Chapter 25 The precursor of the clouds and the wind (3)

At noon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky. After lunch, Su Er did not let Su Rao continue to practice calligraphy, but instead competed with her in martial arts.

Although Su Rao always lost in every competition, she became more and more courageous as she fought.

Hearty and hearty.

The two competed and tried again after losing. Su Rao didn't stop until Yiying brought some news.

Because of the battle, his face was rouged.

Bright red color.

"Prince Danliang went to Prince Yun's Mansion and sat with Prince Jiyue for an hour, and he still hasn't left yet?"

Su Rao didn't quite believe her ears. She took Yi Sudi's handkerchief and wiped her face, but her eyes fell on Yi Ying.

For a moment, he looked at Su Er again.

"Second brother, do you think the news about Yiying is true or false?"

Prince Yun has a son and a daughter. The son died in the battle in the Qin Kingdom nine years ago. The daughter married far away and went to Danliang and has not seen her for many years.

It was rumored that the princess of Prince Yun's Mansion was the most beautiful woman in the entire Yunlang Kingdom at that time. The young talents who wanted to marry her could circle around the Yunlang Kingdom three times. Even her father had thought about marrying her.

But because the emperor's grandfather was very afraid of his father, fearing that once his father married Princess Yun, the entire Yunlang vassal state would become the force behind his father, so his father chose to do it and marry his mother's concubine, who was not distinguished in status and status.

Only then did the imperial grandfather feel at ease.

Princess Yun was attracted by the talent of the third son of Prince Danliang at that time, who was now Prince Danliang, the man who almost shot her to death with an arrow. It was love at first sight.

At that time, Emperor Xuanye was in his prime, and he wanted to regain the vassal states and unify the Qin Dynasty.

Yunlang formed a marriage alliance with Danliang, and the fifth prince and concubine of the Siam vassal state was also the princess of the Danliang vassal state, so the three vassal states were twisted into a rope, which made Emperor Xuanye extremely afraid.

Although Prince Yun and his wife do not want to leave their daughter to marry so far away, they are in a royal family and as the princess, this is her responsibility.

The only thing that is gratifying is that Princess Yun married the person she loved and was not forced. She left the Yunlang Kingdom with joy and is now the most noble Queen Yun in Danliang.

Rong Feng was the eldest son of her and Emperor Danliang. They also gave birth to a second son, but unfortunately he died at birth. Because of this, Queen Yun was not only injured, but also became seriously ill.

Over the years, Emperor Danliang consulted famous doctors to prevent her from getting seriously ill at any time. It was just that she was too weak to travel and travel.

Since the founding of Yunlang, she has never come back once. Every time, Rong Feng comes to pay her respects to Prince Yun and his wife.

My daughter is unfilial and cannot come to visit my father, the Queen, and my concubine in person. I am ashamed of the upbringing of my father, the King, and my concubine, so I can only send my son here to kowtow to the two elders on behalf of my unfilial daughter to satisfy her filial piety.

Every New Year's Eve, Rong Feng would come to Yunlang, just to kowtow to his grandfather and grandmother on his mother's behalf to show her filial piety.

Although this year is to congratulate Emperor Yu on his ascension to the throne and for the five-year exchanges between the Three Kingdoms, we are also here to visit Prince Yun and his wife.

It's just that this time is a little different from every year in the past. Rong Feng went to Prince Yun's Mansion and sat with Prince Jiyue for an hour.

In recent years, apart from Prince Yun and his wife, the only person Prince Jiyue wanted to see was Su Er. This time he unexpectedly met his cousin. Hearing that the two of them were chatting happily, playing the flute and playing the harp, he

The poem is elegant, and the breeze in the middle of it makes it rare for half a day to be quiet.

Even if he hadn't seen that scene, Su Rao could still imagine it.

What kind of scene would it be like for two equally elegant young men, one with a majestic appearance and the other with a gentle and gentlemanly demeanor, to discuss poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting together.

It’s just the word ‘beautiful’, which cannot be perfectly interpreted at all.

But is this possible?

From what she heard about the prince Jiyue, who was as noble as a banished immortal, would he be the one who spent half a day writing poems and singing with Prince Rong Feng?

"From what I know about Ji Yue, he shouldn't be able to, but that's not necessarily the case."

Su Er's eyes were full of thought, and he handed the ink pad to Su Han, his face still indifferent.

Not surprised.

"Second brother, you are not surprised or surprised at all."

With Su Er acting like this, Su Rao really wanted to know what else could make her second cousin show other expressions besides indifference.

Of course, her anger over the incident with 'Mr. Xiao' doesn't count.

Suddenly, Su Rao really thought of one person or one thing, so let it go. If he mentioned that person in front of his second brother, something big would definitely happen.

Su Er looked at Su Rao, took a breath, stood up and left.

"Take good care of yourself."

