Yu Shijie saw that Chen Qishan was stunned, took the folding fan in his hand, and knocked on the wooden window again and again.

The crisp voice instantly brought Chen Qishan back to his senses.

He raised his eyes and found that Yu Shijie was no longer looking at him.

The other party's side face is angular, but it is still ordinary and ordinary.

Only those dark and deep eyes, when looking at you, some dare not look directly. , can make you realize that this person should not be booed.

"Young Master Yu." Chen Qishan spoke up.

Yu Shijie, the crown prince and young master of the Western Liang Kingdom.

Although there is no prince in Xiliang Kingdom, the eldest prince often lives in the palace, and every month Yu Shijie, the prince and young master, will enter the palace to teach the eldest prince.

Finally hearing Chen Qishan's voice, Yu Shijie looked sideways, and a pair of eyes with a gentle smile stared at him lightly.

"Qishan, I haven't seen you for a while."

This sigh and affectionate words are in my ears, as if he and Chen Qishan are confidants and friends, telling them about the longing they haven't seen for a long time.

Chen Qishan knew that this was just a casual remark from the other party, if he really rushed to get closer, or even get closer, he would only get humiliation.

"Yes, Young Master Yu is busy with official business, not comparable to my idle duties."

Yu Shijie looked at Chen Qishan, who seemed to be wooden and soulless in front of him, and the smile in his eyes faded a little.

It's been two years, and this man doesn't seem to have changed much.

At the beginning, he saved people casually because he had never heard such a tragic and desperate voice.

Sitting in the carriage, he inadvertently lifted the tassel curtain and saw a scene that shocked him.

The young man's desperate eyes seemed to be filled with blood and tears, and his tragic roar made people listen to despair, but his face was not the slightest convincing.

It was the stubborn and desperate scene that made Young Master Yu feel compassion.

After saving the man, he called for the best doctor to treat him.

It's a pity that this man has no soul, like a walking corpse.

There are no emotions that made him feel compassion at the beginning.

In addition to being disappointed, Yu Shijie occasionally pays attention to this little person who has no background and is not worth mentioning his official position.

Watch him climb up step by step, and see the pay he wants to give in the right.

The smile on Yu Shijie's face completely subsided, and he beckoned to Chen Qishan again, "Come here." ”

Chen Qishan met his action like a summoning pet, lowered his eyes, raised his steps, and walked towards the other party step by step.

Before coming to the soft collapse, Chen Qishan stopped, he never raised his eyes, just stood quietly.

Yu Shijie leaned on the soft pillow, he saw Chen Qishan standing in front of him, and slowly sat up, the corners of his lips hooked up a gentle smile.

This smile, like his mask, is very flawless.

Yu Shijie stretched out his slender, perennial hand and gently lifted Chen Qishan's chin.

His smiling eyes were on a pair of indifferent and cold eyes.

In fact, although it is wooden, this person's eyes occasionally reveal different things.

Although Chen Qishan's face looked wooden, although he no longer had some smart emotions, his eyes were very attractive.

Occasionally, he will see the fear, rejection, coldness, and depression that surprises him.

Although Chen Qishan tried his best to hide it, Yu Shijie knew that the blood in his body still existed.

Just like the original roar of tragic despair, he didn't believe that this person was really calm and accepted his fate.

Chen Qishan's chin was lifted, as if full of other meanings, he did not resist.