It was dark early, and on the way to the imperial city, there were already a few fires coming from the roadside. The capital city is nearing the end of the year. Shi Yong leaned his sideways and looked at the red lanterns hanging by the river for a while, and sighed.

“So beautiful!”

It's the Chinese New Year.

This year is a bit special, different from every year she has lived in the past. She used to be passionate and happy, but this year is a steadfastness that she has never seen before.

Shi Yong sighed for a long time, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

The carriage was very quiet, with only the slight friction sounds made when the loom of the carriage moved. Zhao Yin sat opposite her like a set, upright, calm, and cold, and ignored her feelings about watching the snowy scene in the winter night.

Shi Yong slowly lowered the curtain and looked at him without blinking.

After a long time, he still remained motionless.

Puff! Shi Yong laughed.

She sat next to him, holding his arm naturally, "Sir, why don't you speak?"

Zhao Yin was taller than her, and when he looked over, he felt a lazy sense of distance, "What did you say?"

Shi Yong pursed his lips, "There are no outsiders here, so you can say whatever you want."

Zhao Yin frowned almost imperceptibly and quickly returned to peace, "There is nothing to say."

Hey!

Shi Yong raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you worried about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Zhao Yin said calmly: "What's the use of worrying?"

No matter how worried you are, you have to go to the palace to find out. This is nothing wrong with it, but a woman is naturally aware of a man's abnormality when she is neglected.

"Did your legs hurt again?"

Shi Yong moved her arms away, placed his hands on his knees, and slowly pinched them. Most of his body was almost pressed against Zhao Yin, and his eyes kept aiming at him.

"It hurts here? Or where?"

Zhao Yin's face was obviously loose, so he gently took her hand away, "It doesn't hurt."

"Oh." Shi Yong grabbed his arm with his hand and placed his palm in his heart, "That's it heartache?"

Um?

Zhao Yin looked at her suspiciously.

Shi Yong said with a faint expression: "Da Congjing's quilt was knocked out of the mansion. The adults were so depressed. I guess he liked this girl very much? If he had known this, why would he have to pretend to be selfless? Just put the person in the room. Isn't it better? She wouldn't hold a grudge and cause so many things..."

The carriage swung slightly, and Shi Yong's voice also rose and fell, as if he had suffered all his grievances. As he spoke, his palm slid down, gently embraced Zhao Yin's waist, buried his head in his arms, sucked his nose a few times, and his shoulders trembled.

Zhao Yin was stunned.

Her waist was bound, and her hands were strong. Zhao Yin couldn't move for a moment. His palm paused in the air for a moment, and finally slowly landed on her back and patted her.

"Cry?"

Shi Yong sniffed desperately, and whimpered.

"Not crying."

Isn't this crying?

Zhao Yin's brain ached faintly. What was he angry just now? I can't remember it, but I just couldn't hear such a wronged voice.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Yin patted her back as if coaxing her child, "When do I feel sorry for her?"

Shi Yong took advantage of the issue and showed off, "You just feel sorry for you."

“…”

Zhao Yin was silent for a long time.

Without hearing his voice, Shi Yong's heart was beating and he thought to himself: Could it be that he had performed too much and offended the Grand Commander?

"Then I'll find the person and beat him again?" Zhao Yin's faint voice was a little helpless, and his words were filled with sighs.

It almost made Shi Yong break his achievements.

"Stop crying." Zhao Yin saw her burrowing into her arms like a rabbit, and her mouth whimpered, leaning back and lifting her head vigorously.

The rest of his words stuck in his throat.

How could there be any tears on the woman's face?

Zhao Yin did not move for a while, looking at her with a serious expression.

"Song Ashi!"

"I didn't cry after saying that, but you don't believe it."

Shi Yong puffed his mouth aggrievedly, hugged his waist tightly with his hands, and rubbed his head in his arms, continuing the topic just now,

"Why did the adult ignore me? Since I got in the car, you have been raising your face and rejecting me thousands of miles away, as if I owe you money and haven't paid it back."

Zhao Yin: “…”

He sighed and said, "You woman, you are accustomed to turning things around."

Shi Yong: "What's wrong with me?"

Zhao Yin didn't say anything, and some words were unspeakable to him. Shi Yong had actually noticed his emotions sensitively. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear his voice. She whispered: "Sir, are you unhappy because I invited Sang to your house for the New Year?"

