Hearing the words "Mrs. Xiao", Meng Qing's right hand holding the pen shook subconsciously, and a line on the rice paper was smeared with a small piece.

She raised her head suddenly, hurriedly put away the map of Shu Di and the rice paper, and took out a blank piece of paper from the side of the table, pretending to practice calligraphy.

"Please come in."

"Yes."

She panicked, held the pen unsteadily, and wrote a few points worse than usual, a little crooked.

Xiao Yan walked through the courtyard with the piano in his arms.

He saw her sitting in the middle of the banquet practicing calligraphy, and secretly said that the sun had risen in the west.

"Wechen greets His Highness."

Meng Qing raised his head, pretended to be casual, and said, "Why is Taifu here?" Isn't it time to practice yet? ”

The palace maid next to him took Xiao Yan's piano and put it on the table on the other side.

"His Royal Highness said yesterday that he would perform a song for the emperor, and it has only been less than a day, and His Highness has forgotten it?"

Meng Qing bit his slightly white lip, as if there was something like this!

She sneered, "So how long does Taifu plan to teach today?" ”

On weekdays, she has to learn the piano for about two hours, but today he came early, isn't it like to learn three or four hours?

Do you want people to live!

Meng Qing waited for his answer.

Xiao Yan said: "Three hours is enough. ”

Damn it! Why did you owe it yesterday, and you didn't do your best to give a song to your father?

If she doesn't play well, she will cry and faint in Gong's room!

Outside, the sky was getting gloomy and gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

Meng Qing thought in his heart, it seems that God can't watch it!

Helplessly, she pouted into a smile, "Okay, three hours is three hours!" ”

Why do you look like you are at home?

The sky was getting darker and darker, and from time to time it was accompanied by bursts of lightning and thunder, and it gradually began to rain heavily.

In the Qingluan Palace, there was a sound of the empty valley piano.

It rained heavily for several hours, and the lush flowers and trees outside became wilted after the rain.

Meng Qing was tired of practicing the piano and lay on the table, and she glanced at Xiao Yan.

He even sat casually reading the scriptures, twisting the tea cup in his right hand, leisurely and comfortable.

Xiao Yan, who subverted the Great Chu, actually advocated Buddhism, and all kinds of scriptures did not leave his hand.

Meng Qing snorted coldly.

Could it be that by reading the scriptures like this every day, he would be able to cleanse him of the sins of his previous life?

Hypocrisy at its core.

Unexpectedly, her "snort" was actually heard by Xiao Yan.

He didn't look up, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Huh?"

Meng Qing was at a loss.

The teacup was placed lightly on the table, and with a flick of his fingertips, he turned a page of the scriptures.

"What are you sneering at?"

“……”

She suddenly reached out and put her mouth to her mouth, pretending to be incredulous.

"Me, what did I just sneer?"

Xiao Yan was silent.

After a while, he said again: "How are you practicing?" ”

"Okay."

She replied subconsciously.

Then, Xiao Yan closed the yellow scripture book and raised his eyes to look at the cold sky outside.

"Your Highness has almost practiced today, and the minister will come back tomorrow."

"Coming back tomorrow?"

"Huh?"

"I didn't ...... Nothing ......."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yan got up, walked to Meng Qing's side, put the piano away and fastened it, and carried it on his back.

A hazy light rain was still falling in the sky.

Meng Qing was worried that Xiao Yan would get wet, so he called: "Yunhe! Take an umbrella and give it to Taifu. ”

"Yes."

Xiao Yan thanked him: "Thank you, Your Highness." ”

The sound of the rain is loud and small, noisily hitting the courtyard pond, noisy and miscellaneous, and the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate.

He had barely stepped out of the threshold when Yunhe sent the umbrella on.

Meng Qing was still not at ease, got up and walked around the table and came to Xiao Yan's side.

"Taifu, I'll send you."

Xiao Yan lowered his head and looked tight.

"Isn't Your Highness afraid of the dark?"

And Meng Qing stretched out his hand and climbed up to the crook of his arm, smiling brightly and brightly, just like the evergreen pines and cypresses, and the clouds open to see the moon.

She said softly: "With Taifu here, Qingqing is not afraid of the dark!" ”

Xiao Yan's heartstrings moved, and Ruifeng's eyelids trembled slightly, which inevitably touched something.

He has been a human being for 24 years, has seen countless people and things, and it is the first time he has heard of someone who is so dependent on him.

The small body leaned against him tightly, and from time to time his robe would scrape the girl's white skin.

For some reason, this move made him feel possessive, and a fierce and tough evil fire burned in his heart.

Xiao Yan opened the oil-paper umbrella, which could faintly cover the bodies of the two from being wet by the rain.

But after all, Meng Qing is a woman, and the spring is cold, so she can always get cold inadvertently.

She couldn't help but sneeze and shivered.

Xiao Yan saw her finish sneezing, and looked at him with a smile, and directly pulled her hand out of her clinging hand and grabbed her shoulder.

"Taifu?"

Meng Qing was frightened by his actions.

He said: "Your Highness is a golden body, and you must not stand the cold." ”

Under the oil umbrella, two figures, one tall and one short, disappeared into the darkness.

"Taifu, I want to tell you something......

"Your Highness, please speak."

Meng Qing stopped, her wide sleeves covering the back of her snow-white neck.

She looked around and confirmed that no one dared to face Xiao Yan squarely.

"I ...... I want to be emperor! ”

This sentence really made Xiao Yan's heart chuckle.

His phoenix eyes were shallow, obscure in the deep darkness of the night.

"Your Highness, you know that what you said is a great rebellion!"

Meng Qing's chest rose and fell nervously, and he was extremely panicked.

"I know."

"Then you still ......"

She interrupted him.

"Taifu! Among the royal family, there are only six people of the orthodox bloodline! I, Meng Yu, Meng Yao, Meng Fei, King of Jin, Prince of Jiayuan. The heart of King Jin is well known, as the head of the turbidity current, after he ascends the throne, how can there be a way to live for the Qingliu family who is against him? Not to mention the prince of Jiayuan, he is the son of the King of Jin, if he becomes the crown prince, how do you know that the King of Jin will not kill his son and seize the throne? ”

Xiao Yan clenched the handle of the umbrella, and his face remained silent.

This remark really surprised him, he always thought that Meng Qing was a pampered little princess who didn't listen to things outside the window, but he didn't expect to be able to analyze the situation so clearly.

He said lightly: "But in addition to you, there are three other princesses, how can you be sure that the ministers will choose you?" ”

"So, what I said to Taifu today is to hope that Taifu can help me!"

"Why did the minister help you?"

Meng Qing's eyes were firm and decisive.

"Didn't Taifu want a puppet to control the government? And I'm a good candidate. ”

Xiao Yan's pupils were visibly dilated with the naked eye, revealing a look of consternation.

She could even know what he wanted to do......

I really didn't expect that among the four daughters of Emperor Chu, he thought that the smartest was the eldest princess Meng Yu, but today he found out that the smartest should be this little emperor who is not obvious and unremarkable!

His face suddenly became gloomy and cold, and the big hand that wrapped around her shoulder slowly and mysteriously moved towards the girl's white neck, and shook it.

At this moment, he moved to kill.

As long as he tightened his hands, he could easily kill her.

Then no one will be able to know his secrets......