A certain prince in question is sulking in his study. Ever since he came back from Tang Mansion that day, the atmosphere in Prince Chen's Mansion has always been low. The servants and maids are all cautious, lest they accidentally offend a certain prince, and his head will be damaged.
Save.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Ji is back."
As soon as Yun Li entered the study room, he saw paper balls on the floor. He was surprised. It had been a long time since he had seen his prince look so happy and he couldn't help himself. The eldest lady of the Ye family was really good at it.
"What's he doing back here?!" Song Hanzhuo crumpled up another piece of rice paper and threw it on the ground, "Is Ye Xiu'an feeling well?"
"Of course it's fine, I heard..." Yun Li paused, and sure enough, his prince stopped writing and looked at him, and asked impatiently, "What did you hear?"
"I heard that Miss Ye has returned to Ye Mansion."
Song Hanzhuo snorted arrogantly, "She is willing to go back." Her amber-like eyes suddenly overflowed with a smile, "Go ahead, I will take a shower and change clothes."
Song Hanzhuo's smile made Yun Li shudder. As long as his prince smiles like this, it means that something bad will happen. So should he be worried for Mr. Ji or for Miss Ye?
Ye Fuxun's nerves have been tense these days. After returning to Ye Mansion, Ye Hanliang was away on business and was not in the manor. Aunt Xie also took advantage of her discomfort and did not see Ye Xiu'an. Only Ye Yunshang and Ye Jinyu showed their faces.
I went back with a lot of self-awareness.
, Ye Yuli sat down and talked with Ye Fuxun and Ye Xiu'an for a while. Seeing that Ye Fuxun looked tired, she stood up and left. Ye Fuxun had not had a good rest in the past few days because of Ye Xiu'an's condition, so he returned to Fusheng Pavilion.
After arranging some things, I fell asleep.
It was already the second night when I woke up. I felt confused that there was an extra person in my room. I thought it was Qing Ruo and said, "Qing Ruo, give me a glass of water." Ye Fuxun's voice, which had just woken up, lacked the usual coldness and was Nuo Nuo.
Yes, very sweet.
Soon, a glass of water was handed over to Ye Fuxun with his big hands, but he didn't take it. He drank it with both hands. After he was satisfied, he lay down again. Just when he was about to fall asleep again, he suddenly woke up. The person just now was not Qing Ruo.
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"Qingruo, come here, it's a bit hot, fan me a little." Ye Fuxun said while touching the hairpin under the pillow. She remembered that she casually placed a hairpin under the pillow before going to bed.
The figure was getting closer and closer, Ye Fuxun's heart was in his throat, and his palms were sweating. When the figure walked in, Ye Fuxun grabbed the person fiercely, and the person fell on the bed unprepared.
The cold hairpin was pressed against his throat.
"Who are you? Why are you in my room?!" Still a man?!
"Ha." The man chuckled, "Xun'er, last time you blocked my face with a fan, this time you put a hairpin on my neck. You are getting more and more courageous."
The slightly smiling voice was extremely familiar! Song Hanzhao! Ye Fuxun breathed a deep sigh of relief, and his hands couldn't help but relax a little. As soon as the hairpin left the neck of a certain prince, Ye Fuxun was turned over by Song Hanzhuo and pressed on him
Underneath.
"Is this the way Xun'er treats guests?" Song Hanzhuo was very close to Ye Fuxun, and his hot breath spread on Ye Fuxun's neck.
"Your Majesty is not staying at Prince Chen's Mansion in the middle of the night. He sneaks into the women's boudoir. Is this the way of a gentleman?" Ye Fuxun tried to struggle. This scoundrel should have told him with a hairpin.
After being threatened, he became lawless. Ever since the Tang Dynasty left quietly, Song Hanzhuo had not shown his face. Now he ran into her boudoir in the middle of the night and occupied her.
Cheap, the more Ye Fuxun thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is unreasonable. You don't want the reputation, but the little girl does. If this spreads out, how will Xun'er get married in the future? Or should she say that Xun'er is with the prince?"
I am such a casual person at heart." As he spoke, he pushed Song Hanzhuo away, straightened his messy clothes, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at a certain rogue prince who seemed to be in a good mood.
After listening to Ye Fulun's words, Song Hanzhuo couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Xun'er is an ordinary woman who cares about details. Besides, isn't there Ji Nanbei who wants you to be his wife of the Ji family? Or maybe I think that...
Tang Yunheng also likes you very much, and it would be good to marry into the Tang family. Or you can beg me, and I will accept you as my concubine when I am happy."
Seeing Song Hanzhuo's nonchalant look, Ye Fuxun felt very unhappy, and his words were even more thorny, "Huh, I, Ye Fuxun, can't reach the prince's door. Even if I, Ye Fuxun, become a nun one day, I won't."
I’m marrying the prince.”
"You would rather become a nun than marry me?!?!" After hearing Ye Fuxun's words, a certain straight man prince completely forgot that he was the one who made the move.
"If I want you to take care of it, get out of here!"
"Miss, are you awake?!" I thought of Qing Ruo's voice outside the door. Then Qing Ruo opened the door and came in.
The two people who had just returned their swords and crossbows were startled by Qing Ruo's voice. Ye Fuxun grabbed the cup, covered it on a certain prince, and warned, "Don't make any sound!"
King Chen, who has always been arrogant, obeyed a woman's words for the first time and hid under the quilt. If word of this spreads, it will definitely become the talk of the people in the capital after dinner.
"My lady is awake. I will send you some hot food. My lady, please come and have some." Qing Ruo walked around the screen and lit the candle. Then several maids came in carrying some side dishes and porridge.
"No, I'm not hungry. You can go down and rest." Ye Fuxun said to Qingruo through the curtain.
