In the Biyuan study, a bright lamp was lit, and Ning Rusong was looking at the secret letters submitted from all over the place.

The emperor has been gathering power recently, and his methods are sophisticated and ruthless, and it seems that the tyrannical saint has finally returned.

Ning Rusong's soul trembled with excitement, what was the point of competing for the throne with that mediocre person of King Rong, only by competing with his father, who had restored his former wisdom, could he mobilize all his mind!

"Your Highness, the concubine instructed her subordinates to make a bowl of chicken soup." He Yue smiled and spoke softly.

She brought the chicken soup to the side of the table, "If it weren't for the concubine's poor cooking skills, she would have to make it herself." ”

fake, she won't bother for him.

Ning Rusong closed the secret letter, raised her eyes and saw He Yue's gentle and lovely smile, her face was bright and soft, obviously two opposite words, but strangely fused together.

Looking at beauties under the lamp is always a bit restrained and ambiguous.

The first time he saw her, he knew that she was very beautiful, and that she was incompatible with the countryside, but at that time he didn't care, there were so many beauties in the world, and beauty was like a useless thing that could be picked everywhere to him.

"Your Highness." She was stared at for a long time, and she pressed her eyebrows and eyes a little shyly, the corners of her lips were still hooked, and the mood was just like a half-contained peony.

Ning Rusong held the hand of the secret letter for a moment, and the thing in his chest suddenly disobeyed the call, it was very noisy, and he was very uncomfortable.

Why don't you listen to the call?

He forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, picked up the chicken soup and took a sip, fresh but not greasy, He Yue really couldn't make it, as long as she brought meat, it would inevitably smell fishy.

"I'm tired of the princess." He put down the bowl and spoke casually and indifferently.

He Yue saw that he had a cold attitude, and he didn't feel much in his heart, she didn't come to deliver it uncommonly, so she covered the vegetable box with chicken soup in her hand, and then carried it.

She felt that she had done enough work on her face, and was about to bow and retreat, but she was stopped by Ning Rusong.

"Yueyue sit with Gu for a while, the paperwork in Lone's hand is almost finished."

He Yue scolded in his heart, there was still the princess in front of him, now Yueyue will be Yueyue, you are the prince, you are happy!

"Then the concubine will read a book for a while." He Yue sat on the low couch by the window.

She chose a biography of gods and ghosts that she had read in the past and read it slowly.

Most of the books talk about people and gods falling in love, ghosts and people falling in love, and the main thing is a rebellion, which is not tolerated by the world, which is very exciting, and she likes it very much.

Ning Rusong saw her elegant eyebrows and eyes stretched, obviously fascinated by reading a book, he lowered his eyes, and opened a book again.

Obviously she was just sitting there, but he felt comfortable, maybe he liked her a little more.

But it doesn't matter, after all, she is in the East Palace, and she is his wife.

By the time Ning Rusong handles the government affairs at hand, it is already ugly.

The night was dark and quiet.

Because He Yue had enough nap at noon, he was still reading the book energetically.

"Go back to the dormitory, it's time to rest." Ning Ru called her, her voice warm.

He Yue put down the book and rubbed his somewhat sour eyes, "Okay, Your Highness." ”

The two returned to the dormitory of the Biyuan together, and were served by the palace people to wash up, He Yue took off the luxurious step, and his long hair poured down.

A carved bed of pear blossom wood, and the bed tent is lowered.

Ning Rusong caressed He Yue's green silk with her hand, she snuggled into his arms, and the sweet smell of clear wood surrounded her.

His hand moved down, holding her willow waist, and He Yue's voice was soft, "The concubine's waist still hurts." ”

The implication is to go to sleep quickly, and stop making any mess of moths!

Ning Rusong smiled, elegant and comfortable, "Sleep, I won't trouble you today." ”

The palace people extinguished the lights, and He Yue gradually closed her eyes, as if she heard Ning Rusong's inquiry.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to ride a horse, there are a batch of good horses in the Western Regions."

"Okay." He Yue replied with a stunned face.

After a while, the sound of shallow breathing came into Ning Rusong's ears.

Ning Rusong hugged her tighter and closed her eyes.

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The next morning, Ning Rusong really took He Yue to the horse farm.

The little eunuch who was waiting for the horse brought a short-legged little brown horse with quick hands and feet.

The little eunuch smiled flatteringly, and said vigorously, "This horse is the most docile, and you ride it just right, the princess." ”

The little brown horse arched He Yue's hand in a humane manner, and He Yue put his hand on its head and rubbed it happily.

Her smile was bright and bright, and the spring color of March was nothing more than that.

She looked back at Ning Rusong, "The concubine wants to ride this one." ”

The prince was dressed in a dark color suit, showing that he was tall and tall, and he was imposing, he opened his lips, "Then try it." ”

The little eunuch was still boasting, "This horse is the most obedient and in the best condition." ”

He Yue had never ridden a horse, and stepped on the horse with some trepidation.

Ning Rusong put his hand on her waist to support her.

The little brown horse snorted, He Yue's body shook, and he clenched the reins in his hand uneasily.

She lowered her head and called Ning Rusong, "Your Highness." ”

"Well, peace of mind." Ning Rusong took the leash of the little brown horse, "Take a few steps alone." ”

The prince's expression was calm and calm, as if he had made a normal move.

The little eunuch lowered his head and stepped aside.

Leading horses for people has always been something that lowly people do, and the prince is willing to lead the horse for the princess himself, which shows that the rumored favor is true!

The little brown horse walked slowly, and He Yue also felt a little interesting on it.

After a while, Ning Rusong let go of his hand, and the little brown horse slowly trotted up.

He Yue clenched the reins in his hand, facing the wind, and his heart was very happy.

The wind in early winter was already a little cold, but He Yue felt that his heart was hot, how to say it, it was ten million times better than staying in the courtyard to embroider.

For the first time since she entered the East Palace, she smiled sincerely in front of Ning Rusong, and her eyes were bright, as if she was bathed in the cleanest snowy landscape.

After the little brown horse trotted for half a lap, it circled back in front of Ning Rusong.

"Your Highness, the concubine still wants to ride, can she come often in the future?" He Yue sat on the horse and looked at him with lowered eyes, his eyes full of hope.

She really wants to come more often in the future, ride a lap, and feel a lot more relaxed.

Ning Rusong's gaze stayed on her slightly red cheeks, and then bowed her head, "This horse will be yours in the future, when you want to come, just bring a few palace people." ”

He wanted her to go out and walk around a little more, and it was not good to be bored in Biyuan all the time.

He Yue's eyebrows were bent, and his voice was crisp, "The concubine thanked His Highness." ”

At this time, Guard Zhang trotted over from a distance and bowed his hand and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, the King of the South has returned to the city and wants to see you." ”

He Yue said playfully, "Your Highness, the concubine will return to Biyuan after riding a few laps." ”

"Xiao Guanzi, stay and take care of the crown princess."

Ning Rusong left Xiao Guanzi behind, and then left with confidence, she didn't bring a palace maid when she left the courtyard this time.