The sky was slightly dewed, the night fog had not yet dissipated, most of the people in the Regent's Mansion had not yet gotten up, and there were only a few servants in the courtyard who were sprinkling back and forth.

One of them estimated that the time was about the same, looked up at the moon gate, and sure enough, he saw two familiar figures slowly walking outside the door, and hurriedly greeted a few people who were traveling with him.

Several people stopped their movements, hurriedly retreated to the side of the road, bowed their heads and saluted.

"Lord Wang."

Song Xiuyu was dressed in a flowing cloud robe, followed by the silent Lu Shuo, as always, he did not respond, and walked towards the study without looking back.

Everyone kept their heads down, until the dark hem soaked in the morning dew disappeared from view, and then they got up as they normally and continued to work in an orderly manner.

The two walked outside the study, and Lu Shuo stepped forward to open the door, seeing that the room was not very bright.

He entered the room first, opened the closed window, lit the candlestick beside his desk, and expertly prepared the pen and ink.

Lu Shuo packed everything properly, retreated to the side and waited, and then called to Song Xiuyu.

"Lord Wang."

"Hmm."

Song Xiuyu nodded in response, came to the desk and sat down, casually took out a book from a pile of neatly stacked folds, flipped through it unhurriedly, sketched on it with a brush from time to time and put it aside, and picked up another book.

The cycle goes on and on, and time passes imperceptibly, and there is silence in the study for a while, except for the sound of the pages turning.

Song Xiuyu's slender fingers flicked slightly, and the brush between his fingers was thrown into the pen washing, and a clear sound of water sounded, breaking the silence in the room.

He put down the last letterhead in his hand, picked up a few letters, and looked up at the candlestick on the side, the ash on the platform had just burned out, just in time for the past, not bad for a moment, not a little less.

"Lu Shuo."

"Yes."

Lu Shuo took the letterhead in the prince's hand, went out to summon the people on duty, and explained the affairs.

At this time, the sky was bright, and when it was time to eat, Lu Shuo suddenly saw a shadow coming in the distance, and without waiting to see who he knew who was coming, he quietly glanced at the nursing home, and then returned to the study and asked.

"Where is the prince dining today?"

Song Xiuyu lightly tapped his index finger on the table, and glanced at Lu Shuo lightly: "Where is the side concubine from?" ”

"Yes." Lu Shuo nodded, remembering the person who was stopped by the guards, "I just saw the maid of the side concubine below." ”

Song Xiuyu didn't see any expression on the surface, and only said, "It's the same." ”

That's as if you didn't see it.

Lu Shuo understood and was not discussing this matter.

Song Xiuyu got up to leave, stopped when he passed a table, his eyes fell on the white magnolia on the table, and he was unusually distracted.

"She's the only one who likes to fiddle with these things."

Song Xiuyu muttered in a low voice, remembering the soaked robe when she passed by her courtyard this morning, and her always cold face actually had a hint of softness.

To be like her own little sex, she can't afford to lose half of it.

"That's it."

He sat down at this table and said to Lu Shuo, "Here it is." ”

Lu Shuo was puzzled by the prince's words, and when he saw the pot of white magnolias, he thought about it and immediately did what the prince ordered.

After a while, the prepared food was presented.

Song Xiuyu glanced at the food on the table, took two mouthfuls casually, and felt tasteless, so he drank a bowl of rice porridge and made people withdraw.

When his gaze fell on the bonsai again, he couldn't help but think of Shen Jiyin again.

"I haven't seen her for a day, and I don't know how she's doing in the palace?"

When Lu Shuo heard this, he thought to himself, he didn't expect that the prince cared so much about Mrs. Shen, but his face did not change a bit, and he tried to remind: "Since the prince thinks about Mrs. Shen, why don't you go into the palace and have a look?" ”

"Oh?"

Song Xiuyu said inexplicably, "It seems that this king is too obvious, even you think that this king cares about her very much." ”

Isn't it?

Lu Shuo slandered in his heart, and still replied respectfully: "My subordinates have overstepped." ”

"Lu Shuo."

