It was already autumn, and there was a dryness in the air, Song Yun was wearing Qin Jingnan's robe, standing in the imperial garden, looking towards the clear spring under the bridge.

I originally wanted to go back to the Tingwei Mansion, but this father disappeared suddenly, and (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) was also killed by Song Zi.

I thought that this Song Renju was going to follow Qin Shihao, but I heard the informant report that he had found Qin Shihao's trace near the Xiongnu, but there was no one else on the side, and it seemed that this Song Renju should have gone somewhere else.

But this Song Renju suddenly said goodbye, Song Yun still couldn't accept it for a while, maybe this father was still angry with himself, thinking, Song Yun sighed helplessly.

Now he followed Qin Jingnan to the palace, and he lived in Leyang Palace on weekdays, originally Song Yun wanted to go to the Shizi Mansion he was most familiar with, but he had already been burned clean by himself.

At that time, the two brothers Qin Jingnan and Qin Shihao were still fighting for the world outside, and there were not many people in the palace in the first place, until half of the Shizi's Mansion was burned, and everyone found out that it was too late to put out the fire.

"What are you thinking?" Qin Jingnan suddenly spoke.

Song Yun smiled, shook his head slightly, turned sideways, and looked at Qin Jingnan who was standing in front of him not far away, he had now changed from a python robe to a dragon robe.

A black robe is tied with a black cloth belt, (body shēn) roams around Kowloon, and the cuffs are specially made of satin, but it looks low-key but not luxurious, and the dragon and phoenix jade pendant around the waist sways gently with the pace.

Holding a folding fan in his hand, he simply wrote four words on it, "Qingfeng Xu Lai", the pen is vigorous and powerful, it doesn't look like a small family pen, it seems that it should be Qin Jingnan's own inscription.

"Are you still used to living in the palace?" The folding fan in Qin Jingnan's hand swayed slightly, and he slowly stepped forward and sat next to Song Yun (身shēn), and asked softly, Song Yun smiled and nodded.

I don't know if it's Qin Jingnan's illusion, I always feel that Song Yun doesn't seem to be very happy in this palace, and he obviously took the plate from the Tingwei Mansion to the palace, but Song Yun likes to sit in a daze in this imperial garden every day.

Zhaoyang, a servant girl who followed her since she was a child, originally wanted to add more maids to her, but Song Yun refused.

At this time, Song Yun pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time, as if he had stopped talking, seeing that Song Yun was finally willing to take the initiative to speak, Qin Jingnan couldn't mention how happy he was.

"The courtiers are brave, why did Your Majesty not follow the agreed time, but took a risk and acted half an hour in advance?" Song Yun looked at Qin Jingnan's expectant expression, thought about it, and asked.

When Qin Jingnan heard this question, he was stunned at first.

His thoughts were pulled to half a month ago, originally he had agreed with Song Yun at an hour, as long as he waited until noon, a large number of his troops and the soldiers and generals in the hands of the Tai Lieutenant could sneak in secretly and take down Qin Shihao in one fell swoop.

But he chose to stop at the gate when the two of them had not yet entered the city gate, and he blocked Song Yun's way into the palace, Qin Jingnan

After thinking about it, he looked into Song Yun's eyes.

"I can't bear it." As soon as these three words were spoken, Song Yun tilted his head slightly, what does this thing have to do with unbearable? Song Yun almost said casually, "What?" Speaking out, looking at Song Yun's face without understanding, it was also very good (love).

He secretly observed Song Yun's face (情qíng), but at this time, Song Yun turned his head, and Qin Shihao hurriedly pinned his head to the side, wanting to miss this look.

Even if he was not discovered by Song Yun, but this Qin Jingnan's face didn't know if it was the fire in the sky or what, his whole face was red, he hurriedly cleared his throat, turned around in embarrassment, and said: "The Buddha said: Don't say, don't say." I still have something to do, so you should go back sooner. ”

As he spoke, he smiled, turned (body shēn) and left, Han Yue also hurriedly stepped forward, bowed to Song Yun, and left, I don't know if it was my own illusion, I always felt that this cold moon's table (情qíng) was a little weird, as if he was smiling but not laughing, (body shēn) behind Zhaoyang saw the two people walking away, and then opened the conversation.

"Miss, you can die slave." Zhaoyang said with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel.

At this time, Song Yun was aggrieved, and she didn't know what was wrong, as if she was being targeted by the whole world, she turned her head to look at Zhaoyang, and wanted her to give an answer.

"Miss, you really don't understand?" Zhaoyang looked at Song Yun's table (情qíng), as if he really didn't know anything, and then asked, Song Yun didn't know what he should know, thought about it, and shook his head gently.

Looking at the appearance of his own young lady, Zhao Yang Bu (forbidden jìn) sighed, this young lady, since the last time she was kidnapped, the whole person has been a lot more shrewd, but I don't know why, when I encountered a feeling (情 qíng) thing (情 qíng) is still so nervous.

"Your Majesty, I like you, Miss." Zhaoyang couldn't hold back anymore and spoke.

As soon as he heard Zhaoyang's words, Song Yun's eyes suddenly widened, and he hurriedly covered Zhaoyang's mouth, now it is not as good as before, in the past, he could still call Qin Jingnan a brother and sister, and even trick him into eating things that are mutually restrictive.

Now that he has shaken (身shēn) and become the Ninety-Five Honor, this kind of thing is naturally not allowed to be said nonsense, I am afraid that the wall has ears, and his own life is not guaranteed.

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!" Song Yun said, and gently poked Zhaoyang's little brain melon with his finger, this girl, next year she will be younger than herself, what is she thinking about all day long?

But originally Zhaoyang didn't care, but Song Yun said that he was reluctant to talk nonsense, so he hurriedly came up with evidence.

"Miss, this is not nonsense, (love) a person's eyes are full of stars and seas, you look at the eyes of Your Majesty looking at you, this (love) is going to overflow from the eyes." As soon as these words were spoken, Song Yun's heart did not (forbidden jìn) chuckle.

Recalling the way Qin Shihao looked at himself in the past, and then thinking about the way Qin Jingnan looked at himself, it was really different, it looked like it might really be like what Zhaoyang said.

When you look at it, your eyes are full of stars and seas?

Back in the palace, Qin Jingnan drank two cups of herbal tea violently, his heart slammed like a deer, and he went to the ground violently

I took a breath and slowly spit it out, wanting to calm my heart, I picked up the fold in my hand and reviewed it.

But with this vermilion in hand, Qin Jingnan waited for a long time and didn't put down the pen, just staring at the words on the fold blankly, but he couldn't really read a word.

Looking at Qin Jingnan's appearance, the cold moon behind (body shēn) sneered, when had he ever seen the prince like this, Qin Jingnan, who was still stunned, was instantly pulled back by his smile.

(End of chapter)