"A small penalty is enough." Concubine Liu Guifei put down the porcelain bowl at the bottom, leaned on his arms, and her fingers turned in small circles on his chest, "You were reluctant to be punished a little before, and now you shouldn't spoil your friendship because of the saint...... Why don't you copy books with Rong'er and them? ”

"There are some things you don't understand." The king's eyes narrowed, if it weren't for the fact that there were still a few old things still alive, he would definitely ...... Wang Shang stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, picked her up, and walked to the diverticulum in the back, "Then I see how the concubine behaves." ”

Liu Guifei's face suddenly turned red, and her little hand beat his chest: "I hate it~"

After a beautiful night, the king was refreshed and pardoned Ouyang Yu, who had been beaten by the board.

Chen Ling fell asleep in vigilance, and when he woke up, it was already daylight, and when he turned over, he saw that Chen Zhuyuan was lying on the soft couch with his hands on the pillow.

Even if he was a little moral, he didn't sneak attack. Chen Ling thought secretly, and then coughed.

Chen Zhuyuan opened his eyes and looked at her beautiful face, with an extra sense of crisis. He got up and walked to the side of the bed, with thick dark circles mixed with exhaustion: "Lingling, in your heart, am I important or the seventh brother important?" ”

She was slightly stunned, suddenly flashed her eyes, and pulled the corners of her lips: "Why do you ask like this?" "Of course, Ouyang Yu is more important!

Seeing this, Chen Zhuyuan believed the eighth prince even more: "What is so good about him?!" ”

Chen Ling couldn't help frowning, not knowing what nerve he was making: "At least it's better than you." For example, last night, I was in trouble, he could deceive Wang Sang to exonerate me, do you dare? Another example is the case of the prison, he also went to prison or even escaped from prison for me, do you dare? …… You didn't dare to do anything, you never helped me, why should I think you are more important? ”

Every sentence is true, but the prince is so angry that the top of his head is angry, his hands are clenched, he really wants to wash this woman's brain, and wipe out all the things related to Ouyang!

He wanted to find someone to kill Ouyang Yu and disappear directly!

In the end, Chen Zhuyuan flicked his long sleeves, his exquisite face was full of haze, and his voice became even thicker: "Prince Ben will definitely become the most important man in your heart!" ”

With that, he rushed out in a rage.

Immediately afterwards, Ju'er came in and told Chen Ling that the king had pardoned them.

Chen Ling was overjoyed, changed into a skirt, got into a carriage, and ran to the palace.

Poor Ouyang Yu was lying on the bed, still taking a nap, and was woken up by her intrusion, but secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Let her in." ”

As soon as Chen Ling walked in, he smelled a strong smell of medicine, and then saw that his buttocks were wrapped in a large bag of medicinal herbs: "Is it serious?" This is the gold sore medicine that the Tai Hospital asked for, and it is said to be the best...... Don't lie in the future, I can handle it myself. ”

With that, she placed a small porcelain vase on the bedside table. It was her best backup pill, and it was all there was to it.

The corners of Ouyang's mouth couldn't help but rise: "Why don't you expose this king on the spot?" ”

"Am I stupid?" She could answer with her buttocks, "The crime of bullying the king is even the nine clans." Without you, I can't do it alone. ”

Ouyang nodded slightly: "Fortunately, the king is kind and forgives you and me." ”

Chen Ling couldn't be happy, and had doubts: "This is strange." Why did the king suddenly pardon him? Has anyone interceded? What is the purpose? ”

"Last night, Concubine Liu personally boiled bird's nest and waited in the imperial study all night." Ouyang Yu lay on the bed, looking at her face, there was still a little bit of last night's makeup, "The eighth prince also invited the prince to play chess in the imperial garden for an hour. ”

Chen Ling's eyes widened and he analyzed, "The eighth prince begged his mother Liu Guifei to go to the king to intercede!" But why did he ......?"

Ouyang Yu suddenly reached out and patted her head, and then hooked her skin downward, causing her to retreat, her face flushed slightly: "This king has already made a situation for you, and it is up to you how to do it...... If handled properly, the king will be able to escape. ”

Only then did Chen Ling understand that she had become his pawn, and his heart suddenly woke up, but it didn't take long for her to calm down, and her eyes flashed: "After the matter is completed, I want a new identity, a new identity that can survive in the world in a bright and majestic way." ”

Ouyang Yu looked at her eyes, sincere and resolute, and couldn't help but be spoiled: "If you can get out, this king will take you back to the fiefdom." Whatever reward you want, this king will give you as much as he can. ”

"Really?"

Ouyang Yu said very seriously: "You have no jokes. "It's just that Ji Lu is in sight, I don't know if she can break her fate before this......

"Deal!"

In the afternoon of the same day, Chen Ling was summoned to the palace and came to the library pavilion. At this time, Chen Zhurong was copying books.

"Thank you to the eighth prince for yesterday's events." She saluted to the eighth prince, her eyebrows and eyes crooked, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Chen Zhurong's face was slightly guilty: "It's also the king's fault." I came back in a hurry last night, but I was caught by my father and forced to tell you the news. ”

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed: "It's the prince, you......"

Chen Zhurong immediately said: "No, no! It was Yu Shilang who first told his father, and then his father forced me to ask me. This prince did not dare to deceive the king, so he had to tell him honestly. ”

"It's because I'm playful, so I have to go there to join in the fun." With that, she sat on the couch, took the pen and began to practice calligraphy.

Before the incense arrived, a boy ran over with a string of sugar gourds in his hand: "Brother, look! This stuff is delicious! ”

When Chen Zhurong saw Chen Zhuxiang, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he hugged him in his arms: "Lily bought it for you again?" ”

"yes!" Chen Zhuxiang tilted his head and looked, "Eh, who is this person?" Kind of familiar. ”

Chen Ling also tilted his head to look at him, his fleshy little face was inlaid with delicate facial features, and his big eyes were so bright that he was cute: "The little prince looks exquisite, like a porcelain doll!"

Chen Zhu thought about it, raised his head proudly and said, "That's!" Everyone said that Prince Ben looked the most like the Queen Mother, and of course he was good-looking! …… Sister Lily, come here! ”

With that, he beckoned to the door.

A palace maid came in from outside, and said only to the letter: "Little prince, the eighth prince is still copying books, so it is inconvenient to disturb." How about we go to the Royal Garden to play hide and seek? ”

Since Lily entered the Liufei Palace the day before yesterday, she hated to please Chen Zhuxiang and was happy, and soon became one with him. Now that she said this, Chen Zhuxiang came out of the arms of the eighth prince, took her hand and walked out: "Hide and seek is not fun, I want to play chess!"

"Yes...... The eighth prince, the slave and maid retired. With that, Lily gave a salute.

Chen Zhurong glanced at the little prince, and then waved his hand: "Go." ”

Seeing that the two of them were getting farther and farther away, Chen Ling said curiously: "This palace maid is quite pleasing to the little prince." ”

Chen Zhurong pulled out a trace of the corners of his mouth, flicked his sleeves lightly, and lowered his eyes with a slight coldness: "It's just fresh for a while...... If you don't like copying scriptures, go find something interesting to read, and this prince can help you copy them. ”

Chen Ling smiled slightly, got up and took five or six travelogue books: "I'm tired of the eighth prince." ”