Sincerity?

What sincerity?

It means that if you can't show sincerity, you won't use it?

After listening, the gloomy color on Yan Yiheng's face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

How do you want him to spread this?

If he were the same as before, he would not know how to speak.

But for him now, even if Qi Changrong says something more excessive, he can tell Yan Beichen along the way.

Although he can't directly question Yu Yan Beichen at the moment, he can also take this opportunity to express the anger in his heart, otherwise, in the depression day after day, he will drive himself crazy at some point.

What does it feel like to know that your closest brother has murderous intentions against you, but still have to smile at you?

It's probably helpless, but I have to laugh at the grievances.

Yan Yiheng was rarely relieved, but sighed quietly: "If the condition of cooperation is that he lets you break up with me, how should Brother Qi choose?" ”

Choose?

Hearing this, Qi Changrong glanced at him, and plucked the strings with his fingers: "He is a smart person, unlike you, he will not put forward meaningless conditions." ”

Yan Yiheng, who felt inexplicably despised: "......"

What's going on with this mentally retarded expression?

Is the gap between him and Yan Beichen really that big?

It's so angry.

But keep smiling.

After all, the person in front of him is not something he can mess with.

On the contrary, even if he is angry, he doesn't know who to be angry with.

Qi Changrong's words were very bland, not deliberately mocking, but narrating the facts.

If this is the truth, why should he be angry?

Yan Yiheng was silent for a long time, and had to agree with Qi Changrong's statement, and said dejectedly: "Brother Qi is right, I don't have much use value, and he naturally won't waste the opportunity to put forward conditions to Brother Qi on me." ”

With that, he got up.

While lowering his eyebrows, his expression was very calm.

While listening to the sound of the piano that has never been messed up from beginning to end, recalculate the value of the new calculation.

One step before stepping on the threshold, he finally couldn't help but stop, his Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, without looking back, and complained in a low voice:

"Brother Qi's words will be truthfully conveyed to him, and I hope Brother Qi will help me ask him a question at that time."

Qi Changrong took his hand back from the strings, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly: "Third prince, please speak." ”

"In his eyes, can more than ten years of brotherhood not be compared with the throne?"

When the words fell, Yan Yiheng gently pulled the corners of his lips and walked out with a full sourness.

After he left, Shi Xia walked into the piano room with a fruit plate, but saw Qi Changrong sitting in front of the lyre, and sighed with a complicated look in his eyes: "This third prince of Yan Kingdom is more stubborn than Gu imagined. ”

"The facts are in front of you, but if you don't hear the answer with your own ears, do you still not want to believe it?"

How can the friendship between people be easily spoken?

"Your Highness should not have met such a simple person as the Third Prince of Yan Kingdom for a long time." Shi Xia put the fruit plate on the empty table, and the appearance of the scholar Qi Changrong winked and smiled, and said mischievously: "Doesn't it feel very novel?" ”

"yes." Qi Changrong picked up the cut fruit and put it in his mouth, and his tone was as leisurely and indifferent as ever: "A person like him can live to adulthood in peace, it is really a miracle of the Yan Kingdom." ”

"Your Highness has lamented this question countless times."

"Yes, but every time I see him, his stupidity will always refresh Lonely's bottom line, and this emotion will naturally become deeper and deeper day by day."

Shixia: "......"

It's been a long time since I've seen His Highness's poisonous tongue.

Inexplicably a little nostalgic.

As long as it's not aimed at her, it's fine.

……

Yan Yiheng left Lanxin Lake and swaggered to the second prince's mansion in a golden carriage, which was quite swaggering on the way, almost attracting half of Cheng'an's attention.

However, everyone knows that the second prince and the third prince have an extraordinary relationship, and they have long been surprised by this scene, so they only raised their eyes to take a look, and then withdrew their gaze and stopped looking.

Seeing this, Yan Yiheng lifted the curtain of the car boredly, looking at the endless crowd and pulling his lips helplessly.

After a short time, the carriage stopped in front of the second prince's mansion.

From a distance, the porter saw the iconic carriage, which had already led people to wait at the foot of the steps.

After the carriage stopped, one person helped control the horse, and the other moved a small stool for Yan Yiheng to get off the carriage on foot.

The service was already extremely exquisite, Yan Yiheng was still picky, and said with disgust: "There is no cushion on the stool, and the king's feet are plain." ”

The so-called picking bones in eggs is nothing less than this.

The porter smiled and hurriedly promised: "When the third prince comes next time, the stool will be covered with thick cushions." ”

"Well, even if you know each other, this king will speak well for you in front of Brother Wang."

Yan Yiheng lifted his eyelids lightly and responded calmly, his unruly appearance made people hate itchy, but he didn't dare to offend.

The porter thanked him and hurriedly moved aside to make way of a wide road.

Surrounded by everyone, Yan Yiheng strode to the small Buddha hall of the Second Prince's Mansion.

In the Buddhist hall, irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter.

