Fast time travel: the sick villain pretends to be kind

Chapter 46
In front of Suzaku's gate, Yici got off the carriage, together with Yuan Huaili and Yansi, the crimson red palace clothes were tight, and the north wind blew away most of Yici's drowsiness, and opened her hazy peach blossom eyes , sparkling style.

Yuan Huaili was wearing a white cloak, quietly dormant and strategizing, like a natural helmsman.

Yan Si's black robe is slim, and his green eyes make his expressionless face even colder. Just standing there will make people feel surrendered.

The two stood behind Yici, one on the left and the other on the right.

"You go to see Concubine Chen. Our hall and Yansi are going to Hanlong Palace. Before leaving the palace today, this hall will send someone to Yanle Palace to call you."

Yici hugged Mrs. Tang in her arms, turned her head slightly to look at Yuan Huaili, saw that he answered, then turned around and walked towards the chariot, and said to Yansi, "Let's go."

Yuan Huaili glanced at Yan Si, the two eyes met, one cold and the other violent, and then they staggered away as if nothing had happened.

The three are separated.

Arriving at the gate of Hanlong Palace, Yici became sober in a daze, got out of the chariot, and the cold wind poured into her neck, she was fully awake.

Tucking up his collar, Yi Ci led Yan Si into the hall.

Before approaching, I heard a pretty voice, gentle and melodious.

"Your Majesty, these are dumplings made by the concubine himself. The concubine knows that Princess Zhaoyang is coming to the palace to accompany you for the festival, so I specially made some more."

"The concubine guessed that the princess was coming, so the concubine left first."

Yici stood in the outer hall a little bored, and after a while, soft footsteps sounded, followed by Yuan Linglong's delicate and gentle face.

"I have met the princess myself."

Yuan Linglong bowed to Yici, her figure became more graceful and her voice became softer.

Yici nodded slightly, lazily retracted her gaze, and walked towards the inner hall.

She thought that if the substitute had ambitions, she would end up neither like the master nor herself.

Her scumbag father lingered in the flowers and was careless, why did this group of women in the harem fall into it?
Looking for abuse?

Until the figures of Yici and Yansi disappeared, Yuan Linglong and others also walked out of Hanlong Hall.

"Your Majesty, according to your seniority, you are the concubine of Princess Zhaoyang, and according to the law of etiquette, His Highness should salute you!" The court lady beside Yuan Linglong spoke dissatisfiedly.

"Lingxin, don't be unreasonable." Yuan Linglong lowered her eyebrows, opened her lips and scolded, "Inside the palace is no different than outside the palace, so be careful with your words and deeds."

Yuan Ling pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, "Sister Linglong, Auntie told you to take good care of me, yet you still scold me!"

Yuan Linglong: "..."

Her mother's IQ will cause her trouble.

The palace is treacherous, and her mother even sent her a rival to compete for His Majesty's favor.

Yuan Linglong swallowed the dissatisfaction in her heart, and sternly warned, "Lingxin, if you can't abide by the palace rules, I will send you out of the palace."

Yuan Lingxin closed her mouth, and rolled her eyes at the back of Yuan Linglong's head, thinking that if she won His Majesty's favor in the future, she would definitely be trampled on her feet.

When Yuan Linglong returned to Yanle Palace, Yuan Huaili had been waiting for her in the palace for a long time.

The palace is filled with warmth and the scent of flowers. The ladies in pink clothes keep their posture and guard their positions, orderly, and under the calm surface, desires are intertwined.

The young man sits quietly, and time stands still for him.

"Shaoheng!" Yuan Linglong trotted, her tone of surprise was full of smiles, she pulled Yuan Huaili into her arms, tears rolled down her face, "Shaoheng..."

With a sound of Shaoheng, it gradually changed from yearning, surprise, to grievance.

There was no fluctuation in Yuan Huaili's heart, just like his face, calm, restrained, and composed.

"Sister." Yuan Huaili distanced herself from her, and stuffed Mrs. Tang into her hands, "Sister, sit down and warm your hands."

