Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 512 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (2)

He has been the patron saint of the interface for so long, and all he gets is a long life and boundless loneliness.

Xiaolu has also been by her side for a long time, and it actually knows that He You has always wanted to return to the life of an ordinary person.

Her short life was too vain.

He bent his lips again: "You ask me like that, do you know something?"

He pursed his lips again: "You don't seem to reject me being with the little beauty at all, and you are not surprised by his appearance, do you know each other?"

The patron saint of the interface will have his own little partner, who will live and die together, but Kehe has a special status, so Xiaolu has existed long before her.

She didn't know who Xiaolu had been with before.

Xiaolu: ...run away silently.

It's better to talk less and cover your little vest tightly.

It's just worried, if He You still wants to return to the life of ordinary people, what will his master do?

There was a light knock on the door, Zhu Qing came in and handed a letter to He You.

"My lord, this is a letter from the people below."

He opened his eyes again.

It is a letter from Heng'an Wang Yinzhi.

Few people knew about the relationship between the original owner Ye Qiao and Heng'an Wang Yinzhi, not even Zhu Qing who had been by Ye Qiao's side all the time.

There were only a few words in the letter. While caring about her body, it was more to let her pay attention to the little emperor's recent movements.

He glanced casually again, folded the letter, and handed it to Zhu Qing.

"Burned."

Zhu Qing responded, and burned the letter by the light of the candle that had just been lit.

He gathered his robe again and stood up.

"Where is the emperor now?"

Ye Qiao was always surrounded by Yin Zhi's eyeliner. In order not to arouse his suspicion, he asked Ye Qiao to observe the emperor's movements, and He You had to go and see for himself, just to put on a show.

Zhu Qing replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty is listening to the Prime Minister's lecture."

The emperor was still young, and when the first emperor was in power, he pointed out the young prime minister Rong Yan as the emperor's teacher.

Rong Yan was born in a famous family. He is a young man with extraordinary wisdom. His younger brother Rong Ce is a young general with military power in his hands.

However, the most important thing is that Rong Yan is a staunch royalist, and Ye Qiao and the others are deadly enemies.

He raised his eyebrows again, becoming interested.

"Go and see."

In the imperial study room, the little emperor Yin Chang secretly raised his head and glanced at the young man next to him, pursing his lips, feeling a little nervous.

"Teacher, I have finished writing."

Rong Yan's long eyelashes drooped slightly, his brows were cold, his slender lips were a little pale, his white fingertips lightly pressed against his lips, he lowered his head slightly, and coughed twice.

He glanced at the theory that Yin Chang had just finished writing, and shook his head.

Yin Chang sighed in frustration and started writing again.

Mingming Rong Yan didn't criticize him harshly, but in front of this cold-eyed young man, Yin Chang always dodged unconsciously.

He is a little afraid of Rong Yan, but he also listens to him the most.

Yin Chang's personal father-in-law came to inform him, which was a blessing.

"Lord Ye begs to see His Majesty."

Yin Chang subconsciously went to look at Rong Yan beside him.

Rong Yan nodded slightly.

Yin Chang pursed his lips: "Please."

When He came in again, she saw the little emperor Yin Chang writing at his desk. She turned her eyes and saw the young man next to Yin Chang.

The young man was dressed in a light-colored robe, with cold eyebrows slightly drooping, and the jade-white skin was soaked with a faint light, making his eyebrows picturesque.

Holding onto the small bi-color teapot, Rong Yansu poured himself a cup of tea.

In late spring, when the weather warmed up, he put a cotton blanket on his knees.

Seemingly noticing He You's gaze, Rong Yan raised his eyes slightly.

(End of this chapter)