family, Huantong's heart was in turmoil, and he didn't know how to deal with his relationship with An Xiruo.

An Xiruo felt that Huantong's words were a little difficult to understand, obviously she didn't like it, but she cared so much, she felt so confused, looking at Huantong was like looking at a fog.

"Don't worry, I will definitely adjust my condition, and it won't affect my training." An Xiruo's face was already full of tears, but he still had to pretend to be calm.

An Ruoxi picked up the two cups of tea and walked outside. Phantom Tong looked at the back of her leaving, thin and thin and still trembling a little in the wind, feeling so painful.

"Boss, you're going to enter the palace with the third prince today, it's time to get ready to go." Meng Qi was very calm today, and he didn't talk as much as before.

Meng Qi had been there for a while, and he had heard the conversation between Huantong and An Xiruo, and he knew that his boss must be in a bad mood now.

"Alright, let's go." Huantong's voice was a little light, as if he had lost his strength.

Huantong's horse was still in Situ Mansion, so he had to take the carriage prepared by Meng Qi today.

Along the way, the carriage swayed, Phantom Tong sat on it and tried to adjust his state, and when he arrived at the gate of the palace, Phantom Tong returned to his former glory, with a smile on his face, like the sun in early spring, brilliant and warm.

"Wechen has seen the three princes."

"No need to be polite."

The third prince walked at the front door, and the guards guarding the door directly opened the palace door, and allowed him to enter the palace without interrogating Huantong.

The vermilion palace door slowly closed, and Huantong looked at the closed door, the last time, he was outside the door, and now he is finally back.

Thinking of the one sitting in the council hall, Phantom Tong clenched his fists. It was he who sent his mother to the cold palace back then, so he was also responsible for the misfortune that happened to his mother, which is unforgivable. Phantom Tong knew that he had been looking for himself all these years, but Phantom Tong wanted to become the thorn in his heart, so that he could not find it.

"Phantom Tong, what are you doing there, my father is still waiting."

The three princes looked back and greeted Phantom Tong, Phantom Tong took two steps quickly, caught up with the three princes, and the two walked side by side towards the council hall.

"Father, look who I brought here." The three princes are a little less stable and more lively in front of the emperor.

"Ziheng, the chessboard has been laid out, just waiting for you."

The emperor seemed to prefer such a third prince, put down the folds, and a kind smile appeared on his face. That smile, Phantom Tong only saw it when the emperor looked at Ah Yan, when he was a child, Phantom Tong felt that his father wanted to be strict with the prince, but now it seems that he just doesn't like him, that's all.

"Wechen knocks to see the emperor." Phantom Tong knelt on the ground, his hands on the ground, his head on the back of his hand, and he didn't see any expression.

"Phantom Tong is here, come forward and let me see." The emperor was a little excited, and waved his hand eagerly, wanting to make Huantong faster and faster.

Huantong got up, shook his robe, and walked generously to the emperor's table.

At this time, the light was just right, and the brown pupils of Phantom Tong were particularly eye-catching, and the water in his eyes seemed to be shining golden light. Teng Yijue's hand hidden under the table trembled with excitement, and through such a pair of eyes, he saw another person.

"Jin'er, my Jin'er." The emperor's voice was very small, so small that it was difficult for Huantong and the three princes to hear clearly.

But Huantong knows what the emperor is talking about, this sentence Jin'er, Huantong is too familiar, just looking at the shape of the lip is enough to identify.

"Your Majesty, Weichen has come to play chess with you."

"Okay, the chessboard is ready, let me see how the son taught by General Situ is doing with his chess skills."

When talking about General Situ's son, the emperor bit the words very hard, and he couldn't hear the feelings, but he felt something unusual, and he seemed to mind very much.

The emperor holds the black son, and the phantom tong holds the white son. The chessboard is like a bloodless battlefield, with the sound of the chess pieces falling to the ground crisp and decisive. For a time, black and white accounted for half of the country, and there was no difference.

The third prince stood on the side and watched the chess, and couldn't help but glance at Huantong, he knew that the kid from the military camp in front of him was not simple.