Song Xiuyu stretched out his white slender fingers and stroked the jade-like petals of the white magnolia, "A person stands at a height that does not belong to him, guess what the final outcome of that person will be." ”

Stand at a height that does not belong to him!

Lu Shuo looked at Song Xiuyu in shock, his lips moved, and finally he didn't say a word.

"It seems that your heart is not calm enough, you should practice calligraphy more."

Song Xiuyu nodded a little white magnolia, and the tender white flower bones trembled, "Don't go out today, go and prepare pen and ink." ”

"Yes."

Lu Shuo lined up all the calligraphy utensils, and then exited the room and guarded the door.

Song Xiuyu lifted the pen and fell, and the inky black ink slowly drew a horizontal line on the white rice paper.

With her nature, it's just other people who suffer.

But......

The hand holding the pen paused, but the last word changed, and a large cloud of ink spread out from the tip of the pen, blurring the last corner of the rice paper.

Song Xiuyu's eyes were slightly cold, but a voice came from outside the door.

"Lord Wang."

"What's the matter?" Song Xiuyu's tone was slightly cold.

Sensing that the prince's tone was wrong, Lu Shuo paused outside the door, and replied after a moment's consideration: "General Ji Qi asks to see." ”

"Let him wait in Jashe, and the king will come later." Song Xiuyu straightened his sleeves and restrained all the exposed emotions.

He walked out of the door with an expressionless face, and Lu Shuo, who was waiting outside the door, stepped forward: "According to the orders of the prince, General Ji Qi has gone to Yashe. ”

"Let's go." Song Xiuyu walked in the direction of Yashe, and Lu Shuo followed closely.

In the regent's palace, Ji Qian sat aside, and the maid served refreshments in an orderly manner, brewed a cup of tea and handed it over.

"General, slow use."

"There is labor."

Ji Qian picked up the teacup, took a sip and put it down, the maid retreated silently, and after a while, Song Xiuyu's voice came from outside the door.

"Rare."

Song Xiuyu entered the inner house and sat down across the table, "Why do you have the leisure to hang out with me today?" ”

"It seems that the lower official came at an inopportune time." Ji Qian sighed softly apologetically.

"It depends on what you have to say." Song Xiuyu had a lot of depression in his chest, and his complexion eased a lot.

"It's rare for me to come to the palace without incident, so I can't have a meal at the prince's place." Ji Qian chuckled.

"That's not the right time, breakfast is over, lunch is still early." Song Xiuyu pushed the refreshments in front of Ji Qian, "It seems that I can only take a moment." ”

"This is not the usual hospitality of the palace."

"This is the hospitality of the palace today."

Ji Qian pondered for a moment, and realized that Song Xiuyu had something on his mind, so he got off the horse and took the pastry, and lamented: "It seems that there is no food today." ”

"Wait."

Song Xiuyu saw him accept the invitation, and said to Lu Shuo on the side, "Tell the people in the kitchen to prepare a meal for him." ”

Ji Qian put down the pastry unhurriedly, and said very humbly: "Then thank you to the prince." ”

"You often go in and out of the palace gate, and you are so busy that you don't even use your meal?" Song Xiuyu picked up the teacup and asked casually, "Who has been in the palace recently?" ”

"There is a time difference between the palace gate and the entrance, and I don't know the specific situation, since you have the heart, why don't you go to the palace to see it yourself?"

Ji Qian understood Song Xiuyu's hint and glanced at Song Xiuyu, "It just so happens that I haven't seen him today." ”

"Lushuo prepares the car." Song Xiuyu responded.

After the two entered the palace to face the saint, they followed the eunuch to the concubine, and when they arrived at the competition venue, the eunuch led the two to their seats.

Song Xiuyu sat on the field, looking through the crowd of onlookers and looking at Shen Jiyin in red in the field.

Ji Qian recognized the man who was competing with Shen Jiyin, and said, "That person is Mo Jingtong, the nephew of the concubine." ”