"Sir, you are awake. Your clothes are ready. I will wait for you to change your clothes."
Murong Qiufeng had just opened his eyes, rubbed his forehead and sat up when he heard a slightly surprised and shy voice. He turned around and saw a little boy of about eleven or twelve years old holding a set of toiletries.
Youqi looked at him timidly, his face was red, his eyes were wandering, he seemed very nervous.
Murong Qiufeng frowned, and his mind became slightly clearer. He turned his head and looked at the place where he was. The unfamiliar environment made him purse his lips, but he felt that there seemed to be some strange discomfort on his lips. He couldn't help but reach out and touch his lips.
He asked calmly, "What is this place?" This place was not his room, and the person serving him was not his servant. Last night, he only remembered drinking, then leaving the banquet, and then he seemed to fall asleep, and so on.
, he was just like drinking before and couldn’t remember it.
"Sir, this is the palace, Prince Ye's palace." The boy said timidly.
Prince's Mansion?
Murong Qiufeng frowned. It seemed that the prince took him away last night, but instead of returning to the prime minister's palace, he took him to the prince's palace. He didn't know if he was drunk and crazy last night.
He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, moved his body, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked over like the boy.
The boy quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Murong Qiufeng, and handed him a glass of mouthwash to serve him.
Murong Qiufeng was trying hard to recall what happened last night, and she was sorting it out as he served her. She turned around and wanted to ask him about what happened to her last night, but she saw that the boy was hesitant to speak, and she suddenly wondered, "Why?"
Yes, tell me if you have anything."
Murong Qiufeng was generally very gentle when treating his servants, and his voice was clear and soft, which made the servant who was used to the fear of his own prince feel that this young master was very gentle, and the tension in his heart became less tense, "This, young master
, you seem to be allergic, there are some red spots here, would you like me to see a doctor?"
Murong Qiufeng paused for a moment, then touched his neck. He thought he was allergic to alcohol. Every time he woke up after drinking, various red spots would appear. His senior brother said it was a physical problem and it would go away in one day. It was not a disease and it didn't matter.
He smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter."
"Oh," the little boy responded, and then quickly changed the words of the prince, "Sir, the prince asked the young man to look at the young master. When the young master woke up, he invited him to have breakfast with him."
Shangguan Ye had already figured out Murong Qiufeng's work and rest time, knowing that he would definitely get up at this time, so he came here to wait and ordered the spare meals, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart, whether to have a showdown with him or find someone
The excuse was used to fool him. Although he didn't make it to the end last night, the traces on Murong Qiufeng's body could not be cleared away for a while. When he woke up, he would naturally find that he didn't know what he was feeling at this moment.
While he was thinking, a white figure appeared in his eyes. His figure was like a bamboo, elegant and calm, graceful as a lion, but his face did not have the expected anger or confusion, only a trace of confusion.
Shangguan Ye watched him slowly approaching calmly, but his heart was already beating. When would the invincible military god become nervous? It was really a new experience.
Murong Qiufeng also saw Shangguan Ye who was looking at him steadily. When he thought of being embarrassed in front of this person last night, Murong Qiufeng had a look of uneasiness on his face.
Not missing the unnatural look on Murong Qiufeng's face, Shangguan Ye was slightly surprised. Could it be that he was shy? Remembering what happened last night?
Murong Qiufeng entered the hall with some embarrassment, and politely handed over to Shangguan Ye, "My lord, I caused you trouble last night."
Is it trouble, or a big trouble? Shangguan Ye felt depressed when he thought that he had almost spent the night with Leng Shui. However, hearing what Murong Qiufeng said was a little strange, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Haha, you're welcome Feng, I
I wanted to trouble Feng, but Feng was so quiet that I lost a good opportunity for blackmail." He said tentatively.
Murong Qiufeng was stunned, his eyebrows furrowed again, he hesitated, and then said awkwardly, "Your Majesty, did you get drunk and go crazy last night?" In fact, what he cared about the most was this. He himself paid great attention to image and etiquette.
people.
It seems that I don't remember.
Shangguan Ye didn't know why. He was relieved but also a little regretful. He shook his head slightly and said, "How could it happen? Feng is very quiet when he is drunk. I have never seen anyone so quiet when drunk. Feng has lied to me. Sit down first.
Down."
Quiet?
Murong Qiufeng was a little puzzled, but thinking that Shangguan Ye would not lie to him, he breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself that maybe it was because he was not familiar with Shangguan Ye yet, so he didn't get angry in front of him, "That's fine, bother me."
My lord, I haven’t come back all night. I wonder if the prime minister’s residence knows that he is here?”
"I sent someone to notify the Prime Minister's Mansion last night. The Prime Minister said that you should have a good rest here and don't have to go back in such a hurry." Shangguan Ye couldn't help but laugh.
Murong Qiufeng suddenly felt a little more sad. His father wanted him to climb to the high tree of the prince. He originally wanted to make friends with Shangguan Ye, but now that these utilitarian things were added, he didn't want to, which would only increase misunderstandings. "Always bother me."
Your Majesty is not in good condition, I have nothing to do with you anymore, so I will take my leave now."
"Hey, wait, are you really sure you want to go back like this?" Hearing that he couldn't wait to leave, Shangguan Ye was a little unhappy. He deliberately stared at the marks on his neck made last night. Did he not notice it yet or did he ignore it on purpose?
, Shangguan Ye felt a little unhappy.
Seeing that Shangguan Ye kept staring at his neck, thinking that it was the same as that boy, he explained, "Oh, it's just an allergy after drinking. It's okay. It will disappear in just some time."
Allergy after drinking?
Shangguan Ye was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt like laughing. Was it his intention, or was it just pure and simple? But he believed it was the latter, he was such a cute little guy.
Feeling a little uncomfortable with Shangguan Ye's weird look, Murong Qiufeng couldn't help but touch his neck and explained unnaturally, "I will have these symptoms every time after drinking. It's just because of my physical constitution and it won't happen."
Your Majesty, don’t worry about the infection.”
Shangguan Ye, who was originally full of Tao Kan, suddenly changed his expression after hearing his special explanation, "Every time you drink? Do you drink often?"
If his mood had been cloudy and sunny just now, now he was feeling like a thunderstorm. He knew better than anyone whether those traces were allergies. If he had been like this after drinking before, that meant...