Why was he surprised? Jiyue was thinking, and he was not surprised by anything he did.

Su Rao's face suddenly fell.

heal...hurt...

She has dug a hole for herself!

…

The breeze is in the center.

There is no such thing as playing the flute and playing the harp as Yi Ying said, and there is no talent or elegance in poetry. There is only a table of Go, and the two gentlemen are indeed equally comfortable and elegant.

One person holds the warm jade white piece, and the other person holds the warm jade black piece, and it's a draw again.

Black and white, coiled dragons mediate, surround each other, and let go of each other.

"I thought cousin Jiyue wouldn't see me again this time."

One afternoon, Prince Rong Feng spoke the second sentence. His voice was warm and sunny, like a spring breeze.

The first sentence was when he first met Prince Jiyue, he called him his cousin.

Prince Jiyue put away the white child, obviously unable to see it, but he did not make any mistakes. He said with a smile: "Grandpa wants me to see my cousin, so I will."

Prince Rong Feng suddenly laughed, "Okay! After all, I met the rumored cousin, Crown Prince Ji Yue, with stunning scenery and stunning appearance. When I saw him today, I felt a little ashamed, with such a stunning expression.

It’s really shameful to have the same name as my younger brothers.”

"My cousin is belittling himself."

Prince Jiyue stood up and walked out of the chess room. Yuehua's robe was swaying in the breeze, and his wide sleeves were floating in the sky.

The white satin covering the eyes was blown by the breeze and stuck to the eyes for a moment.

Prince Rong Feng followed him out, stroking his crescent white robe and smoothing out some wrinkles on it.

"This is not because I belittle myself, but because I am self-aware."

The two of them had just left the chess room when Yun Feng came again. They were supposed to be smiling, but at this moment their eyebrows were slightly raised, although it was very light.

"Your Majesty, Prince Zhu Xianyi is here to visit. The old prince has asked Uncle Yun to bring him here."

Prince Ji Yue turned his head towards the direction where Yun Feng was speaking, and for just a moment, he walked directly into the Yue Room. He did not show any displeasure or dissatisfaction with Old Prince Yun's unauthorized decision.

Just a sudden gust of wind blew up, causing the bamboo forest not far away to rustle.

Bamboo leaves fall.

"It seems that there may be some excitement in the breeze today."

Prince Rong Feng said something. He turned his eyes towards the direction of the bamboo forest and saw the fallen leaves flying. After a breath, he followed Prince Jiyue into the guest room, the Moon Room. It was the first time he got along with Prince Jiyue like this, but he didn't seem unfamiliar at all.

Sit down and pour yourself a cup of tea.

"Prince Zhu Yi of the Kingdom of Siam probably wanted to have a martial arts competition with his cousin. The cousin's book 'War Strategies', the essence of his military tactics, only the empty city, the counterattack, and the three consecutive strategies have amazed the three kingdoms, let alone the whole country.

Ce, the Siam Kingdom has always been warlike, and Prince Yi is here..."

He stopped talking and said no more.

The person sitting across from me has such a thoughtful mind that he doesn't need to say anything.

Prince Ji Yue took a sip of tea, his movements were graceful, his whole body was as light as water, and moved like clouds, with the feeling of being shrouded in clouds and mist. Even if he was sitting next to him, he could feel the melodiousness and depth, and even if he stretched out his hand, he could not feel it.

The four young masters all said that Prince Yi of the Kingdom of Siam was the most desolate and kept away from strangers, but he felt that his cousin was even more unapproachable by strangers. He was not hindered by the coldness within three feet of Prince Yi.

It's the feeling that he is thousands of miles away from others.

Just like the clouds and mist high in the sky, you can clearly see them, but you can't touch them. The morning breeze, you can clearly feel them, but you can never catch them.

A short moment passed, and the breeze blew through the house with a light coolness.

With a chill.

Siam Yi Chi Shao followed the cloud wind and walked into the Moon Room.

In the moon room, the whiteness of the moonlight, the color of the moonlight that Prince Jiyue likes, is also the color of clouds. It is white, but it is not completely vulgar white, but the kind of white with color, which is also the luster cast by the bright moon.

A screen reflecting the moon in the pool blocked the black figure entering the moon room. Looking through the screen, the tall body was straight and straight.

Not burly, but slender and shapely.

"Prince Yi, please." Yunfeng walked to the screen holding the moon. He did not continue to walk in, but raised his hand in a gesture of invitation. Although he was a subordinate of Prince Jiyue, he was not humble at all, and his face was light.

The smile is not the smiling tiger feeling before.

Whatever the occasion, with whom, what expressions, and actions, they have long been habits and nature for Yunfeng.

Unlike Yun Ling, except when he treats Prince Jiyue, he has other expressions. At other times, his expression is always cold and emotionless.

Just barely enough to have facial paralysis.
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