"Shaoheng, did the princess make things difficult for you?" Yuan Lingxin interjected and interrupted the reminiscence between the siblings, with arrogance in her brows and eyes, she glanced disdainfully at the maids in the palace.

It seems to be talking about showing her different status from ordinary court ladies.

The sense of self-satisfaction is inflated, but no one pokes it out and pays attention to it.

Yuan Huaili raised his eyes, his calm eyes were like the vast sky, without any twists and turns, "Your Highness has a very good personality, and he didn't feel sorry for me."

He narrowed his eyes and picked up the teacup on the table, thinking of the peaceful days in the princess mansion, without the ardent hopes of the elders in the clan, and without the desire of his parents to hope that their children would become dragons, all he needed to do was read, play the piano, enjoy the flowers and listen to the rain, play chess with His Highness, and go down for His Highness Buying roast duck on the West Street and buying dim sum on the East Street, life is relaxed and comfortable.

"It's fine if you don't."

Yuan Lingxin didn't agree with it in her heart. She just saw Princess Zhaoyang's indifference to answers and her arrogance. She must like to make things difficult for others. Yuan Huaili must have suffered a lot of grievances. She was secretly happy and hypocritical. sigh.

"Sigh, since Shaoheng became the princess' son-in-law, the family can only choose another heir. After Shaoyu was selected, he spent every day in the study. As a sister, I feel very distressed."

Yuan Huaili: "...Congratulations."

There is a bit of heartiness, but not much.

Yuan Linglong only felt that her head was swollen. She knew that Yuan Ling wanted to enter the harem to compete for favor, but her brain would be good if she could live for a month.

Her mother also asked her to take good care of Yuan Lingxin. Isn't this embarrassing her?

Including the Dragon Palace.

Yici stepped on the soft carpet on the floor and walked towards Pei Huaizhi who was reviewing the memorial on the main seat.

"Little Ah Ci."

Pei Huaizhi raised his head when he heard the movement, put down the pen in his hand, got up and greeted him, his sharp eyebrows softened.

"Little Aci, Daddy has asked the imperial dining room to prepare your favorite chestnut cake and longan ginger soup. Drink a bowl to warm up first."

Yici's scalp tightened, and she looked at Yan Si, "You are sickly and cold, and I will share a bowl of ginger soup with you in a while, so you are welcome."

Yan Si: "..."

Pei Huaizhi picked up Yici's bun and pulled her towards the table without using any force. He looked downcastly, with a dignified and lazy demeanor, "Little Ah Ci, you must drink this ginger soup today."

"As for Young Master Yan, Daddy will not treat him badly."

Yan Si's heart skipped a beat, and his green eyes took a deep look at Pei Huaizhi. Under Pei Huaizhi's slightly threatening gaze, he nodded and saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

He suddenly regretted following His Highness into the palace.

He didn't want to drink 'brown sugar' ginger soup with salt and soy sauce.

Your Majesty... is a good father, not a good person.

The villain in Yan Si's heart was fighting, and he accidentally touched the dagger at his waist, and his heart was at ease.

His Majesty allowed him to enter the palace without taking off the dagger, which was already extremely pampering for His Majesty's sake, he... drink, he won't die.

"Go back."

Pei Huaizhi raised his hand and gave an order, Wei Deshan took all the palace people out of the palace with a wink, and for a while, there were only three people in the huge palace.

The large and exquisite table is full of dishes, and the dishes are exquisitely arranged and still warm.

"Are you sure you want him to participate?" Pei Huaizhi glanced at Yansi, then looked away, and handed the ginger soup to Yici, "Have a few sips before we talk."

Yici rolled his eyes at Pei Huaizhi, under the earnest gaze of his old father, Pei Huaizhi, scooped up a few spoonfuls of ginger soup, drank it in great pain, and put down the ginger soup bowl.

"determine."

"But he is the Prince of Yan."

(End of this chapter)