Du Fengju's heart beat rapidly: "What news?"

"Your Royal Highness said that the Zhuangzi of Princess Changding's Mansion on the outskirts of Beijing sent some freshly dug bamboo shoots and invited Gongzi to taste them."

Wei Yan's expression was a little strange, it was really ...... He hadn't done such a thing in years.

Who would have thought that someone would dare to let Lord Peach Blossom pass the word on his behalf?

But that person is His Royal Highness Changding, the person who has been sleeping all night to plan for him, and the only person who understands Lord Lu's martial arts.

In this way, Wei Yan, the peach blossom adult, had no choice but to act as a small servant.

Du Fengju's eyes lit up: "Bamboo shoots?"

His favorite thing is bamboo shoots, but at this time, where do the fresh bamboo shoots come from?

Wei Yan didn't miss her son-in-law's sudden eyes, and said, "The Royal Farm has everything. His Royal Highness has just come out of the palace, and it is Qin You's words that have been passed down personally."

His Royal Highness Changding was already in the limelight, and when he went to see the three princes who were imprisoned, he didn't know how many eyes were watching.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for His Royal Highness to appear in the Taifu Mansion, so he can only let Qin Xuan pass the word.

But as soon as His Royal Highness came out of the palace, he invited the prince, which can be seen......

Du Fengju pretended not to see Wei Yan's teasing eyes, and deliberately said seriously, "Hmm. It just so happens that I would like to ask His Highness about the situation of his visit to the Third Prince."

Wei Yan nodded and emphasized, "Yes, the prince is going to ask about the third prince. After all, there were so many people moving all night, and I have to ask about the follow-up."

"......" Du Fengju knew that Wei Yan was making fun of him, what could he say?

It's as if nothing was heard.

However, His Highness said fresh bamboo shoots...... He couldn't refuse this, and he didn't think about refusing.

He suddenly remembered the first time he went to Princess Changding's mansion and participated in the Changding banquet, and the banquet was full of fresh bamboo shoots.

At that time, he only thought that it was a coincidence that the dishes on this bamboo forest banquet were all related to bamboo shoots, and they were all his favorite foods.

Now that I think about it, where is this coincidence?

It is clear that His Highness has long known his preferences, and this long banquet is to lead him there!

Today, His Royal Highness still uses the name of bamboo shoots......

He is no longer the same as he was at the beginning, even if there are no bamboo shoots, he still wants to go to His Highness's mansion.

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is different from what Du Fengju imagined, this time the invitation was not near the martial arts arena, nor was it in the front hall of the house.

When he followed Zheng Ji step by step, he unconsciously relaxed his breath.

He knew this place, and when he first came to His Highness's mansion, His Highness placed him here alone.

Hairpin Star Pavilion.

The scene jumped into his mind naturally.

Here, His Highness was drunk and approached him with lightning speed, his warm lips touching her neck, and he simply could not push her away. Subconsciously, he reached out and pressed a certain part of his neck.

It's been so long, and when I think about it now, I still remember the warmth and delicacy, and the smell of wine and fragrance rushed into his nose......

"Huh? Feng sentence?" Zheng Ji stood still on the steps, looked back at Du Fengju, and asked out loud.

Walking well, why did Feng Ju suddenly stop?

She stood two levels higher than Du Fengju, and her gaze happened to be the same as his usual, and she could see that only her own figure was reflected in his eyes.

Lord Peach Blossom is superb, but the most difficult thing to hide is Feng Ju's eyes.

Clear and bright, it seems to reflect everyone's heart.

He is now Mr. Du Duan, and if someone in the Martial Pavilion can gaze carefully, they can find that such a look is quite similar to that of Du Taifu's young son.

But who would have thought that it was the same person?

Du Fengju smiled, didn't say anything, stepped on the first level, and he still followed her.

At this moment, he didn't need to speak, and indeed he couldn't say anything.

Zheng Ji

Feng eyes flowed, her chin smiled, and then she turned around the net, feeling the footsteps of Feng Ju, which always fell below her first step, and her heart also stirred.

The Hairpin Pavilion is indeed secluded, and the few bright lights hanging in the corners of the eaves illuminate everything in the pavilion - indeed fresh all kinds of dishes related to bamboo shoots, and a jar of qiongxiang dew on the stone table.

"Feng Ju, sit down."

Zheng Ji motioned for Du Fengju to sit down, moved the wine glass to him, picked up the wine jug and wanted to pour wine for him personally.

She didn't let anyone serve, not even Li Xingen.

Du Fengju stretched out his hand to block the wine jug, sat down opposite her, and said, "Your Highness, I'm coming."

Zheng Ji didn't insist, let go of his hand, his white fingers lightly supported his chin, and looked at Du Fengju with a smile.

I don't know why, Du Fengju's heart skipped a beat, obviously His Royal Highness didn't say anything, but he was a lot more shy for no reason.

He subconsciously avoided Zheng Ji's gaze and seemed to be concentrating on pouring wine.

The aroma of the dew rippled into his nose, sweet and delicious, intoxicating.

Last time, was it also Qiongxiang dew? Probably not, it doesn't seem to be so sweet and dizzy.

"Knock," Zheng Ji's white, slender fingers tapped lightly on the wine glass.

Du Fengju subconsciously looked over, and just bumped into her eyes, and was immediately stunned.

She looked at Du Fengju directly, and her red lips opened slightly: "Fengju, the wine is almost full."

「……！」 Du Fengju hurriedly put down the wine jug, only to feel that his face was burning as if it was on fire.

The only thing that is fortunate is that he is now Mr. Du Duan, and there is still a thin mask on his face.

He calmed down, calmed his disorganized mind, and said, "Your Highness, I'm ...... I'm sorry."

Zheng Ji's lips smiled deeper: "It's okay, this kind of work, it's normal for Feng Ju to be sparse."

Xu came to Princess Changding's mansion, and Lord Peach Blossom didn't work Fengju's ears...... She could see the redness on the tips of Feng Ju's ears.

Even if she has seen it many times, she still has ups and downs every time: the phoenix sentence when she was young turned out to be like this.

Such immaturity, such shyness...... I can't help but want to tease him, and then hug him into my arms, and then ......

"Your Highness." Du Fengju called out and deliberately reminded, "Your Highness, please drink."

Here he came again, and His Highness showed this greedy look again, as if he wanted to dismantle him and eat him.

In the past, His Royal Highness was still able to restrain himself, but this look was just a flash, but at this moment, he did not hide it at all, it was too ...... It's too explicit.

Du Fengju was both shy and a little annoyed, what is Your Highness doing? Although the hairpin pavilion is secluded here, this is not suitable!

Sensing Du Fengju's embarrassment, Zheng Ji slightly restrained his eyes, raised his wine glass and said, "I'm sorry, it's the palace that can't restrain itself, so I punished myself with three glasses."

"......" Du Fengju didn't know how to deal with it, His Highness might as well not say it.

His Highness invited him to come, and it would not be ...... To tease him, right?