"Bang-"

Qingshan and Yanyun pushed the door in, and just saw the scene in front of them, the expressions of the two people were the same, and their eyes were round, as if they had seen something shocking.

Jiang Cailing was not angry and said to the two people standing outside, "What are you still standing there doing, quickly pull your master away for me!" ”

After ending a farce, Jiang Cailing wiped the marks on her forehead with her sleeve, looked at Su Qingcheng, who was deeply drunk, and had a sense of powerlessness to punch the cotton, took a deep breath, and only thought that she had been bitten by a dog.

glared at Qingshan and Yanyun fiercely, and warned, "None of you can say anything about today's events, understand?" ”

Qingshan and Yanyun glanced at each other and nodded yes.

Seeing this, Jiang Cailing no longer paid attention to the three people behind her, and strode out of the room.

……

The morning sun shone gently on his face, and Su Qingcheng woke up slowly, with a sharp pain in his head. Shaking his head, he seemed to have had a long dream, he dreamed of her mother, dreamed of the palace people who had bullied him, and finally dreamed of the girl eleven years ago.

He pretended to be a dream, and dropped a gentle kiss on the girl's eyebrows. But when he opened his eyes again, he found that the girl was He Ling'er's face.

"Your Highness, are you awake?" Qingshan walked to the room with a porcelain cup, "This is the decanting soup that his subordinates ordered the kitchen to make, His Highness shouldn't have such a pain in his head after drinking it." ”

Yes, he drank, and he drank with Jiang Cailing!

Su Qingcheng suddenly froze for a while, wouldn't that kiss not be a dream, but real...... Thinking of this, his eyes darkened, and he grabbed Qingshan's arm and asked in a deep voice, "How did I get back yesterday?" ”

Thinking of Jiang Cailing's eyes last night when she warned the two of them that they were going to eat people, Qingshan swallowed nervously, "It was the imperial concubine who lit the signal flare, and her subordinates and Yanyun took you back after seeing it." ”

In fact, Qingshan hid the kissing incident not just because he was afraid of Jiang Cailing, but because he knew that His Royal Highness was a single-minded person, if he knew that he actually kissed the imperial concubine, he was afraid that His Royal Highness would blame himself very much and feel very guilty about Mrs. Du, so Qingshan didn't say it.

"Really? What was she doing when you entered the room? ”

Forehead...... Princess, she's being pressed down by you.

Qingshan smiled, "At that time, the princess was complaining about how you drank all the wine, and she was ...... Yes, I'm kicking you, Yanyun and I can't look past it and pull away from the mother! ”

This is in line with Jiang Cailing's character. Su Qingcheng is relieved now, it turns out that he really just had a simple dream. After taking the sobering soup and drinking it all, he said to Qingshan, "Gu Jiming will leave in a few days, as the tenth prince of Chu State, do you think I should go to see this old man?" ”

"Your Highness, you and Gu Jiming have always been at odds, so there's no need to see him, right?"

"You don't understand." Su Qingcheng put down the medicine bowl in his hand, looked into the distance with his long narrow eyes, and said quietly, "There are no permanent enemies, only friends who cooperate together for the sake of interests." ”

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When he arrived at the post house, Su Qingcheng met a guy in coarse linen clothes, with a gray face and a probe to his brain, very suspicious. Su Qingcheng made a look, and the attendants around him quickly arrested this person.

"What do you do?"

The man lowered his head tightly, and said in a deliberately calm voice, "Back to His Royal Highness the Tenth, the little one is the one who helps." ”

"Kitchen help?" Su Qingcheng snorted coldly, holding the man's hand, a pair of white and slender hands did not have the slightest cocoon that worked all year round, but like a proud and expensive son, "Say, what kind of person are you!" Keep your head up! ”

The cloth man smiled, raised his head, and saw that under the coarse linen clothes there was an excellent appearance, and the black eyes like grapes were quite clever, and at first glance he was not an ordinary person. The man cocked his orchid fingers and said in a loud voice, "Your Highness is really sharp-eyed, and the small one is a person from the Golden Crow Pavilion, who came here to talk about Xiaoqu and talk about life with the benefactor, but that person already has a family background, so this kind of thing can only be disguised slightly." ”

While speaking, the cloth man's other hand was still teasing Su Qingcheng's palm affectionately.

It turned out to be a little girl, and he couldn't find anything wrong with the fine skin and tender meat, Su Qingcheng withdrew his hand with a little disgust between his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go." ”

The man laughed stupidly, "His Royal Highness Ten is really suave, if His Highness wants to change his taste, he can come to the Golden Crow Pavilion at any time......"

Qingshan looked at His Royal Highness's unkind face, frowned and said to the man, "Don't get out of here!" ”

Liu Minglou hurriedly walked out of the gate of the post house, and after leaving the sight of Su Qingcheng and the others, the soft color in his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he wiped his hands with the golden handkerchief in his arms in disgust, if it wasn't for avoiding Li Yan, he would have been blind to look at Su Qingcheng!

This is still Gu Jiming's idea for him, and he changes into this coarse linen clothes every day to go back and forth in and out of the post house, and his face is smeared with a few smears of dust, Li Yan must not be able to see it.

Besides, he came to Nan'an City under the pseudonym Liu'an, and Li Yan couldn't guess that Liu'an was Liu Minglou even if he was capable.

"Long time no see, little Ah Lou."

A smiling voice poured down from the top of his head, and as soon as Liu Minglou raised his head, he met a pair of slender eyes.