The porter stopped outside the Buddha hall, made a 'please' gesture, and bowed his head and said, "Three princes, please come in." ”

Yan Yiheng said half-jokingly: "Suddenly I have a feeling of going to the Hongmen banquet, you are really scared of this king." ”

Having said that, when the words landed, before the concierge had time to feel frightened, Yan Yiheng had already taken a step forward and stepped into the Buddhist hall with a fearless face.

The place that was once the most familiar now makes it uncomfortable for him to breathe.

Looking at the gray-robed man kneeling on the futon, Yan Yiheng suddenly took a deep breath, and after relieving the strong emotions in his heart, he changed into the face of the former hanger, the corners of his lips gently hooked a smile, and walked in calmly.

"Second brother."

Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Beichen flicked the fingers of the Buddha beads and paused, stood up with a long sleeve, looked back and said with a warm smile: "The third child is here." ”

With that, he turned around, lifted the bright yellow curtain not far away, and came to the small hall next to the Buddha hall for a while.

On the sandalwood table in the chapel, warm tea was already steaming.

Yan Yiheng followed behind Yan Beichen, and finally sat down opposite him, propped up one leg as usual, and then propped one hand on the table, finding the most comfortable position, and there were no rules at all.

Yan Yiheng didn't want to waste time, so he went straight to the point, took a sip of tea and said, "Why does the second brother want to see Prince Changrong?" ”

"The last time I played against Prince Changrong, I won or lost, I have been thinking about it for a long time, and it is rare to meet an opponent of equal strength, so I want to play against her again."

Yan Beichen's voice was flat, and what he said was not leaking.

He had already made an excuse, and now that he was suddenly asked, he didn't feel stupid at all, and he dealt with it calmly.

Yan Beichen's tone was a little helpless: "Second brother, you also know that Prince Changrong is confined in Lanyue Tower and is not allowed to go out, he must be very uncomfortable in his heart, you can't get any benefit if you come to the door like this." ”

"Really?" Yan Beichen smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "In this way, it is just right, that Prince Changrong has been grounded for many days, and I can just play against her to relieve boredom." ”

When it comes to this, he almost told Yan Yiheng directly that he can see this person, and he can see it if he doesn't see it.

Hearing this, Yan Yiheng pursed his lips unconsciously, and pretended to sigh helplessly: "Okay, okay, in fact, Prince Changrong had already guessed the second brother's intentions, not only did not refuse, but also welcomed it, but she had a word for me to tell the second brother." ”

Yan Beichen held the teacup in his hand and lifted his eyelids to look at him: "What words?" ”

"She asked the second brother to go with your sincerity." Yan Yiheng pretended to be stupid, suddenly smiled narrowly, and said lightly: "It seems that she has taken a fancy to a certain treasure in the Second Prince's Mansion, and she should want to win things by playing games." ”

"Second brother isn't afraid?"

"What are you afraid of, it's always my second prince's mansion, there are very few valuable objects, if there is something that the prince of the Jin Kingdom looks down on, it is my honor."

Yan Beichen took a sip of tea, did not show any abnormality, and then said: "Tell Prince Changrong for me, when I cross into the Lanxin Mansion, I will definitely bring a bet that satisfies her." ”

"That's very good." Yan Yiheng smiled heartily, as if he was finally relieved, and nodded to himself: "Second brother and Prince Changrong are both my confidants, and I don't want any dirty existence between you." ”

"The third brother has a high opinion of Prince Changrong?"

"She is of good character and graceful, and there is nothing unsatisfactory about her." Yan Yiheng began to talk nonsense without blinking, and said seriously: "These days, I have accompanied Prince Changrong to paint on the piano in Lanyue Tower every day, and the friendship is naturally different from ordinary people. ”

"Oh, really?"

"Of course." Yan Yiheng nodded: "Prince Changrong has superb piano skills, if there is a chance, the second brother must let her play the piano for you." ”

Fuqin ...... Ghosts.

Although Qi Changrong plays the piano at a fixed time every day, he never makes an exception for anyone, and deliberately strokes the piano to please him.

Yan Yiheng said seriously, and Yan Beichen couldn't refuse directly.

As soon as these words fell, he said directly: "Xiangyu has lived in the Second Prince's Mansion for more than half a month, and he often talks about you these days, why don't you see it today?" ”

In an instant, Yan Yiheng's words that he wanted to say goodbye were blocked in his throat.

Sun Xiangyu...... It is the most special existence in his heart.

He really loved her.

But now, this love has gradually changed.

He didn't know what attitude to use to face Sun Xiangyu when he knew that Yan Beichen had bad intentions.

She is innocent.

So did he.

Under Yan Beichen's gaze, he could barely keep the smile on his face.

For a long time, Yan Yiheng, who consciously couldn't hide his emotions, simply followed the sourness in his heart, stroked his forehead and sighed, and said with vinegar: "This girl has no conscience, and she didn't say that she took the initiative to go to Lanxin Mansion to take a look at me after leaving for many days, and if she doesn't see her, it's time to snub her." ”

Seeing this, the scrutiny in Yan Beichen's eyes faded and turned into indifference again.

"The reason why she is so arrogant is because you spoil her."

"Yes, so, second brother, don't worry, I will be responsible for my actions."