Chen Yi and the crown prince must have met.

Chen Ying immediately made the above judgment.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince rarely goes out to banquets, and high-level palace banquets, unemployed girls like Chen Yi, are usually not allowed to participate, unless they get a special invitation.

That is to say, the meeting between Chen Yi and the crown prince should have happened under some accidental conditions, and the time should not be too far away.

Involuntarily, Chen Ying remembered Chen Lu's changes in the past half a month.

Since he participated in the birthday banquet of Xingjibo Mansion, Chen Yi has been different from before, sentimental, unrelenting, and always seems to have something on his mind.

It's just that Chen Ying never thought that Chen Lu's heart was actually the prince.

"Is Your Highness still ahead?" Chen Yi's words rang out, interrupting Chen Ying's thoughts.

Chen Ying said, "Yes." Your Highness is now talking to your grandfather and grandmother in the Zhengqi Hall, and when I left, Your Highness had not left. ”

Chen Yi nodded with half-lowered eyes, his toes gently rubbed against the brick floor, his face became more and more red, and he pinched the handle of the fan and turned around, like a windmill blown by the wind.

His Royal Highness the Prince's spring breeze has touched the hearts of many daughters.

He ...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...... Is there a ...... with you? Ask me? Chen Lu's voice was lighter than a mosquito humming, if it weren't for Chen Ying's good ear power, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear it clearly.

"Your Highness didn't ask about the big sister." She replied that she didn't ask about the origin of this statement at all, nor did she think about whether it was in accordance with the rules, and replied very officially: "I didn't say a few words with His Highness, mainly my grandfather was talking." ”

When Chen Yi heard this, his face suddenly turned red to the base of his neck, and he bit his lip and said, "Sister, you can be quiet, don't ...... Don't let anyone hear. ”

"No, I'm not loud." Chen Ying's answer was still straight, and he didn't bend a single bend.

Chen Yi let out a "hmm", stood there for a long time, and then asked in a thin voice, "Your Highness...... Is it thin, or is it ...... Fat? ”

The further down the question, the more selfish it becomes.

If Chen Ying was a girl from the Guogong Mansion, she should stop it at this time, or use his words to open the topic, or use the vision and insight of the traverser to vaguely warn Chen Yi and make her break off this thought.

But she didn't.

Two lives and three memories have fundamentally changed her perspective on things.

Chen Yi only asked a few questions, and did not come to ask Chen Ying's opinion, nor did he make more or more outrageous moves.

In fact, even if she had more outrageous behavior, Chen Ying did not think that she was qualified to interfere.

She Chen Ying is not a god, and she does not have the ability to predict the future, so why should she interfere in other people's lives?

It is true that she has more experience than her peers, and she also has the vision and insight of a traveler. But the more this is the case, the less she should be from a high position to point fingers at others.

Chen Yi was not wrong.

A girl who is just beginning to fall in love, she has a lovesickness for a handsome young man, what's wrong?

What is wrong is clearly this era of cannibalism with feudal etiquette.

"Big sister, forgive me, I didn't notice whether His Highness was fat or thin." Chen Ying finally said, still giving the most direct answer.

Chen Yi said "um", his face was already as red as fire, so he raised the fan and half-hid it, and said softly: "I know, third sister...... Never laugh at me. ”

Chen Ying said: "The eldest sister asked me a question, and I answered what I knew, and it was not a big deal." So much for. ”

Seeing her face, Chen Luo felt that she seemed to be a little too hypocritical, but then she felt that Chen Ying's behavior was somehow very embarrassing.

"My sister is still young, and she doesn't understand it yet." She said softly, putting down the fan, her face was no longer as red as Fang Cai, but the smile on her lips was very sweet.

Even though she couldn't meet "him" in person, she heard from him and knew that he was sitting in the front yard, no more than a hundred steps away from her.

Just like that, the joy in her heart was overflowing.

It turns out that the so-called joy in the poem is so simple that you don't even need to let the pair know, as long as you know your heart, you are happy enough.

Chen Yi took a step forward and took Chen Ying's hand, the smile on his face was still sweet: "I'll go back with my sister, I want to talk to my sister more." ”

Looking at her happy smiling face, Chen Ying couldn't say anything to refuse, so the two sisters walked around the verandah hand in hand.

The sunlight filtered through the dense vines, and the unknown fragrance of flowers wafted from the corridor, and the girl's steps were light and soft, as if she were stepping on her own heart, rejoicing, wandering, and gone......

At the beginning of the afternoon of the next day, Pei Shu sent his own punishment to the government and went to the Siyi Hall as promised.

As soon as I turned out of the alley of Donglou Lane, I saw a delicate car parked outside the door of the hall, with a green oil wall, and two horses with smooth fur, although not ostentatious, but there was a very restrained and rich atmosphere.

"Miss Chen San must have arrived." Lang Tingyu, who was following along, said, and secretly looked at Pei Shu with his eyes.

Pei Shu sighed, stretched out a finger and poked the green hat on his head, and the raised eyebrow seemed to be able to pierce the sky: "What a big sun!" What a temper to make an offer at this time! ”

After that, he shook his head and sighed.

Lang Tingyu didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth turned to the side.

If you think this or that, don't come if you have the ability, didn't you run over again?

Death wants to save face, and his mouth is so hard that he can't control his legs. The awkward temperament of their little marquis, I really don't know who to follow.

Chen Ying stood in front of the window of the private room on the second floor, across the white sunlight of the street, through the remaining shade of the willows, looking at the two downstairs, looking a little stunned.

This was her fourth meeting with Pei Shu.

And just last night, she finally figured out something.

His voice, she had heard.

In the dream, Mr. Detective spoke to others in such a voice.

At the beginning of recalling this, Chen Ying's feeling was extremely strange.

She actually heard her own voice in the depths of her memory from the body of others.

Then, she spent almost half an morning thinking about this question, and finally came to a conclusion:

The extra memories that came out of plain office probably didn't belong to her.

She was sure that she hadn't really lived as a man, and she only remembered the two deaths.

In this case, the scene that appeared in her dream, or the world she perceived from a first-person perspective, was probably an illusion that had been alienated by the distorted effect of the dream.

It is highly likely that she is not the dominant person in that world, but only a bystander, and because she participates in it, she unconsciously changes places in her dreams.

At the moment, it seems that this is the only explanation that can rationalize that memory.