He Jiusheng's hand shook, and the comb almost couldn't hold it.

"Given to him?"

Since just now, Song Yanjiao's eyes have been appearing in front of her eyes, and they have been going on for a long time.

He is the son of the Queen Mother, and when he marries the emperor's cousin in the future, he should call him the emperor's uncle with the emperor.

"Then won't He Qingli become my imperial aunt in the future?"

Thinking of this, He Jiusheng's anger didn't come to one place.

My sister has become my aunt?!

What kind of bloody ethical drama is this?

"I really don't know what the Queen Mother thinks!" With nowhere to vent his anger, He Jiusheng threw the comb onto the stage with a snap.

"Miss, don't be angry, I heard that although this Yan Wang Ye is dignified, no woman can get into his eyes, although there is a concubine in the house, he has been among thousands of flowers, and the leaves do not touch his body. Now the throne of the palace is still empty, but that concubine can't get into the hall of elegance, but she is also accepted into the palace and becomes a concubine. ”

"To be a concubine? Is the throne still empty? Didn't she marry into the palace as a princess? ”

Jing's mother smiled knowingly, "The Queen Mother, her old man, will not be wronged by Miss, the old slave will say a private word to Miss, but she can't spread the ......."

As soon as He Jiusheng heard the interest, he immediately pricked up his ears.

"It is said that Lord Yan is a ruthless species, but there are rumors in the market that Lord Yan does not like beauty, but does not like women. Therefore, marrying into the palace is no different from letting the concubine live as a widow. ”

He Jiusheng was dumbfounded, "What you said is true?" Does he really dislike women? ”

After speaking, he dredged himself again, maybe what Jing's mother said made sense.

Earlier in the front yard, I saw that he didn't shy away from giving and receiving kisses between men and women, so he turned out to have a habit of breaking sleeves......

Tut-tut, that's a big piece of gossip.

In the years after that, didn't He Qingli face the palace of Nuoda, and grieve alone in the dark night against the cold moon?

Without a loved one as a companion, no matter how beautiful the night scene is, it will feel empty and lonely.

She looked up through the carved window railing, and it was already raining outside, and the trees and houses were covered in light smoke.

He Jiusheng remembered Song Yanjiao's way of telling her to go back to the house, and there was always a feeling of loss in his heart, desolate and cold, faint and gloomy, and his emotions sank.

The rain, like silver-gray sticky spider silk, weaves into a soft web that nets the whole world.

The place where the Queen Mother asked her to come to recuperate is said to be really this Yan Wangye.

Jing's mother said that when the emperor was alive, Prince Yan made great contributions to the Song country.

At that time, Beidi came to invade and seized the three cities of my Song Kingdom, and at that time the prince of Yan was only fifteen years old, and he was in command of the command, and he had killed the Quartet, and he took back the city in only half a year, and drove the Beidi people abroad, so he became famous at a young age.

Before the death of the first emperor, he also handed over the military power of the imperial court to Prince Yan, hoping that he could support the young emperor to sit on the throne.

And this place in front of him is the place where the emperor rewarded the prince of Yan for healing and recuperation after repelling the Beidi army in triumph that year.

This place is really clean, uninhabited, even the handymen and maids are strictly controlled, and they don't want to say a word, He Jiusheng stayed for a few days and couldn't be idle, every day he fished in the pond and released the fish to pass the time, and by the way, if there was a chance in the future, he must give the two green tea of the He family look good.

Speaking of this, He Jiusheng had a dramatic episode, reached out and patted the body of the koi fish he had just caught, sounding like he was slapping someone, "I swear to God that I will not let you two go!! ”

Hum! One day, she will personally slap Zhao Demon Po and He Qingli in the face, otherwise she will be really unhappy!

"Don't shoot it, keep shooting, the fish in my pool will become your meal."

He Jiusheng turned around, but saw a slender figure standing beside the rockery not far away and looking at himself, and the person who came was the owner of this villa - Song Yanjiao.