The blood in his whole body was almost flowing backwards, and Liu Minglou looked at the tall man in front of him in disbelief. Li Yan! How could he be here!

……

As soon as Su Qingcheng walked to the private room, he heard the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra music coming from the room, and Jiu Ge, who was standing outside the door, saw him coming, and he didn't see a surprised look, and invited him in with a smile.

Walking into the room, I saw that it was full of beautiful singers, playing the guqin pipa and the gonghou dong flute, Gu Jiming was sitting on a sandalwood chair with a jade face, his eyes closed, his slender fingers on his thighs tapping the rhythm, and all kinds of exquisite food and mellow wine were placed on the table in front of him, and he was as free as a fairy.

Su Qingcheng approached with his hands in his hands, showed some evil smiles, and said loudly: "Master Gu is really good Yaxing!" ”

Gu Jiming slowly opened his eyes, his obsidian-like eyes were as cold as snow, and he didn't see Fang Cai indulging in the look of the silk bamboo orchestra at all, his voice was slightly cold, and he waved his hand to the singer, "You all go out." ”

"Yes."

After everyone left, Gu Jiming raised his eyes and glanced at Su Qingcheng, his lips showed a touch of curvature, three points of warmth and seven points of detachment, and raised his hand to make a gesture of please sit, "The singer is happy, and the ten princes are smiling." ”

Gu Jiming will invite the singer to cheer up? Su Qingcheng naturally wouldn't believe it, if he really liked beauty, then the iron-walled Prime Minister's Mansion would have been arranged by him to spy on beautiful women a long time ago, so why wouldn't he be able to find out any news?

The corners of his red lips raised, and Su Qingcheng said quietly, "If Lord Gu feels that I am bored with the song and dance arranged by my Eighth Emperor Brother, I will refuse it directly, why do you listen to it." ”

"In some specific situations, choosing people or things you don't like to be around, His Royal Highness Ten should be more experienced than Gu." Gu Jiming raised his hand and picked up the plum blossom silver wine jug and poured it into Su Qingcheng's cup, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and said meaningfully, "Did you say yes?" ”

"I don't know what rumors Lord Gu heard, but since this prince and Lord Gu are old acquaintances, I still hope that Lord Gu will not embarrass me in the future."

"The Great Zhou is located in the Central Plains, and it is the head of the five countries, so naturally it will not take the initiative to embarrass the small border countries, and His Royal Highness Ten is too worried. However, Hao Zhou and other three cities were leased by the two emperors when they were alive, and they were asked to borrow and repay them after the expiration of ten years. ”

Su Qingcheng always felt that Gu Jiming had something to say from the beginning, but he didn't know why this Gu Jiming used secret words to scold him. However, you can't lose your temperament, Su Qingcheng hooked his lips and smiled, raised his hand and drank all the wine in the cup, and the wine flowing out of the corners of his lips slid down his graceful jaw and slid over the Adam's apple, indescribably chic and wanton.

After a glass of wine, Su Qingcheng inadvertently looked sideways at the long window of the vermilion lacquer floor, but saw a familiar picture scroll on the empty wall next to the long window.

The maple leaves are dyed, and the large area of red makes the whole picture look very gorgeous, and the picture scroll is particularly eye-catching is a tall man under the maple tree, wearing a white shirt and a light shirt, cold as a fairy, standing with his hands in his hands, and looking into the distance with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

He seems to have seen this painting somewhere...... When Su Qingcheng was about to take a closer look, Gu Jiming stood up leisurely, just blocking his vision, and his warm voice was filled with displeasure, "I wonder if His Royal Highness Ten is curious about the room of the true appearance?" ”

The gods are mysterious, and there must be ghosts in them. Gu Jiming didn't want him to see it, so he had to see it today!

"Lord Gu is really leisurely and elegant, and he has not forgotten to paint Danqing when he goes to other countries, and he really admires it, and he doesn't mind that this prince wants to appreciate the real Danqing of his lord."

"That painting is a small portrait of the original self-painting, although the painting is not as good as the original appearance, but the style is still there, bright and clear, bright as the moon, I am afraid that His Royal Highness will be ashamed of himself and depressed after seeing it. His Royal Highness is so noble, if he hurts his body because of the small portrait of his true appearance, wouldn't this destroy the diplomatic relations between Zhou and Chu, so His Royal Highness still doesn't look at it. ”

Saying that, Su Qingcheng turned his head sideways and instructed Jiu Ge, who couldn't help but twitch his shoulders with a smile, "Jiu Ge, don't take the painting down quickly." ”

"Yes, sir." Jiu Ge pretended to be serious, quickly removed the painting, and when he turned around, he saw Su Qingcheng's iron-blue face, his shoulders trembled very violently, and he couldn't help but smile and said to Su Qingcheng, "Please forgive Your Highness the Tenth, we adults are used to speaking out, so we will always tell some hurtful facts." ”

Su Qingcheng watched the master and servant sing and harmonize, as if they had been rehearsed. Demon Ye smiled slightly on his face, and said with a smile, "The fat powder of our Chu country has always been quite famous among the five countries, it is better for this prince to let the singers and dancers in the palace choose some well-used rouge gouache to borrow flowers and offer Buddha to the adults, I believe that the adults will naturally be more graceful at that time." ”

Su Qingcheng also smiled and refused, "Applying rouge gouache is like a person who reads hard and believes that diligence can make up for his clumsiness, but he doesn't know that his innate qualifications are already destined, and his writing is mortal." Those rouge gouaches were left for His Highness to use well. ”

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