Back in Xiangfu, Linghu will feel very relaxed.

Linghu stayed in Xiuying's yard for a while, exchanged a few words with Aunt Zhao, and then returned to his yard.

"That's what it feels like to be at home." Leaning back in his rocking chair, he said with his eyes closed.

"It's been a long time since I've been back, and it feels so kind." Fang Ling also sat down and said.

"yes, it's better to have your own home." Linghu enjoys the afternoon sun.

"Isn't the palace bad?" Cen Junhan didn't know when he appeared behind the spirit fox.

"Lord Wang." Fang Ling heard Cen Junhan's voice and hurriedly got up.

Cen Junhan nodded, and Fang Ling consciously retreated.

"Why are you here? Finished talking to my dad and big brother? Linghu glanced back at Cen Junhan and turned back.

"There's nothing to talk about. Let's talk about what's happened recently. Cen Junhan sat on the chair next to him, looked at Linghu and asked, "Isn't the palace as good as the prime minister's mansion?" ”

"Everything in the palace is good, but there is a lack of warmth." Linghu still likes his own small yard.

Cen Junhan glanced around, and he still looked like he was coming back, obviously someone was cleaning every day. The yard is full of peach trees. The swings and reclining chairs in the courtyard are all available, and it is really comfortable to watch. It can be seen that the owner of the courtyard treats this villa very carefully.

"If you're homesick, you can come back at any time." Cen Junhan also likes this kind of garden in his heart.

"How can anyone always run to his mother's house, isn't it a joke." Linghu smiled, if this is modern, there is nothing to eat, but in ancient times, the girl who married out was the water that was spilled, how could there be a reason to always run to her mother's house.

"This king can accompany you back." Cen Junhan raised his eyebrows, "In this way, who dares to say anything?" ”

"Lord Wang, you have a lot of opportunities, how can you have time to accompany me." The rocking chair that Linghu was leaning on paused and continued.

"As long as you want, this king will do what he says." Cen Junhan promised.

"Then thank you in advance." Linghu shrugged his shoulders and smiled. Obviously, he didn't believe Cen Junhan's words very much.

Cen Junhan frowned, and did not speak, since he said it, he would naturally do it. Whether she believes it or not.

Linghu didn't speak, and the two sat quietly for a while, drinking tea and basking in the sun.

"It's nice to live like this, and it would be nice if we could always do it like this." Linghu said softly.

Cen Junhan didn't answer, but he didn't deny it either. Now it seems to be the calm before the storm. Now, it looks very peaceful, but in fact, they are secretly plotting. This kind of silence didn't last long.

The two of them just leaned back in their chairs quietly, their eyes closed. From a distance, the two of them are as perfect and quiet as they come out of a painting.

It didn't take long for Linghu to lean on a chair and enter the dream. Cen Junhan heard Linghu's breathing gradually stabilize and knew that she was asleep.

As soon as she got up, Fang Ling came over.

Fang Ling was just about to speak, but Cen Junhan made a silent gesture. Fang Ling had no choice but to retreat silently, and Cen Junhan picked up the spirit fox and entered the bedroom.

After arranging the spirit fox, Cen Junhan came out, "What's the matter?" ”

"The lord asked the prince and the princess to go to dinner." Fang Ling replied.

"You stay and take care of her, and this king will pass." After saying that, Cen Junhan went out.

"Lord Wang, where is Shu'er?" Xiao Tianyuan saw Cen Junhan who came in alone.

"I just fell asleep, so I didn't bother her." In the past two days, she hasn't slept well, Cen Junhan doesn't want to disturb her, let's talk about it when she wakes up.

"That's right. Then let's eat first. Later, Shu'er woke up, and then ordered someone to send it over. Xiao Tianyuan nodded and said.

It wasn't until evening that the spirit fox woke up. It was already dark outside, and Linghu looked around, when did he come to bed.

Linghu sat up slowly, "When did you fall asleep?" I slept so dead. ”

"Jingshu, you're awake." Fang Ling saw the spirit fox who got up and came over and said.

"When did I get out of bed?" Linghu stretched.

"You fell asleep on a chair outside, and the prince carried you in."

"It seems that I haven't slept well in the past two days, and I slept so hard." Linghu didn't feel it at all.

As soon as Cen Junhan arrived at the door, he heard Linghu's voice, "Awake?" ”

"Hmm." Linghu nodded.

"Fang Ling, go prepare some food and send it over." Cen Junhan thought that Linghu hadn't eaten anything for a day, so he turned around and ordered.

"Yes."

"I don't really want to eat yet." The spirit fox had just woken up, and he was not very hungry yet.

"You haven't eaten anything all day, and when Fangling brings it, you can eat some more." Cen Junhan sat on the chair next to him.

It didn't take long for Fang Ling to come in with a large food box.

Fang Ling laid out the food, and the smell of rice really made Linghu feel a little hungry.

"So much, I'm not going to finish eating." Linghu said this, but his hand didn't stop.

Cen Junhan and Linghu stayed in the Prime Minister's Mansion for a few days, and they did not return to the palace until the day before the last dynasty. This may be the longest-time home.

Cen Junhan also did what he said, saying that he gave himself some time, and he really didn't come to himself again these days except for three meals a day. The spirit fox was in his yard, staying leisurely.

It's really laid-back, but Linghu's heart is always empty, always cranky.

