Ye Sangli looked at him with a grateful look, and pinched his eyebrows sadly.

"Don't look at me with this expression, just cooperate with each other, you are also the prince of a country, where is the momentum?"

"If you drag, I'll only pull more than you."

Hua Moyao: ......

"Is there a place to get food?"

Ye Sang was in a hurry to leave, not to mention preparing to eat, he forgot that he was hungry at all, it was not dawn at this time, and the city gate guards would send the portrait over at least at dawn.

I have nothing to do for a while, so I'm a little hungry.

Hua Moyao was stunned for a moment, looked up at her at first, and quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, Ah Chen, you wait." ”

Then he reacted: "I'm sorry, it's too similar, I ......"

Ye Sangli nodded: "Understand, just don't move to hug it." ”

Hua Moyao's face was embarrassed, and explained: "It's not like this, I almost couldn't come back last time, I thought I would never see Ah Chen again, and I suddenly flashed my mind, and I lost my temper......"

After speaking, he also continued: "Ah Chen and I are not usually like this." ”

Ye Sang choked and looked up at him.

Why does that sound so awkward?

From his point of view, there is nothing wrong with hugging his younger brother, but this has to be explained?

Maybe it's because I'm used to being subtle on weekdays, and I feel a little embarrassed that I suddenly lost my temper and was still in front of outsiders.

Sure enough, Hua Moyao's face turned red and fled.

Ye Sangli propped up his head and lowered his eyes to rest.

Hua Moyao walked to the backyard, and before he could put away the panic on his face, a man in white flashed over from the side and looked at his face closely.

"Tut-tut! If you have a question, say it quickly, how did our Highness Yao live without me? ”

Hua Moyao glanced at him: "Song Peiyu, are you still happy to see this king's joke?" ”

Song Peiyu followed behind him with a smile and shrugged: "It feels great!" ”

Hua Moyao ignored him, as if he had arrived in his own backyard, he shuttled through it with ease, and soon arrived at the dining room.

It wasn't until Hua Moyao walked in that Song Peiyu looked back in disbelief.

"What is Your Highness doing in the dining room? So outward? If I'm hungry, I can't still starve Your Highness! ”

Smiling and smiling, his eyes widened in surprise: "Our Highness Yao, actually washed his hands and made soup for him?" He's not His Highness Chen. ”

Hua Moyao glanced at him: "Of course this king knows, if you want to be shocked again, you will consciously retreat to a safe distance." ”

Song Peiyu made a gesture of surrender, and when Hua Moyao couldn't see it, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.

Sometimes one step is too late.

"He was hit by the Heart Binding Talisman, His Highness should know the effect of this talisman, so I helped him suppress it once."

needs to be suppressed, which means that there is someone in his heart who makes him emotional, Song Peiyu has such an obvious hint, so he almost told him directly.

Hua Moyao's body stiffened, and he continued the movement at hand: "Inform this king of the suppression method." ”

Song Peiyu sighed and took out a sheet of music for him.

"Your Highness Yao, big things are important."

Hua Moyao was silent and continued to make food, as if nothing could be bigger than the matter at hand at this moment.

In about half an hour, Hua Moyao brought a bowl of pasta, and found that Ye Sang was in a shallow sleep, so he put the pasta aside and cooled it for a while.

When he turned around, he happened to see Ye Sangli sitting up.

Hua Moyao couldn't help but take a closer look, he didn't know that this kind of lazy posture without scruples was much more noble than the Ninety-Five Supreme.

Obviously, Ah Chen was trained many times by himself for such a posture when he was a child, but now he has the same face, and he looks completely different.

Ye Sang squinted for a while, and the whole person became much more energetic, she propped herself up, and pushed the pasta in front of her.

Seeing Hua Moyao looking at herself, she pushed the pasta forward: "Is it just a bowl?" Eating together? ”

Hua Moyao turned around to close the door and waved his hand back: "No need, you eat." ”

Ye Sangli cooled down a little and stuffed the pasta into her mouth, and the taste that instantly filled her mouth made her eyes shine.

"It tastes good, can this chef steal it?"

Hua Moyao smiled in his eyes: "If you want to eat, you can just say it, but he will only do this." ”

"Then I'll steal a few more things."

Ye Sang Li calculated while eating, and his face seemed to be really planning to do this.

The corners of Hua Moyao's mouth rose slightly, and she asked, "Do you like to eat pasta?" ”

Ye Sangli nodded: "I like to eat delicious pasta." ”

"If you want to eat, he has to learn."

Hua Moyao lowered her eyes, blocking a touch of unnaturalness under her eyes.

Ye Sang didn't speak again, and quickly ate all the bowls of noodles.

Later, when the sky is bright, I have to find someone to digest it first.

Hua Moyao didn't get a response, and there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes, which were almost blooming, as if the previous conversation between the two was imagined by him.

Seeing that Ye Sangli finished eating, he raised his lips gently: "Is it enough?" ”

Ye Sangli nodded, and she took out a few taels of silver: "Pull people up to eat at this time, do you want to be rewarded?" ”

She is used to following the locals.

Hua Moyao smiled: "You said that it was delicious, it is already the biggest reward." ”

"Don't let people sleep at this time, pull up to get food, in a word, want to reward? It's too much. ”

Ye Sangli threw a few taels of silver to him: "Give it to others." ”

Hua Moyao was speechless and put away the silver taels.

Ye Sangli sweated a lot, a little uncomfortable, and took off the skin on his face.