"Miss, you haven't eaten well in the past few days. If you don't eat, your body will be unable to bear it."
"Okay, okay, you put the food on the table and I'll eat it myself later. You've been tired for the whole day. Go and rest. There's no need to keep vigil today." Ye Fuxun was still a man because there was someone on the bed.
She just wants to let Qingruo go to Dafa.
"Yes, miss." Although he felt that the miss today was a little strange, looking at Ye Fuxun's face, he still asked the maids to put the food on the table, and he led a few maids to retreat.
After Qingruo went out, Ye Fuxun breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned his head, he found that a certain prince hiding in the bed was leaning on his head and looking at her. His usually indifferent eyes were shining with a little light, looking careless.
His lazy look was particularly charming. When he saw Ye Fuxun looking at him intently, with the corners of his lips curled up and the ends of his eyebrows raised, he burst into a seductive smile. Ye Fuxun couldn't help but hold his chest and suppress the throbbing in his heart.
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"My lord, is it time to go back?"
Unexpectedly, a certain prince turned over and lay down, smiling slightly, "The bed in Prince Chen's Mansion is not as comfortable as Xun'er's bed, which makes me not want to go back."
It was rumored that King Chen, who was as cold as a fairy, was like a slut, staying in the boudoir of a noble girl. Ye Fuxun looked at Song Hanzhuo with some surprise, this man actually found a comfortable position to lie down.
Close your eyes and get ready to sleep! "Since the prince likes it so much, just let him sleep on this bed, and the little lady won't disturb you." As he said that, Ye Fuxun opened the quilt and prepared to get out of bed. He couldn't hide if he couldn't offend her.
Come on, just give it to you if you like!
Ye Fuxun had just put on his shoes and was about to get up when his wrist was grabbed by Song Hanzhao. Before he could react, Song Hanzhao used a gentle force and made a woman who was about to escape fall down on the bed, and hugged Ye with one big hand.
floating waist
, he was gently brought into someone's arms. Ye Fuxun struggled a few times, but there was a huge disparity in strength between men and women. Ye Fuxun couldn't help but roll his eyes, a majestic prince, could he not bully her every time?
Weak woman!
Ye Fuxun was used to this kind of situation. He couldn't resist anyway, so he might as well find a comfortable position to lie down. He got a free Chen Ace pillow. If you don't hug him, it would be useless. So the little man who was arrogant just a second ago,
at this time
But he obediently leaned his little head in Song Hanzhuo's arms, and a familiar smell lingered on the tip of his nose. It was not the Long Yanxiang of ordinary princes, but a very refreshing, good-smelling, and reassuring smell. This feeling was a bit long-lost.
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"Do you like Ji Nanbei?"
"I don't like it." Ye Fuxun replied without thinking. Ji Nanbei was at most a friend to her, so how could she like him?
"Then why did you agree to be his wife?" A certain prince began to settle old scores.
Ye Fuxun rubbed his head and found a comfortable position, "He can save An'er. Besides, Mr. Ji is a good-looking man and his family background is innocent. No matter what, it is Mr. Ji who suffers."
When a certain prince heard this, he didn't know whether to laugh or rejoice. The little woman in his arms was so sensible that she would not suffer any loss in marriage. He reached out and played with a strand of hair on Ye Fuxun's chest, "What about Tang Yunheng?"
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"Cousin?" Ye Fuxun raised his eyes and glanced at Song Hanzhuo. There was something different. Why would he ask Tang Yunheng, "Cousin is like An'er. Have you ever seen a younger sister marry an older brother?" Ye Fuxun
Xun thought about it again and said, "However, it would be best if I married into the Tang Dynasty. My aunt and uncle will not let me suffer."
She really thought about it. A certain prince pulled off a piece of Ye Fuxun's hair a little unfairly. Ye Fuxun frowned, reached out and hit the prince's hand, and then found a comfortable position.
Smelling the fragrance on his body, he closed his eyes.
Maybe he was too reassured, maybe he was too tired these past few days, and after a while Ye Fuxun felt tired again.
"If you marry into Prince Chen's palace, will you be at a disadvantage?" A certain prince asked. After waiting for a long time, there was no answer. The little woman in his arms stopped making any movement. When he lowered his head, he saw the person lying in his arms.
, already asleep,
I couldn't help but laugh out loud. This girl was really at ease with him. This question was in vain. Suddenly, the first time I saw her flashed in my mind. She was stubborn, calm and witty. That day I heard that she was returning to Ji Nanbei
If you say that, I feel very sad
He was very uncomfortable, and then he saw how nervous and worried she was about Tang Yunheng, which made him very unhappy. Ever since he was a child, he always wanted wind and rain, but even with her, there was always something that made him helpless.
place, so he hid in
Prince Chen came to sort out his thoughts, but before he could sort out his thoughts, he couldn't wait to climb the wall to see him. However, it was worth climbing the wall tonight. A certain prince who had no future, hugged Wenxiang Nephrite, his face full of
The smile of a loyal dog.
Ye Fuxun slept until three o'clock in the morning. When he woke up, there was no longer a certain prince. He felt like yesterday was like a dream. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and called Qingruo to come in.
"Miss, I've been really exhausted these past few days." Qingruo picked up the dress and helped Ye Fuxun get dressed. "Yesterday, when I saw the lady wake up, I went to heat the food. When I came back, I found that the lady had fallen asleep again."
When Ye Fuxun heard Qingruo's words, his expression paused, "I was asleep and you came in again?"
"Yes, Miss is sleeping very soundly." Qing Ruo handed the twisted handkerchief to Ye Fuxun and waved to let the maids who were waiting outside to serve Ye Fuxun come in. "Miss, let's have some porridge first."
Qingruo filled a bowl of white porridge and handed it to Ye Fuxun, then turned and went into the inner room to make the bed.