"Whew~" Linghu took a deep breath and got up to change his clothes. I'm going to practice my skills in the yard, but it's been idle and moldy these days.

"Jingshu. I want to practice with you. "Every time the spirit fox finishes handing over Fang Ling, he leaves, and he hasn't learned yet. This is finally a chance, how could I miss it, Fang Ling ran over with great interest.

"Okay. Don't cry if you lose. Linghu shook his wrist.

"No, come on." Fang Ling wanted to know how she had practiced.

"Come on, I'll let you do a few tricks first." Linghu looked at Fang Ling, who was eager to try, and said with a smile.

It can only be said that there is a huge difference in strength, Fang Ling didn't carry a single move, and she was quickly defeated.

"Hey, it seems that I'm not a martial arts practitioner at all." Fang Ling, who was still in high spirits just now, is now sad.

"Where are you now, so fast to lose faith?" Linghu came over and said, "Compared to others, you are already very good. I can't remember this martial arts. ”

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then if I continue to practice, I will definitely be the same as Jingshu you." Fangling is also easy to coax, and it will be good again soon.

In the afternoon, Cen Junhan suddenly came to Qinqing Garden.

"The prince came to me today, but what's the matter?" Linghu saw Cen Junhan coming in and asked.

"Tomorrow's Shangyuan Festival, do you want to enter the palace?" Cen Junhan asked.

"Can you still not go?" Linghu was stunned by the question.

"You can go as long as you want." Cen Junhan had already explained to the emperor that he would not enter the palace on the Shangyuan Festival this time. The reason why I asked Linghu was to see what she thought.

"Then it's better not to go. Listening to Fang Ling, the Lantern Festival in the capital is particularly lively. If you can not go to the palace, wouldn't it be better to go out and play. "Linghu naturally doesn't like to enter the palace.

"Okay." The corners of Cen Junhan's mouth were slightly hooked, and a good-looking arc was raised.

Linghu looked at Cen Junhan's smile, inexplicably wonderful, I don't know what he is happy about.

Of course, Linghu wouldn't know that Cen Junhan was just happy because he felt that he thought of her together.

On the way Cen Junhan left Qinqing Garden and returned to his dormitory, he still had that good-looking smile. Thinking of having the opportunity to be alone with Linghu, Cen Junhan was in a good mood.

It seems that Cen Junhan himself didn't realize it, but the people who passed by, seeing Cen Junhan like this, were about to fall off in shock.

The current Cold King is no longer the Cold King who made people avoid it before. The only one who can change all this is their Han princess.

"Don't you feel it?" Xiao Si looked at Cen Junhan who was far away, and asked the maid next to him?

"Feel what?" The maid was a little confused.

"I feel that spring has arrived in the Han King's Mansion." Xiao Si nodded, and said thoughtfully, "You look at the proud appearance of King Han's spring breeze, the only one who can make the prince feel so good is Princess Han." ”

"That seems to be what you're talking about. I had never seen the prince in such a good mood before. To say that this cold princess is really amazing. The maid also nodded, "If this continues, the good days of our subordinates are coming soon." I only hope that the prince and the princess can continue to be like this, and then we can have a lot of good lives. ”

On the evening of the second day, Cen Junhan and Duying came to Qinqingyuan on time.

"Packed up?" Cen Junhan asked.

"Alright, let's go." Linghu and Fang Ling changed their clothes and came out.

The four of them walked on the lively street, and the bustling crowd stood at the gate of the capital, waiting to open the box and fire the cannon.

When the hour came, there was a "bang", and the flowers bloomed in the sky.

The crowd, both adults and children, kept cheering, it was really lively.

After the salute, they began to walk around and juggle. Their appearance is really exquisite, some pretend to be Taoist priests carrying brushes, and some pretend to be Maitreya Buddha with a bald head and bulging belly. They walk in the crowd and occasionally bring out small gifts for the children around them.

Linghu sees this prosperous scene in his eyes, only when the country is peaceful, the people will have such a beautiful day.

"There's a lantern." Fang Ling and Duying walked behind Linghu and Cen Junhan, and saw the lanterns not far away.

"Let's go and have a look." Linghu looked at Cen Junhan and said.

Make your way through the crowd and come to the lantern stall.

"It's so pretty." Fang Ling sighed.

"yes, it's so delicate." Linghu looked at the lantern in front of him.

"Boss, I want these two lanterns." Duying received Cen Junhan's gaze and stepped forward to say.

"Okay." An old uncle at the stall took down two lanterns.

Most of the lantern festivals are young men and women, and there are some literati who chant poems here.

Linghu looked at the works one by one below, to be honest, there are really a lot of good works. Linghu looked at it seriously, pointed to one of the words, and said, "This word is really good." ”

"But that's it." Cen Junhan didn't think it was that good.

Linghu glanced at him, he is really a proud guy, is it difficult to praise others?

Cen Junhan had a dark face and pulled the spirit fox away, "You like calligraphy and painting, go back to this king and give you a few." ”

"I'll just praise people a few words, are you there?" Linghu couldn't break away from Cen Junhan's hand and said.

"As for. Thou shalt not boast in the presence of this king. Besides, that word is not half as good as this king. Cen Junhan looked back at the spirit fox.

"Okay, okay, you're right. You can let it go. Linghu said helplessly, this guy is like a child.