Although it is inconvenient to take it up, she still chooses the latter compared to comfort.

took out a handkerchief and wiped his face, Ye Sangli took out a piece of paper and simply drew the portrait of the general again.

Because of eating pasta, the hot night Sangli's face was powdered, indescribably handsome, Hua Moyao couldn't help but hide her eyes when she saw her true face at first glance.

It wasn't until Ye Sangli painted the portrait that Hua Moyao shifted his vision.

"General Ji! Is the person you are looking for General Ji? ”

Ye Sangli nodded: "I wasn't sure if I could meet you right away, but I arranged it on the other side, just waiting for dawn." ”

"What kind of role is General Ji in the palace this time, and it is useful to plot a rebellion?"

"He's not afraid of death, but ......"

As soon as Hua Moyao thought of General Ji's person, her head hurt.

It's not that he didn't try to find General Ji, but the man said that he was loyal at best, but he was a stone in a pit that smelled bad and hard.

"It's hard to rebel."

"Do you just say that this person is useful?"

Ye Sangli doesn't believe in that evil.

"It's useful, and it's useful."

"If it is said that there is King Che in Zi Yan, then there is General Ji in Huasheng, although there is no victory, but it is good that he can withstand King Che's attack."

"And this person has nothing wrong except for being foolish and loyal, and he is always proud of being born as a flower and dying as a flower ghost."

"Does he have a family?"

Ye Sangli suddenly remembered Yun Ze and Ji Furao in his mind, and he didn't know what happened to the two children now.

At that time, Yun Ze was obviously worried, he said that in addition to abandoning his family and children, General Ji was dedicated to the country and the people.

Since you have abandoned your family and children, why do you still speak for him? If he had a new family now, Ye Sangli felt that he would not be able to suppress his flying knife.

"No, he is still alone, it is said that he has been injured, no one knows the specific things, not even Pei Yu has found anything."

After Hua Moyao finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have introduced it.

"Song Peiyu, that is, the master of Mianyu Pavilion, he has checked the person who once injured General Ji, but he has no clue, as if there is no such person in the world."

"What about you? Why is it being hunted down? As a prince, why is he in this situation? ”

Ye Sangli asked suddenly.

Previously, Hua Moyao wanted to ask for cooperation, and she would take the initiative to say that she was not interested at that time, but now it is different, knowing these is beneficial for the later deployment.

Hua Moyao's face turned red, and he looked a little embarrassed, but he struggled for a moment in his eyes, and he planned to talk about it.

"Because of my face, have you ever heard of the relationship between the regent and the queen mother?"

Ye Sangli nodded: "Not much, I've heard a little bit, does it have anything to do with you?" ”

"The regent is the queen mother's guest of the scene, and he has great power, but the queen mother will never favor him alone, the regent is worried that the power will fall and someone will replace him."

"My face, do you think it looks good?"

Hua Moyao looked at Ye Sangli helplessly, as if he was about to peel off the shell, the shell of the mussel exposed to the sun was fragile and easy to die.

Ye Sangli nodded, she seemed to have guessed something, but she didn't interrupt him.

"She hinted several times, how could I do what she wanted, and the movement was so loud that it alarmed the regent, although he did not dare to make a big move in front of the Queen Mother, but he wanted my life behind my back."

Hua Moyao couldn't hide the disgust in his eyes.

"Therefore, if I want to live in the sun now, I have to follow the Queen Mother's wishes and hide under her wings, fortunately you are here, and we will definitely go against the wind."

"No, you're wrong, the regent has already had the intention of seeking power and usurping the throne, even if it is the queen mother, she can only suppress him for a while."

Ye Sangli suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind: "Inner ghost, maybe King Che's matter is an internal ghost plus an external enemy, as for why the inner ghost did this, we have to investigate." ”

"You said that the Queen Mother likes all kinds of beautiful men? Perhaps I can make a skin that satisfies her, and then we will stir up her relationship with the regent. ”

The more Ye Sangli thought about it, the more feasible she felt, she could give the Queen Mother a magic charm and create a dream of two people having a romantic night.

"No, it will be difficult for you to get out then, and if you really need to do this to provoke, I will go."

Hua Moyao resolutely didn't want her to do this.

Although he was still full of resistance to the Queen Mother, he was still in front of her.

Ye Sangli smiled, teased and stepped forward to pinch his chin: "Do you like me?" Well? ”

Hua Moyao was petrified in an instant, didn't dare to move, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while.

finally mustered up the courage to open his mouth again, Ye Sangli had already let him go.

"Look at your appearance as a boy chicken, how do you hook the queen mother? How can I act, do I act like it? ”

Hua Moyao frowned slightly, and sulked with his face.

How exaggerated his heart was beating just now, how lost he was at this moment.

Ye Sang didn't notice this, took out the materials and began to pinch his face, and after a while, he pinched out a beautiful boy's face and pasted it on his face.

"How? Is it the kind that the Queen Mother likes? ”

Hua Moyao turned around and took a look.

"Beauty is beautiful, not as good as you."

He was confused, and only after he finished speaking did he react a little frivolous, and just wanted to explain, Ye Sangli took care of himself and pinched his new face.

"Do you think the Queen Mother will like my face more? Look at this again, does it look like me? ”

Ye Sangli changed her face and eye shape slightly on the basis of her original one, and she looked at the bronze mirror and was very satisfied: a fox face.

Hua Moyao didn't know what to say for a while, and there was a sense of powerlessness to punch the cotton to say anything.