He took off the dark python robe he was wearing that day, and put on a clean and bright white robe, the robe was snow-white, spotless, loose on the inside and tight on the outside, and his hair was crowned with a fine flawless jade.

is very different from his solemn aura when he was dressed in black, and this appearance has a bit of a pure and cultivated aura that is far from the world.

At that time, He Jiusheng had already taken off his shoes, pulled the corners of his skirt, tied up his long sleeves, and was standing in the pond of Song Yanjiao's house with the image of a little peasant girl planting rice.

He Jiusheng stood in the pond for a long time without reacting, and looked at Song Yanjiao walking towards him, really embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, Song Yanjiao didn't mention how she practiced her own fish, but stretched out her hand, "Come on, it's not summer yet, and it's cold in the water." ”

It's good that he didn't take his lesson, He Jiusheng obediently crawled out of the pond, looked around, but there was no cloth to wipe the water, and was about to put his wet feet directly into his shoes, Song Yanjiao squatted down in front of her and wiped the water stains on her feet with the corners of her clothes.

After a while, her feet were clean, and there were some green watermarks on the peerless white clothes.

"Who provoked Miss He to be so angry and want to take those fish in my pond to steam anger?"

A playful smile tugged at his thin lips and asked with interest.

"When did you come? Every time it appears, it's like a ghost. He Jiusheng replied while putting down the corners of his skirt.

"What is a ghost?"

"Ghost ......" He Jiusheng realized that the ancient people probably didn't know this word, "Ghosts are ghosts, why are you always elusive." ”

"It's the first time I've heard this new word." Song Yanjiao raised her eyebrows.

"I know that you are the prince, according to the generation, I want to call you the emperor uncle, I'm sorry, I just look at those koi fish are very good-looking, I haven't seen such a big koi before, so I caught a few to see, but I didn't think about eating them."

He Jiusheng didn't like to beat around the bush with people the most, she thought that Song Yanjiao was probably passing by, and saw that she was tossing her pet, so she stepped forward to stop it.

Song Yanjiao glanced at the pond, then at her, and immediately understood, pursed her lips and smiled, "Those fish, it's okay." This king has come to you today to bring you a bottle of plaster. ”

"The girl's family cherishes her face the most, this king got a bottle of plaster from the imperial doctor, you apply it to the affected area every day before going to bed, and within half a month, you can be cured."

In his hand, he handed over a small cyan medicine cup, He Jiusheng opened it and smelled it, it was an outstanding fragrance of flowers, which was extraordinarily puffy, and there was no smell of medicine at all.

"Does it work?" He Jiusheng frowned and asked him suspiciously.

"If not, the king will give you half of his arm?" He asked rhetorically.

"That's unacceptable, for the sake of your half arm, I also have to finish this bottle of ointment carefully, carefully, and seriously!"

"That'll be fine." He lowered his eyes and said as if he remembered something, "Since this villa was given to me by the emperor, it stands to reason that I should ask, are you still used to living in this villa?" ”

"I'm used to it."

"Is there anything wrong with the slaves?"

"Nope."

"The cooks cook to your liking?"

"It's delicious, your cook here is really good." He Jiusheng recalled the braised pig's trotters at noon, and thought in his heart that he would have to ask Jing's mother to ask for another one from the kitchen for dinner later.

"The hot springs in the back mountain are naturally generated, and the scenery is very pleasant, have you ever been there?"

"I went, I took a bath, but the water was so hot that I was scalded out before I could put my leg in!"

He lowered his eyebrows again, and when he raised his eyes again, he said, "In that case, you can stay in peace." I heard that you love to read, there is a beautiful place in the east of Zhuangzi, and the book pavilion is there, if you have nothing to do, you can also go to read books and play the piano. ”

"Okay."

Song Yanjiao nodded, "This king still has official business, so let's go first." ”

The pitch-black eyes and He Jiusheng's upward perspective, like crystal obsidian, but something flickered in those eyes, which made people unable to grasp it.