Zhao Yin snorted coldly, looked at her head, and raised his hand and knocked it, "Do you know that it's not right?"

If you know it, you will be accused of knowingly.

Shi Yong refused to admit it. She held Zhao Yin's robe tightly with both hands and defended her aggrievedly, saying that she wanted to cry or not, "Sir, I'm wronged."

Zhao Yin looked down at her, "Let's talk about it, where is it wrong?"

After a pause, he ordered seriously: "Raise your head and say."

What head should you raise?

Wouldn't it be a mistake to look up?

Shi Yong firmly lay on him and pretended to be dead. His words made him feel even more aggrieved, "Lai Sang is alone in a foreign land, his parents are not around, and he is still a child. I can't bear to see him celebrate the New Year alone, so I agree. In my heart, there is no difference between Chunxiu, Zirou, and Yuan and others..."

"child?"

Zhao Yin obviously would not think that Laisang, who was seventeen years old, was a child like Shi Yong.

"Ashi, how old are you?"

"I……"

Shi Yong was in a daze and remembered that she was only nineteen years old now, and she was only two years older than Lasang. She thought Lasang was a minor and was not much different from Zhao Yunzhen, but Zhao Yin would not think so.

Realizing that the adults were really jealous, Shi Yong didn't know whether to laugh or helpless, she said authentically.

"Sir, do you dislike me for being old?"

She admired herself for her unreasonable ability, and Zhao Yin was indeed stunned by her question.

Shi Yong saw the situation and said aggrievedly: "I am a nineteen-year-old girl. I am following the adults and helping them. I have nothing to do, but I am slammed and framed by your girl and almost lost my etiquette in the Duke's Mansion... Who is this torment? Isn't you your damn charm?"

Seeing her glaring at her almond eyes, Zhao Yin thought she was going to say something, but she didn't expect that this would happen, so she could only pursed her lips and said nothing.

Shi Yong looked at his deep eyes and said sadly.

"I was framed by the woman who loved you, and I was not angry with the adults, but the adults were complaining about me... I took her in, just kind-hearted, but you were not happy..."

Zhao Yin sighed the more he heard.

"Ashi, when have you been so rogue?"

Shi Yong curled his mouth, covered his mouth and cried twice in a depressed manner, choked and hugged him again, and leaned on him.

"No matter what I am, sir, are you telling the truth?"

The light in the car was not good, and it seemed to have a layer of filter. Zhao Yin looked at her clean and fair face, as delicate and soft as mutton fat, especially this look that she tried hard to squeeze out tears but couldn't squeeze out. She was agile and cute, and it crashed into Zhao Yin's heart like a deer.

At her time, Zhao Yin had never seen such a woman.

"yes."

Zhao Yin reached out to stroke her face, sighed quietly, his voice was doting and helpless, "It's not good for me."

Shi Yongzheng's color: "What's wrong?"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yin frowned and said, "I didn't teach you well."

“…”

Shi Yong took a deep breath. This time he really wanted to cry. Lord Zhao's advantage was indeed not easy to take.

She lay down and was about to cry more seriously, but Zhao Yin carried her chin up.

"Donghua Gate is here."

"Hmm?" Shi Yong raised his head and looked at him half-squinted.

"Let someone see it."

"I……"

Shi Yong sat upright, his tone and expression changed, and he put his hands on his knees seriously.

"I understand, sir."

Zhao Yin seemed to want to say something, finally sighed and shook his head, "This girl is rogue!"

Shi Yongmo looked at the slightly swaying window curtain without saying a word, pretending to be stupid.

………

Donghua Gate was close to the Eastern Palace. As soon as the gate opened, Xiao Bing was already waiting. He rode his horse and rushed in front of them. There were two guards sent by Zhao Yunzhen to pick them up at the city gate, looking anxious.

Shi Yong was also a little nervous when he saw the faces of these people. On the other hand, Zhao Yin was expressionless and seemed to have no worries. Shi Yong felt that this man was too calm on the way to the East Palace. When she saw Zhao Yunzhen, she realized that he just knew Zhao Yunzhen too much.

The doors and windows of the prince's bedroom were closed tightly, and the ground dragon burned the ground and placed two big red-hot braziers. Zhao Yunzhen wrapped a thick quilt and trayed it on the couch, making his face red and sweaty.
Chapter completed!